Call me Isaac or Rory or just Bunny. He/Him, She/Her, in between trans guy and masc woman. Don’t use they, it feels weird and not accurate. Bisexual. 19. My sexuality is fluid, my sense of identify is fluid, things change often but there are two constants. I like masc women and men. I like being masc, as a trans masc or as a woman.

Not monogamous. Partnered, not “taken”

I have kinks, I like knives, guns, CNC. I write sometimes. If I feel like it. Switch. Exhibitionist. I post nudes.

I don’t like: race play, misgendering (when I might be strictly he/him), forcefem, fem anything. Free use is a hard limit.

Ao3:

After a few hours of work, she takes me inside her house and gives me lunch. A pleasant surprise from a woman with such a harsh demeanor. Then she has me kneel. Pulls out a gun, presses it to my head. Places her fingers on my lips, pushes them in, gets her face close to mine and kisses me. The gun strokes my face, I kneel before her, her mouth explores my neck, down my chest, she pulls me close. Her hands are calloused, but she has a gentle touch. I’m not passive, I’m enamored, completely. I touch her face, stroke her cheek, map her face, she’s handsome. Warm brown eyes.