Nsfw for the trans ask if you don't mind ^^
j grabs at tyler’s hand, slots their fingers together and rubs her thumb high up on tyler’s wrist.
“you feel okay, baby? everything good down there?”
“perfect.” tyler nods, but j can see the sweat beading on his forehead, trickling down to his hairline.
“you’re hot,” she says, without having to touch his face at all. “is it…am i…too big?”
tyler shakes his head, worms a hand between them to start rubbing hard at his clit. j feels him gush, sees him throw his head to the side. his nose hits their hands and his breath comes in short, moist bursts against the sides of their interlaced fingers. “this is so…” tyler grunts, and his legs shake. “i’ve never had this. you’re f-fucking perfect, j, i…i wanna kiss you. please?”
“yeah,” j gasps, already leaning down to meet him.
their lips hit with a small explosion, fireworks going off in j’s head, between her legs. tyler’s lining the seam of her lips with his tongue and j is losing it, swimming through some kind of ocean to find tyler at the very bottom.
“mama,” tyler whimpers, barely breaking from the kiss to do so, and j thinks she imagines it.
she pulls back and blinks and tyler is licking his lips, looking worried or scared or both.
“say that again,” j mutters, squeezes at tyler’s fingers with her own. “please. say it again.”
“mama?” tyler says, and it’s a lot softer this time, tyler looking like j is about to attack him or something.
but she feels a new rush of blood down between her legs, starts to piston herself in and out of tyler’s warm, wet heat faster and harder. “jesus, i…can i be your mommy, ty? please? just for tonight or…longer if you want, i–”
“longer,” tyler nods. “mommy. my mommy.”