#good lesbian morning

[drippingwetworld]

happy lesbian morning everyone!

i love having butch gender euphoria!

[7roaches]

sorry that took like an hour i stopped to eat dinner heres my idea

[butchedup]

therapy isn’t enough i need my strap so deep in her guts we have a pregnancy scare

[dolliewlw]

fat femmes can save your life btw!!!!!

[kennaunderthemoon]

this is a sign to grow your bush, some lesbian out there needs you to.

[sevikasenby]

thinking about sevika having her hand wrapped around throat, holding you down while she fucks you after telling her you want her to use you for her own pleasure. you’re going completely limp under her because it feels too fucking good and “you just need mommy to use this pretty cunt of yours huh”

AGELESS BLOGS, MINORS AND MEN DNI, YOU WILL BE BLOCKED

[pickledillytea]

Untouched

Photo credit: @/lesbeanlatte

Fan art that inspired fan fiction.

Untouched

~*~

Vi’s skin is soft, the softest thing you’ll ever get the privilege to touch. Despite it being made up of hard tendons and bulging muscles painted in intimidating permanently black marked mechanics and robot-like designs, Vi is anything but just brute force.

In fact, Caitlyn is the only one that sees through the tough exterior, sees past the chronic stiff posture, always ready to fight. It is rare if she finds Vi completely relaxed. When it’s just them however, Vi lets her guard down a little but really Caitlyn only sees the real Vi when she’s asleep, when she’s completely oblivious to the rest of the world.

Only then does Vi succumb to the comfort Caitlyn is trying to give her in this new life, only then does she temper down and let her body be. Caitlyn often wakes up before Vi for exactly this reason. She revels in the relaxed state of her lover; wishes she could offer her more of it, to tell her she can be herself now, but until then, Caitlyn only has these stolen moments.

Every morning she would look at the sleeping Vi, whether she’s on her back or facing Caitlyn or away from her, she admires every angle. Her fingers itch to touch every inch of Vi regardless of her peaceful dreams but Cait refrains, she lets Vi rest, deservedly so, on most occasions.

Today, Vi is turned away from her, the expanse of her back on full display while cast in soft hews from the still early morning sunlight slowly streaming through the sheer curtains. Cait traces the oil black cogs and gears with her eyes at first, memorising every swirl of the billowing smoke clouds that make up her tattoo, not that she hasn’t studied it in depth already but she finds something new every time.

The depiction is such a stark reminder of Vi’s past that Caitlyn’s heart aches, not for the first time, for the Zaunite and she wonders if that feeling will ever go away. The feeling to protect her from the world.

For some reason Cait feels especially overprotective of Vi this morning. She can’t help but slowly reach over, tracing the outline of the tattoo with her finger tip but never touching, not yet. She feels a tingling all the way down the extremity hovering over skin, memories of its previous encounters flashing through her mind which in turn has a visceral reaction on her body, her touch remembers all the moments. Cait yearns to press into her, to let the ink bleed into her touch and stain her skin, to melt into Vi wholeheartedly so that she can just have a little part of her forever marred into her flesh.

Not only does Cait feel protective of Vi’s body but she’s also very much attracted to it - drawn to it. Every contour of her body, every curve, every line, every defined muscle sensually pulls her in. The slow breathing of her torso, lifting, expelling and expanding of shoulders in slow succession distracts her from her initial task of ghost painting Vi’s tattoo and instead has her needy, wanting, aching. 

The hand that was suspended in the air, slips underneath the covers and Caitlyn reaches the place feeling neglected all of a sudden. She’s surprised to learn how wet she already is and Vi wasn’t even awake to have caused this effect on her. Just her mere presence alone had her in tethers. Cait slips her fingers between her own folds, a pool of wetness welcoming her at the base and she swallows the moan threatening to escape at the sensitivity of her cunt.

