Stealth ftm!Volt who, despite his confident persona, is very insecure about his body. During your first time, he’s worried you won’t like him once you realize he doesn’t have a dick. You decide to show him just how wrong he is.
// AMAB player - FTM Volt.
It confused you. Volt, the charming, affectionate man, who loved to see you blush and stutter under his gaze did not let you get too close to him.
Sometimes when your kisses became too steamy, and you tried shoving your hand under his shirt, he would stiffen and excuse himself, saying he had other things to do.
You didn't want to push him to do anything he didn't want to do, but you knew that he REALLY wanted to touch you, and for you to touch him too.
He's just... scared. With Eddie there was no issue. Sure, he sometimes felt insecure and didn't want to be touched, but he knew Eddie could never reject him, would NEVER reject him.
You on the other hand, you had no idea. He didn't know what type of reaction you'd have when you saw him naked. You were expecting a man. And yes, he was a man... but maybe not the kind you liked?
Your kisses were electrifying to him, and you felt the same. Your tongues connected together, sharing the sweet saliva between you both. As you doubt whether to hold him, you decide to do it anyways. He gets slightly startled, and you see the doubt start to fill his brain when the kissing becomes slower and a bit more sloppy.
"A-ah Livewire... I should... go."
You look at the man in the eyes, confusion and a bit of hurt showing in your expression.
"...Okay. That's... okay. But can you tell me... am I doing something wrong?"
His brow furrows into a sad expression, he smiles, a strained one.
"No Livewire, you're perfect."
"...Then why don't you let me touch you? I-I understand if you're not ready- but could you at least tell me that?"
"N-no, it's... fuck. It's not that. There's nothing else I would love for you to do than to touch me."
You look at him, waiting for him to continue. He looks down, holding your arms as he rests his head on the crook of your neck.
"I'm.... just- ..."
Your hands find way into his back, gently massaging him.
"What....if.......you don't like me...?"
His voice is barely audible. A genuine sadness in its tone. You don't understand what you would dislike of him.
"Why wouldn't I like you?"
His words fail him, but not his actions. He grabs one of your hands, and puts it under his shirt, he guides it towards his chest.
Your hand touches a soft and firm breast. And he waits for it. Your rejection. You telling him you're sorry but you don't want him. His eyes are shut, strongly, mouth dry.
"A-Ah!"
You fondle the breast with care, kneading it, and teasing the nipple.
He looks at you surprised, face wide red. His lip is slightly trembling in excitement. You didn't reject him. Your eyes show a hunger that makes his legs wobble.
"You're perfect. Can I get you naked?"
"Y-yes Livewire--"
You waste no time, pulling his vest and shirt from his body. He feels extremely exposed, covering his small breasts with his hands.
You grab his wrists and pull his arms to the side, seeing the perky mounds move slightly with his jagged breath.
"Y-you don't need to look that much."
"Why not? I love how you look?"
Your mouth finds his, and the kiss is nothing but erotic, you both end up gasping, breathing like you haven't in weeks. You lick his neck and leave love bites and bruises. He's gonna have to hide that tomorrow, he thinks to himself.
His legs rub against one another, he twitches inside of his pants as your mouth lowers down and down, putting your lips around his nipple and sucking.
"Ah~!"
He moans loudly, you let his wrists go as you knead and grip softly, and then firmly on his chest. He's getting worked up, groans leaving his mouth freely and when one of your hands roughly grabs his crotch through his pants he jumps.
"L-livewire! Ngghh!!!"
You pull your face from his cute breasts and see the tiny red spots around it, nipples firm and red from your ministrations.
You get on your knees, and begin to pull at his pants. He grabs whatever is nearest to him in a tight grip, which right now is a table.
His underwear is soaked, and you put your mouth on the damp spot and sniff at his musk. It's delicious, and you want to put your mouth on his dick and hole as soon as possible.
Volt's legs tremble as he struggles to stay up. You're really gonna eat him out? He begins to get a bit self conscious.
"W-wait- "
You know though, if you let the insecurity get to him he'll probably run away again. And you can't let that happen.
You suck at his clothed clit, and his eyes roll.
"F-fuck Livewire--- again --"
You live to serve, although you want to give him more contact.
You yank his underwear off, and look at the pretty pussy in front of you. His dick is bigger than you would've imagined, twitching and standing proudly, begging to be teased and licked. You spread his folds, just to get a better look at his cunt and you almost drool.
You see him dripping, hole opening up when you look down, hungry for anything you may give him.
You waste no time, and your mouth is immediately on his clit, you suck hard, bobbing your head up and down the stiff member.
And he gets really loud. He grabs onto your hair tightly, and without meaning begins to hump your mouth.
"L-livewire---li-livewire that feels--- aahhh fuck----"
Your spit and his fluids all mix in your mouth, you tease his hole and he tenses up, you look at him, waiting for his response.
"Y-yes finger me--- please"
The finger slowly makes its way inside, not to overwhelm the man above. His moans are a delight to your soul, knowing you're making him feel loved and desired makes your cock throb.
Your free hand, alongside your mouth take care of his clit, you wiggle the member side to side, grabbing it at the base and his legs begin to spasm.
"O-oh f-fuck!"
You see it in the way he looks at you, a desperation and need so big it overwhelms your senses.
The bobbing of your head grows faster, as your hand rub his clit fast and methodically. Your finger deep inside pumps in and out curling in a way he actually sobs out loud.
"I'm coming---!!! aAH!!!!"
He shoves you roughly into his cunt. Your finger gets trapped inside his walls, his whole body shakes, his insides spasms and so does his legs that almost give out and crush you in the process. You really wouldn't have minded asphyxiating that way.
He gasps as he rides his high, mouth wide open and eyes muddy. You caress his thighs, and slowly he begins to calm down.
"You taste amazing."
Those words make him giddy but also extremely embarrassed.
"A-ah. Is that so?"
"Yeah... I'm sure I'll never get tired of it."
He really hopes that is the case. You keep on praising him and his body, his voice and he feels a warmness on his chest as you cuddle him.
Ever since that time, he has been way more eager to let himself be touched by you, and especially groping you, knowing that the consequences may be you bending him over and fucking him.
He really hopes you do that, he has been having those fantasies almost every night.
And while, sometimes, he still gets insecure about his body, he knows that the two people closest to him really, really love him for the way he is.
