I hummed softly, reaching a hand up to run it through his hair. His ear twitched as my fingers grazed against the base. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, inhaling shakily as he rut his hips against mine. I tilted my head, groaning quietly as he sloppily kissed my neck.

"Hey, Bon?" I felt his cock twitch in his jeans as he leaned back to meet my eyes. His magenta eyes were blown black with lust, hips slowing to a stop.

"Yeah?" I flushed red as I tried to figure out how to phrase my question. I looked away, shaking my head.

"Never mind. I'll tell ya when we're done with...this." I gestured to where he'd subconsciously started dry humping me again. "You seem like you're close, anyhow." He shifted, straddling my waist as the lust faded from his eyes.

"What's wrong? Did I trigger something? It's okay if you want me to stop. I'm not him." I shook my head.

"No, no. It was more of an... experimentative-esque question. Just something that crossed my mind momentarily. Nothing about... that." I shifted, feeling my binder twist uncomfortably.

"What was it, love?" I reached up, cupping his face gently.

"I... I was wondering what you- well, how you- felt about... about... about getting pegged...?" I flinched as I finished the question. "I-I mean, like, later on, since... since we haven't... haven't gotten... intimate, like, naked intimate, uh, ever. A-And I'm rambling now, so I'm gonna shut up." He smiled softly, leaning down to kiss my forehead.

"You're adorable." He leaned back again, watching me as I pouted. "I've never put much thought into getting pegged, to be honest. Didn't think that far ahead, what with just taking baby steps and not trying to go too far. I mean, I guess it crossed my mind, way back before... before what he did to you. Like, when-we-first-met way back. Back when everything I thought would happen between the two of us was just a daydream. Just something to pass the time."

"You're rambling," I muttered, flushing red again.

"Now can I not when I'm talking about you?" I poked my tongue out at him.

"You've also avoided my question." He smiled cheekily, leaning down to rest his forehead against mine.

"I'd love to get pegged by you, love." I hummed, breath hitching as I looked up at him.

"O-Okay. Gonna keep that in mind. Uh... did you wanna finish this, or...?" He hummed, bucking his hips against mine.

"Is it okay?" I nodded, carding my fingers through his hair.

"Everything's okay with you." He smirked, rutting against me again.

"Now who's being cheesy?" I smiled, rubbing the base of his ear again. He moaned softly, jerking his hips into mine harshly. I gasped at the force, continuing my ministrations. He watched me, not stopping his motions.

"You... You okay, love?" I nodded, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and nuzzling into his neck. He hummed, hips stilling as he groaned lowly, gently nipping at my skin.

I gently kissed his neck, sighing softly as he all but collapsed on top of me comfortably. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight. "...love you," he mumbled into my skin. I smiled, carding my fingers through his hair again.

"Love you too, Bon." He shifted his hips, sighing softly. "You should probably change. That can't be comfortable." He shrugged, peeking open an eye to look at me.

"And give up holding you? Nah." I chuckled.

"C'mon. Get changed. You can hold me all night, but not if you've got cum in your pants." He groaned, getting up to change.

When he resumed holding me, he chuckled. "So, what brought on the question about pegging me? Didn't think you were so kinky, love."

I blushed, hazel eyes rising to meet his. "Well, I mean, I dunno. I mean, since... since I personally don't care much for orgasms and shit... I dunno. I dunno where I was going with it. Something I told myself would be nice to try for dysphoria, I think. Since it's been so bad lately... I dunno. A mix of dysphoria and wanting to pleasure you and curiosity, I guess." He nuzzled my jaw gently before shifting to meet my eyes.

"You know you don't always have to pleasure me, right? I love you no matter what. Our relationship doesn't revolve around sex." I nodded softly.

"Guess I'm just used to it. What with everything I went through with... with him, and that being my only other short distance relationship, I'm not used to not having to provide pleasure. Even if I don't care for it." He kissed my cheek.

"We'll figure it out, love. Baby steps, like we've been doing." I smiled at him.

"What in the world did I do to deserve you, Bon?" He smiled, kissing me gently.