She gets lost in the feel of her fingers slowly moving up and down, collecting her own fast accumulating juices which she spreads over her hardening clit. This paired with watching Vi sleep peacefully, unbeknownst to her activities behind her back, somehow has her eager and panting already. Her hips slowly start to gyrate against the mattress, riding, rocking, rolling against her hand. The moan this time escapes before she can suppress it and Vi twitches. Cait stills, waiting to see if she woke Vi but sighs with relief when she doesn’t turn around, scolding herself at the slip.

Slowly she starts back up, a pulse quickening her ministrations. It wouldn’t be long now. She finds her pace and again focuses on Vi solely, the long pink hair she’s letting grow cascades down her defined back, sliding down her spine and it looks so soft. Cait has a sudden urge to run her fingers through the tendrils, pull at them while she plasters herself against Vi’s back. She imagines herself grinding into Vi’s well shaped ass that fits against her perfectly like a puzzle piece, bouncing back and forth and burying her nose in the back of Vi’s neck, consuming her while fucking herself harder.

Caitlyn jolts at the first sign of her pending orgasm shooting down her groin and hurries her administration, rubbing faster, messier and with abandon. The sound coming from her sopping cunt is sinful as hell and filling the room in stereo but she didn’t care about that right now, quiet be damned. She bites down on the pillow just as something snaps deep within her and then she convulses violently.

She lets her orgasm wash over her in wave after wave. She soothingly circles her clit, prolonging her orgasm until she can’t stand the stimulation and removes her soaking hand. Her skin now sweaty and covered with a light sheen of sweat is already cooling over her naked back. She waits for her heartbeat to even out too before she finally resurfaces for a much needed breath, a dark spot of her spit left behind on the pillow case.

For a moment she basks in the bliss, her body humming with pleasure. If only it had been Vi’s fingers fucking her. She shudders at the thought, contemplating whether she should wake up her still sleeping girlfriend and beg for a proper release. The thought of Vi’s deft fingers filling her up like only she knows how has her positively salivating and she clenches around nothing. The hell with it, she thinks and reaches over to touch Vi’s back in the hopes of waking her up but she pauses before ever reaching her destination.

“Having fun without me, Cupcake?”

[imjusthella-gay]

i wanna wake a girl up with my mouth on her neck n my fingers deep inside her

[apricotprincess2]

❣️Buen día :) ❣️

[7roaches]

half assed killermare doodlies

[butchedup]

the way she comes undone under my touch so quickly that it doesn’t even take one minute of teasing her with the tip of my strap before she’s trying to fuck herself on it, desperately whining and begging me to put it in, to go deep, to split her open because she needs me

[humblepoet26]

I dyed my hair yesterday but that's probably not the most important thing about this photo. Have a great week you beautiful pervs 😘✨️

[alienfailboy]

you know the fanship is good when you can't tell if the screen shot is edited

[cesttresdur]

Good morning

[sevikasenby]

wake up call.

summary: (trans sevika :) you wake up to sevika touching herself early in the morning thinking you’re asleep. rating: explicit, MDNI wc: 1,842

it was one of sevika’s rare off days from work. a full day that is. there have only been a few instances where the stars align correctly and the universe has mercy on sevika for once. there’s no more damned paperwork to do (for today at least) and silco doesn't need sevika to go run errands for him, which often lead to her getting cuts and bruises. 

neither of you bother setting an alarm, you can sleep in till whenever. a lot of time you hope to wake up first so you can make breakfast before sevika wakes up, sometimes even bringing her breakfast in bed because she absolutely deserves it. you don’t always get to the breakfast in bed part because sevika’s only a light sleeper when you’re not in bed with her, she senses that you’re not there and wakes up to come into the kitchen with you. 

when you woke up this morning, you were too tired to open your eyes just yet. however, you noticed you weren’t laying on top of sevika, not even cuddled up next to her. that was weird. then you noticed the quiet sound of sevika’s heavy breathing…and a faint wet noise? 

