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The naoto episodes got me gritting my teeth a bit…
#u guys got to understand im such a die hard womaniser (i turn people into women . thats the. thats the joke im not misogynistic) but naoto#naoto is a TRANS GUY! DUDE! MAN! and i will die on this hill#fucking pisisng me awffff#lowkey only MAN i will defend until i die im so srs#dont piss me awffffff#hes my little guy#WAHHYGHHHH#sorry that transmasc deal with internalised misogyny its a whole thing. yes. it happens. let it go.#bitting bitting bitting#you dont really want to become a man :D WHAT PART OF PERFORIMH GENDER AFFIRMING SURGERY ON HIMSELF EVEN IF IT KILLS HIM GIVES YOU THAT IMPRE#like huh? hhuuh??? huh??#my posts
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So there's a scenario I've fantasized about many times. Featuring mutual pining and B as a male, closeted snzfucker.
A and B are sneaking around, investigating for some sort of mission or case. They think they are alone when they hear movement. The person/group they are investigating is back sooner than anticipated, and they need to hide fast. The closest hiding spot is either a small closet or an empty storage chest. There's barely enough room for them both as long as they are pressed closely against each other, A spooned within B.
The situation is already massively awkward for both, realizing their bodies are pushed so close together. But even more so for A when they realize the spot they're hiding in hasn't been cleaned in forever, and they are particularly sensitive to dust. There isn't enough room for A to move their arms and rub at the steadily increasing tickle in their sinuses, and their breath begins to hitch.
B's heart skips a beat as they both hear and feel the way A's breath stutters in their chest.
"Shit... A, are you going to..." B is whispering, face burning up, unable to finish the sentence out loud. They can feel A nod against them.
"It's so, du-huh-dusty in here. I don't- think hiiih I can h-hhuh-hold it b-baaahck." A's breath just gets itchier. Voices outside get louder as the people they are hiding from enter the same room.
B already feels like they are gonna melt from A's trembling, shaky gasps, when they finally succumb to a sneezing fit.
"Hnnt'ch! Hi'KGnt-huuh. Huh'ktch- hND'kch- hNKT!" A does their best to stifle their sneezes, but the force of them still has their body trying to pitch forward with each one. They are mortified, wondering if their crush is grossed out by the display and inadvertent movement.
But B has to bite their lip and hold their breath. They have heard A sneeze a few times before, but even their stifles are adorable and hot. More importantly though, they can feel the way A's entire body trembles and jerks with each sneeze. And especially given how the movement is involuntary, B gets so incredibly flustered at the way A's ass grinds up against their cock in their body's attempts to pitch forward.
A has to catch their breath after the fit. But their breath begins to hitch again. "Oh f-huuuh-huuck. I'm s-so so-hiih-sorry! The t-hiiih-tickle won't go a-away! I have to s-sne- hiii'nKT sneeze so baahh hUP'tnkk bad! Hng'tshh! H'kTSs! Hid'nkt-hnkt-hksSHH! Hi'gtTCHhh!"
B can feel their erection grow through the fit. They try everything they can to will it down, but their mind struggles to focus on anything other than how itchy, desperate, and adorable A's sneezes are, and how their body jolts with each one, their ass rubbing and pressing on the hardening member. Their body betrays them, and they're mortified, knowing A will notice their arousal, and probably be disgusted in them.
After the second fit, A stiffens in shock, able to feel B's erection pressed hard against their ass. They feel pleasure start to pool in themselves in response. "B... is- is that..." A can feel the small space rise in temperature from the heat radiating from B's face.
"Fuck, sorry! I-I can't control it! Just ignore it, please." B wishes the people outside would leave already to spare them any further humiliation.
"B, i-it's alright. Don't hiih, don't worry abo-abou-hhuuh about i-iihh-it! HIG'nnT!" A flinches in shock from hearing B choke back a moan, their hips twitching forward in time to A's ass pushing back against them. "B... are you- hiihh- hi'NGT! Turned on by m-huuh-my htCH'shh-HGT'ss snee- sneezing?" A's voice somehow dipping quieter in that last word from their already hushed conversation.
B, too mortified to speak just nods against A, burying their face in the other's hair.
A's face goes red in understanding, realizing this might mean B is into them, meaning the crush could be mutual. Hearing the conversation outside die down, A realizes the people are leaving, and in a few minutes. They will be in the clear.
"Hey, B? If you want, you... don't have to hold yourself back while we're stuck in here. We can talk more about this once we are in the clear." A offers, feeling their nose begin to twitch again.
"...You sure?" B isn't sure if all their blood just rushed to their face or their cock.
"Yeah, especially since- huuuhh all the d-dust is st-hiihh-still making m-my n-no-hihHh-nose itch so b-baah-HIDK'tCH! Hng't-HK'tch-HNG'guh! Hihh hhiiihHhHh hiT'ngk! Hk'tch! Hihh-GNDt! Fuck..."
B lets a few quiet whimpers and moans out, hips jutting forward to each sneeze, cock grinding hard as A's ass jerks back against it.
Breaths are getting heavy when A is certain they are alone once more, and steps out of their hiding place. They can see just how flushed B is, and the tent strained in their pants. A's nose still itches from all the dust they were subjected to, and they smile.
"Before we finish our... huuuhh... investigation... how about we... ta-hiiih-take care of this little p-pro-huhh-problem f-f-hihh hih, hHISH'IEWW! HassSSHhiiuhhh! HingssshHIOO! First! Htch'GSHHiew!"
Seeing the smirk on A's face, B isn't sure if they died and went to some kinky paradise. Seeing as A not only likes them back, but also accepts and is willing to indulge their particular kink. But they sure as hell wouldn't pass this opportunity up.
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