"I don't know what I did to deserve you, either," he mumbled when he pulled back.

I flushed, running a hand through his hair. "I love you, Bon."

"Love you too, Dan."
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I fidgeted with my fingers, looking at him nervously. "So, uh, h-how do you want to do this?"

"It was your idea, love. However you want to do it." I shifted, messing with the buckles of the strapon. "We don't have to do it today. We could always do it another day. When you're sure about doing it." I shook my head.

"No, I'm sure about this. I just... don't know how to proceed. I mean, normally we just jump into the-the humping and grinding, but this is different. We need to do prep, a-and we need lube. Plus a condom if we don't wanna clean up the sheets after. There's a lot more that goes into this." He pulled me against his chest, nuzzling into my hair.

"It'll be okay, love. I can prep myself first, since I know how you are about that kinda thing. You don't even have to be nude. You can put some boxers and jeans on while I'm prepping. Sound good? Then we can get to the fucking part." I nodded, bolting for my dresser to grab some underwear and pants. Nudity wasn't my thing, that's for sure. I already had one of his shirts on so he couldn't really see anything.

I heard his moans from the other room as I situated the strapon under my jeans. I was grateful Bonnie was so understanding about how I felt. I sighed softly, running a hand through my hair before walking back to the bedroom. He smiled at me when he noticed me, kissing my forehead when I got closer.

"So, uh, what position did you wanna do this in?" He shrugged.

"Dunno. Never gotten fucked before. What do you think would be comfortable?" I hummed, not wanting to reflect on personal... experience to decide what would be comfortable for him.

"I can't hold you against a wall, so that's out." He chuckled.

"I figured on the bed would be good for our first time trying this." I nodded in agreement.

"Maybe just typical missionary?" He nodded.

"Okay. So, uh, how do you wanna proceed?" I leaned forward, kissing him gently as I pushed him back to lay on the pillows. He hummed, kissing back as I shifted to get comfortable. I reached down, fumbling to pull the strapon from my jeans, pulling away to press gentle kisses to his collarbone. Guiding the silicone to his ass, I gently thrust the tip in. He moaned softly, back arching as I slowly pushed in further. I watched his face for any sign of discomfort, making sure he was okay. I stopped when I was in to the hilt, watching him carefully.

His eyes opened, meeting my gaze. He smiled softly. "It's alright, love. You can move." I nodded, leaning down to kiss him as I started thrusting. He kissed back fervently, humming softly as his back arched in pleasure.

He pulled back, moaning softly. "Faster, love. Please." I complied, hearing his breath hitch as I did so. "I love you, love," he panted out, curling a hand around the back of my neck. I hummed, kissing him softly.

"Love you too." He moaned softly, hips shifting. "You alright, Bon?" He nodded.

"So close..." he mumbled, magenta eyes watching me desperately. I hummed, shifting my hips. I'd read enough smut to figure out what he wanted. He yelped in pleasure, and I figured I'd found it. I leaned down, kissing at his neck gently.

"Faster," he breathed. "So close..." I thrust faster, kissing his neck. He groaned, giving a keening whine as he came. I slowed to a stop before pulling out. He panted softly as he recovered, pulling me into a kiss.

"Love you," he hummed. I smiled.

"Love you too. You good?" He nodded.

"That was amazing. Thank you, love." I nodded, kissing his neck again.

"Thank you, babe. It helped my dysphoria tremendously." He smiled. "Now go clean up cause I want cuddles, Fluffbutt." He chuckled, sliding off the bed as I stood up. He kissed me briefly.

"Better change shirts." I poked my tongue out at him before poking his cheek. He kissed my neck briefly before walking off to the bathroom. I hummed, changing into a sports bra before working at the straps of the strapon. I tossed it to the side to take care of it later.

Bonnie walked back with a pair of boxers on, wrapping his arms around me from behind. I smiled, tilting my head to look at him. He kissed my forehead before lifting me up. I squealed as he tossed me on the bed, pulling me close and pulling the blankets over us. I rolled over, nuzzling into his chest.
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I am feeling way to self-indulgent lately

Love always,
Immortal-trash389