slowly peeling your eyes open, you were met with sevika, not too far from you, her pajama pants and boxers pulled down a little with her cock out, stroking it. 

fuck. 

you didn’t want to interrupt just yet, only wanted to watch her, feeling your mouth water and clit start throbbing. you could tell her mech hand was gripping the sheets next to her as she spread the bead of precum over her tip with her thumb.  

her hand slid gently up and down her very clear hard cock, seemingly not wanting to go too fast so she didn’t wake you up, but fuck, were you awake now.

you didn’t know if you wanted to just watch her jerk off beside you while thinking you’re asleep or interrupt her so she could fuck your brains out because the longer you watched, the harder your clit throbbed, almost painfully so. 

it wasn't until you heard her moan softly, her mech hand coming up to cover her mouth, clearly not expecting the moan to escape, that you decide to interrupt her morning activity. 

“havin’ fun?”

her head whipped around to look at you. “oh fuck, you’re awake.” she panted, not sounding too surprised that you clearly had been watching her, she sounded relieved. 

you grinned as you sat up, scooting closer to her and running your hand up her chest to her neck and then cupped her scarred cheek. “wanna tell me why you’re touching yourself so early, baby?”

“had a dream ‘bout you, couldn’t wait.” she was still stroking herself, panting harder now. her hair was all messy with strands of it falling in her face. 

you didn’t waste any time kissing her, her lips moving roughly against yours. your hand found its way underneath her shirt to tease one of her sensitive nipples, rolling it between your fingers. “i need you so bad.” she moaned against you. 

“i know, and you’ll get me, but only after you get me a little more wet and then you can fuck me however you want.”

you leaned back to take off your underwear, leaving your (sevika’s) t-shirt on and swung your leg over her so you could straddle her face. her mech hand came to wrap around your thigh and her flesh hand continued to touch herself but you stopped her, telling her not to because you didn’t want her to cum just yet. 

both hands wrapped around your thighs now, pulling you all the way down onto her mouth. her tongue came to lick a fat stripe all the way up your cunt to your clit, taking your clit in her mouth and sucking on it. you moaned as you gripped onto the headboard of the bed with one hand and the other was on top of her head, tangling your fingers in her hair. 

you took a second to look back, seeing sevika’s leaking cock twitch every now and again. “oh, you’re so wet for me, sev.” you told her, just to feel her moan against your cunt. 

grinning, you looked down at her, her eyes closed, so focused on pleasing you. you ran your hand through her hair, getting her to look up at you. 

“so fuckin’ pretty eating me out.” you praised her, making her moan again. 

she began lapping hungrily at your arousal that was seeping into her mouth, the pleasure making shivers go up your spine. 

her tongue probed at your entrance before slipping inside of you, both of you moaning as your your wet walls clenched around her. you couldn’t help but grind against her tongue while you rubbed at your sensitive clit.

when you felt yourself getting close, you lifted yourself off of her, hearing her whine softly. “well you wanna continue eating me out or you wanna fuck me?” you teased her. 

you were flipped onto your back a second later and you automatically spread your legs to give her the access she wanted. her pretty cock was still leaking with precum as she lined herself up with your wet entrance that was clenching around nothing. 

she hadn’t been bothered to take off her boxers or shirt as she finally guided herself into you, feeling the familiar yet welcome stretch and burn as she pushed every inch inside you till she bottomed out, a guttural moan leaving her. 

“you feel so damn good, baby, so much better than my dream.” 

you moaned at the praise, moving you hand down your stomach. “oh god, you’re so fucking deep,” you moaned, feeling the bulge she was creating inside you. “it’s like i was made to take you.”

sevika growled. “you can’t just say shit like that.” she started fucking you, it was slow at first so you could get use to her but quickly became faster, harder, making you cry out in pleasure. 

you tugged at her shirt, wanting her closer. she did as you wished and you were able to cup her face and pull her in for a kiss. 

