nothing to do with my current fic but. any demand for transfem reader out there? love my tmascs n my enbies but if the girlies want rep i wanna provide
as a heads up after tomorrow my stuff will be queued through the 8th! ill probably still be responding and reblogging stuff but im going home for a concert so all the fics are getting written asap lol
slight warning for like. not consensual on the part of either party. but such is the way with sex pollen usually
day 3: sex pollen
"What the fuck?" Eric's eyes widened as he covered his nose and mouth with his shirt. "I thought this shit was some shit in Dungeons and Dragons, not something that happened in real life," His tone was angry and confused, reflected in the slivers of his eyes you could see over the edge of his shirt. Copying him, you slammed your fist wrapped in cloth up into your nose before answering.
"Dude I don't know! I didn't make this happen," you waved aimlessly at the pollen floating around the two of you, shaken up by whatever had flown through the field at breakneck speeds, kicking up unbelievable amounts of pollen, that at first inhale had Condi fumbling at the buttons of your shirt. The two of you had been on what was up until now, a very sweet picnic date, which was rapidly being derailed by whatever the fuck was happening now.
It didn't seem like the shirts over your mouths and noses were doing much, as while you were trying to pack up the food, your hands kept drifting to one another instead. "Fuck it, just leave the food!" Condi snapped. "It's probably all sex pollen-y anyways,"
You sighed loudly, before the two of you started dashing across the field. When you reached the edge of the field, you clambered into your truck. Starting the engine before you even buckled up, you tore out of the parking lot of the park, heading straight for your home. You tried to ignore Condi's touches on your thighs, occasionally slapping him away when he got to be too much. You weren't in much more control anyways, practically soaking through your jeans into the driver's seat, the hand pushing at Condi's off and on ending up between your thighs for the rest of the time, your hips rocking against the seam of your jeans. The car was filled with the scent of arousal and the temperature had ticked up several degrees before you'd reached your complex.
"Okay. Here's what we're going to do," You met Condi's eyes as you spoke, leaning in and pressing a kiss to his mouth without thinking. Both of you groaned in relief, your hands coming to claw in his hair as he gripped onto you arms. The kiss became more heated, your tongues starting to push against one another as you both went to explore each other's mouths. The sensation of his tongue against yours, foreign to you until now, jolted you out of your trance again. "No! Fuck!" you shouted, slapping your hand against the steering wheel. "Our first time is not going to be because of fucking sex pollen!"
Condi nodded slowly, and the two of you both took a deep breath, scampering out of the car into your apartment. "Okay bye!" you yelped, booking it down the hall to the bedroom and slamming your door.
The separation didn't seem to help. In fact, it seemed to make it much, much worse. You didn't know how many times you could get yourself off alone anymore, flesh rubbed raw from your touch. Condi didn't seem to be faring much better, based on the moans and gasps you were hearing from outside your door. The sounds abruptly stopped for a moment, before the being replaced by gentle tapping on your door. "Honey?"
You rolled out of bed, covered in sticky sweat, padding across the room and cracking open the door. Condi stood there, cock in hand. You'd never seen his dick before, but it was obviously swollen, straining at the seams of his skin as he held it away from his stomach slightly. "I think our first time is going to have to be because of sex pollen,"
You groaned, slumping against the doorframe briefly before fully opening the door to let your boyfriend in. "My therapist is in for a wild session this week,"
