Most of these blogs have this little “rule” sheet so to speak, so here’s that :)
This is an adult blog. Do not interact with this blog if you are under the age of 18. The owner of this blog is a 22 year old adult.
Please note that I have free rein to block anyone of my choosing for any reason :) <3
I am a switch with a preference for bottoming.
Do not expect photos or videos from me. If I feel like sending them, I’ll ask if you want them. You can ask if I’d like to send, but I might not.
I have a preference for t4t, but not an exclusivity. I am on testosterone but have not yet had top surgery.
Kinky stuff under the cut <3
Things to call me:
When topping me, call me pup, mutt, dog, slut, whore, etc
When bottoming for me, call me sir
I also just enjoy pet names in general so free to use baby, darling, love, babe, sweetheart, etc
How to refer to my body: tits and chest are fine. Do not call them boobs or breasts. Cunt, pussy, hole, dick, cock, tdick, etc. Don’t call it a clit. Dont refer to anything femininely or use “girl” terms for anything.
There is not a whole lot that I’m not into or unwilling to try. However, there are some hard nos. They are as follows:
Ageplay in a pedophilic sense, use of the word rape, piss or scat play, incest or fauxcest, detrans, zoophiilia, pregnancy
(List is ofc subject to change as I think of more)
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Waking up to his fingers inside me. Him covering my mouth and shushing me while he speeds up. Telling me he couldn’t help himself with how I press up against him in my sleep. Always so needy and clingy for him even when im asleep.
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Oh poor boy .-. I hope you feel better soon! I would love to take care of you or just give you some comfort.
I hope I feel better too :(( this really hurts and my ear won’t stop ringing and right when my meds are ready the pharmacy goes on lunch break!!! That’s so mean!!! I’d love to be taken care of rn I feel so pathetic
Feeling like a whiny dog at the vet rn because I’m kinda hungover with an ear infection at the urgent care :(( someone come and give me treats and pets rn
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Nearly 3 am, I’m drunk as fuck with no shirt on and my pants down, my boxers match my collar, someone come and fuck the shit out of me. Make me drink more I still have more to drink. (If you’re wondering why I’m typing so well, I went back and correct everything I fucked ip. Hopefully I did pretty good <3 )
My window, high enough to give me a wondrous view of the land, faces out into one of the palace’s many courtyards below. The clouds overhead threaten a light rain, blocking out the midday sun with a dreary gray. They leave just enough light that, if one were to focus, one would see their prince’s form being pressed up against the pane as he’s taken from behind.
My crown, the only thing adorning my body, is lopsided upon my head. It clinks against the window with a tink every time my knight thrusts himself into me. His cold chest plate presses into the skin of my back and I unconsciously arch away from it, only forcing my chest to meet the chill of the glass. Goosebumps spread across my skin at the touch. My body fights the outside cold with it’s own heat, churned hotter and hotter with every blissful intrusion.
My breath fogs the glass, saving me from witnessing my own debauched expression. That is, of course, until my knight swipes it away and holds my head steady. He tells me to watch myself as he takes me, to watch my mouth fall open and my own eyes glaze over from the pleasure bestowed on me by a man of common heritage.
His words filter through the ever-present helm upon his head and travel like lightning down my spine. I can feel myself approaching the tipping point. I snake my arm through the leg he has hiked up by the knee and reach for myself.
His other hand, free of its gauntlet, finds my length before my own hand does. His hand is practiced. He knows just the right way to stroke it, where to apply pressure, and how fast. The familiar callouses, along with his breathtaking size, wrench me into a powerful climax.
He drives himself as deep as he can go as I clench down on him in the throes of pleasure. I can hear him groaning from under his helmet. Suddenly, he stills, fully sheathing himself and he reaches his own finish. The incredible fullness— aided in no small part by the sound of him calling out for his prince with a deliciously desperate voice— rips another climax through me.
My royal seed drips down the window pane while a commoner’s drips down my legs.
