butch tits. you agree. reblog.
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butch tits. you agree. reblog.
femming out by having sex with a butch
i just think as a chronically ill butch that whenever i’m bedridden i should get a cute femme to wear a short little nurse outfit that squeezes her tits together and she should constantly bend over me to fluff my pillow so i can have them on my face and chest. i also think it would be beneficial for her to scrub the floor so i can see her on her hands and knees don’t have any extra germs around. and if i drop something over and over just to see her bend over and get a glimpse of her little red lace panties then that’s just a part of being sick that i can’t avoid. and if she ends up on my lap with her dress lifted and me pulling her panties to the side with a finger rubbing her clit?... well, nurse's orders.
men, 17-, inc3st/r-pe/ag3pl4y/lesphobic kink apologists dni
^ this butch loves helping people with everyday tasks
dina helping transmasc ellie drabble
cw- transmasc!ellie, ellie refered to with he/him pronouns, heavily inspired by convos with twt oomfs yall know who yall are 🙂↕️🙂↕️
“are you sure i’m doing this right?” dina asked as she placed the final strip of tape on ellie’s skin and pulled back to look at him.
“feels right.” he mumbled under his breath, looking at his newly binded chest, moving around his arms and playing around with movements to see how comfortable it was.
“think you gonna be alright at work? i don’t want you suddenly like- getting uncomfortable and feeling the need to rip it all off…” dina gives ellie another once over, searching his body language for any sign of discomfort or hesitation. Upon seeing none, she tosses ellie his work shirt, still somewhat concerned.
“i won’t, i wont, you did a good job, D.” He slips on his work shirt, grabs his coffee and lunchbox box, and heads out the door after giving dina a quick peck.
ellie comes home hours later, with aching, calloused hands from another day of carpentry at the construction site. he’s tired, and hungry, and in need of some loving. ellie knocks on the door and dina opens it within seconds. she wraps her arms around his neck and presses tens of kisses to his cheek.
“how was work? how do you feel?” dina asks, pulling away and taking ellie’s belongings from him as he takes off his vest and boots.
“work was work. i’m pretty tired though. just wanna shower,eat , and cuddle if that’s okay, baby.” dina nods, understanding her partner’s current needs. she lets ellie shower and quickly warms up leftovers from last night. ellie leaves the bathroom in fresh pajamas, eats dinner, complimenting dina’s cooking every couple of bites, then promptly curls up to dina in bed.
“mmm, love you… you’re so great.” ellie sleepily murmurs against dina’s neck, so tired from his blue-collar work at the site.
“love you too, handsome.” dina laughs softly, brushing ellie hair from his face. She reaches over to ellie’s nightstand to get the testosterone gel, knowing he’d be too tired to do it himself. “arm.” she signaled for him to pull his arm out from under the covers. dina opens the tube and rubs it into his shoulder.
“now i’m gonna be stiiiicky” ellie whines, turning his face further into the pillows.
“you’re gonna thank me for this tomorrow.” dina places the tube back onto ellie’s nightstand, and cleans the substance from her hand with a wet wipe.
“i will.”
i know this was bad lol i was js spitballing and haven't posted anything sooooo this is what yall get as i work on smth else (ik i always say that but like i think i might post this one)
femme bunny x butch hare
do you see the vision
the long quiet and the shifting mound butchfem