“that feels so  fuckin’ good, sev.” you moaned against her lips. 

you could hear the squelching sound of her pounding into your pussy. you were so wet now that she was slipping in and out of you with ease. 

she pushed down on your lower stomach, now hitting the spot that made you see stars, getting you close. “please don’t stop, please don’t stop.” you begged. 

“don’t you worry, baby, i’m not stopping till you cum on my cock as many times as i want.”

your eyes rolled back as you felt yourself getting closer and closer, reaching down to rub your neglected clit till you eventually tip over the edge, your hands moving to grip sevika’s back and your legs shaking. sevika was almost instantly after you, moaning into your neck and cumming inside you, feeling your cunt pulsing around her. 

she stopped and pulled out, but only to take her boxers and pajama pants off and flipped you onto your stomach, raised your knees up before continuing to fuck you from behind, making you whine at the overstimulation.  

“come on now, you can take it, can’t you?”

you nodded as best you could with your face pressed against the pillows. sevika positioned herself over you, feeling her chest pressed against your back. 

“yeah, my pretty baby takes anything i give them.” sevika cooed in your ear, her thrusts never faltering. 

soon the overstimulation became only pleasure as sevika pumped her cock in and out of you, fucking you deeper and hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. you could feel cum, a mix of yours and sevika’s, dripping out of you and onto the bedsheets below, even some dripping down your thigh. 

sevika’s own moans filled your ears, strings of curses falling from her lips. if there was anything better than her fucking you, it was hearing and knowing that she felt good, that you were making her feel good. it was why you debated on just watching her this morning, hearing her trying to be quiet while she touched herself, trying not to moan to loudly, it was music to your ears. 

"oh fuck!” your eyes rolled back again as she latched onto your neck, sucking a mark into your soft skin. your moans were nearly being muffled by the pillow your head was resting on. 

sevika’s flesh hand came to grip the top of your own that was gripping the bedsheets, letting your fingers intertwine. 

it wasn’t much longer that you felt your orgasm hit you like train. “fuck i’m cumming!”

“me too, baby.”

your legs trembled and your back arched as she came inside you again, fucking you both through your orgasms. she pulled out, not wanting to cause overstimulation this time. you flipped yourself over onto your back, letting your legs and knees rest and fall flat against the bed.

sevika came and laid her full weight on top of you, burying her face in your neck, still breathing heavy. you wrapped your arms around her, running your hand up and down her back while you both caught your breath. 

“you okay?” you asked her. 

“mhm, goin’ back to sleep.” she murmured. 

you chuckled. “we gotta get cleaned up first, sev.” she only hummed in disapproval, not wanting to get from her comfy spot on your chest. 

“and i hate to break to you, but the sheets definitely need to be washed.” she groaned this time, looking up at you. you leaned down to kiss the pout off her face. 

“come on.”you told her and you both finally got up. she started tugging at the sheets to take them off but you gently smacked her hand away, telling her to just go into the bathroom. she did and you gathered some clean clothes for each of you before following her. you both cleaned up and used the bathroom, getting into the clothes you brought which were just t-shirts and clean underwear. 

you told her to go get comfy on the couch and that you would be there in a minute. you gathered up the sheets that needed to be cleaned and took them and threw them in the washer. 

after you started the washer you went to the living room, seeing sevika sitting on the couch clearly waiting for you. there was a glass of water on the coffee table that she must’ve went and got for you and her, seeing as it was already half empty. 

you took a drink before you both lay down on the couch, you on the inside resting on sevika’s chest. she draped a blanket over you before wrapping her arm around your back and kissing the top of your head. 

“i love you.” you yawned, cuddling more into your girlfriends chest, feeling yourself growing more tired.

“i love you too.” 

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[thetorturedbutchdepartment]

oh my mommy kink goes so fucking hard sometimes when i think about some stuff gjdjdjsjdjsd 😵‍💫😵‍💫