she/it's | 21 | call me lexi for now | main is technically Thepastaprojectv2 | Picrew used (https://picrew.me/share?cd=X9XqhKw9cj)Part of the Distros system
Weird tgirl who is never quite sure of her surroundings has added an extra couple names to her bio and started referring to herself as "we"; which could mean nothing.
imagining a girl just inviting me over to just watch her play a few rounds of her favorite game while i watch n' hang, no big deal. some simple bonding time, y'know? shes sitting in her chair, im lazing on her bed, halfway paying attention. i start absentmindedly joshing her for losing a few rounds, it's nothing new, we always tend to get snarky with each other.
she huffs out an exasperated "shut up," i respond with my usual "make me," not even thinking about it as i scroll through my phone.
the sound of her shifting around doesn't even register until i feel her weight pressing down on top of me, one hand covering my mouth, the other trailing around the waistband of my boxers. "you say that every time," she whispers, my small whimpers muffled by the hand on my mouth. "do you actually want me to make you?" it's all i can do to weakly nod.
she grins wickedly as she pulls her hands away to pull down her own underwear, shifting her hips up to rest her girl cock on my lips, letting pre drip onto them, giving a single command.
"open."
a weak whine escapes my throat as i tentatively open my mouth, avoiding meeting her eyes out of embarrassment. with no regard or fanfare, she thrusts as much as she can in, making me gag as the tip hits the back of my throat. "shush," she said sharply as tears welled up in the corners of my eyes. "you said you wanted me to make you shut up," she crooned, roughly punctuating the rest of what she said with harsh thrusts. "so shut. up. and. take. it."
Oh come now darling, don't pout. You knew when you came to me that you would be giving up quite a bit to live within my walls - does it surprise you that I've locked this collar around your neck?
Ohhh, but the way you squirm when my hands touch you, the way you fall into my waiting embrace... do you want to know why that is?
Because I've tasted you. Because my fangs slid into your supple, mortal skin, and that moment sealed your fate. You will want me - need me, for the rest of your natural life. Your body will forever crave my crimson kiss, and that, I'm afraid, is by design.
There's no use fighting it, my sweet. You were fated to be mine. And Mother will take such good care of you.
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