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You ask him a question.
"hm?"
He turned to look at you, away from the television. You both decided to go into his house for…reasons. He told you something interesting before, something about himself. You got rather curious, and needed confirmation.
"did you ask about-"
You confirm.
"ah…right."
He scratched the back of his skull, always trying to avoid the subject. He might've thought you would forget, but he underestimates you. He seemed bothered he accidentally misspoke, as if you were his judge.
"well…y'know skeletons like me can change their gender…sometimes i do it if it's part of my comedy act…and…"
You ask him to elaborate.
"and…well, uhm, it's fun sometimes…"
"but- i don't do it much- i prefer being a guy. so uh, if you're worried about that-"
You don't mind.
"you…don't?"
Why should you? You love him to bits. The fact he could even do that, and he hid it from you, makes you want to know why exactly he tried to hide it.
"i thought…you wouldn't like it so i didn't really tell you."
You want to know exactly when, or where he thought you wouldn't like it. Does he need a reminder from you, to show exactly how much you love him? How much you think of him beneath you, moaning for you, wanting you…
You think he does need a reminder.
"what's that look for?"
You tell him you would like to meet his cat.
"my cat? i don't-"
"...oh."
He's looking rather flushed, his eyelights looking in a random direction, gazing at something other than you. You want him to look at you, you need him to look at you. You want to see more of his blushing cheekbones, the way he makes you feel, you want to make him feel the way you do for him.
"i don't mind. but of course if you don't-"
You tell him that no matter the gender, you would still love him regardless. You want him to be loved the same way he makes you feel loved. Just for a moment, a passing breeze, for him to understand just how you feel.
"okay, okay. i…i think my cat wants to see you too."
You were now in his room, him sitting on his bed still taking his clothes off. You were more than ready, and he still looked like he had doubts. He's only taken his hoodie off, and he's very painstakingly slowly taking his shirt off.
You walk over to him, grabbing his shirt's hem, offering to help him. He seems to accept your offer, as he does little to protest. As you lift, you stop midway at his ribcage. He looked a bit worried, but it soon turned to embarrassment when you asked why he still had his mittens on.
"uh…no reason."
You ask if he's also going to keep his socks on.
"...maybe?"
You ask if he's actually okay with you doing this.
"yeah, i trust you. but uh…don't be too rough at the start."
You nod, finishing getting rid of his shirt, throwing it down at a random location in his room. His tits glowed a blue hue, nips still flat, something you'll have to fix. You lightly lick one of his nipples, using your hand to caress the other.
He moaned lowly, keeping his voice to a minimum. You wonder if the reason why he doesn't go 'girl mode' would be because he's sensitive, as if his body is still not used to the sensations of being a woman.
He seems to be enjoying himself now, decided to suck on his tits, squeezing a bit more firmly. You see his eye sockets closed as the noises he makes is music to you. You decide to busy your mouth on his boney teeth, using your free hand to cup his cheekbone.
He hesitates only for a moment, allowing access to his mouth. You use the hand fondling his breast to trail down to his groin area. It slithers to his waistband, grabbing it as you separate from the kiss.
"please."
Please what?
" mm …meet my pussy, she wants to see you."
You lifted him up enough to get rid of his shorts. You got rid of that clothing so damn fast that he chuckled at it. Oh my God. His face just makes you want to fuck the life out of him…metaphorically.
You noticed he was already wet, pushing him on his back and making your fingers enter him. You inserted two, but you could tell by the way he squirmed he wasn't used to it. You softly caressed his skull, as his breathing had picked up ever so slightly.
You ask if this is too much.
"i'm- ngh - okay."
You decide not to move inside of him. You wait for him to get used to your fingers, he looked at you as if you waiting for him was a burden. You lean in for another kiss, his body relaxing as the kiss went on.
Your fingers move inside his vagina at a slow pace, moaning inside your mouth. His mitten hands clung to the mattress as your movement picked up. You separated the kiss to start licking his axis.
"a-ah- mmh - you make me feel- hngh - so good."
You bit him, fingers deep inside him as you kept leaving bite marks all over his collarbone. He arched his spine as he came around your fingers, panting as his highlights looked hazy.
You descend to his vagina, fingers still inserted inside, and start licking his clit. You once again start to move your fingers in him, starting off at a slow pace, only now you're licking him as well.
As he newly came, his adorable little self was a bit more sensitive to touch than before. He twitched and moaned, clinging desperately to the mattress as your finger moved faster again.
"you're so- huff - ah- so good to me. y-you're-"
He got interrupted as he moaned audibly as he came, getting some of his cum inside your mouth. He was such a mess, your lovely mess. Now that he's all wet and loose, you can now enter him as planned.
Only the tip of it brushed his vagina before another moan came out of him. He was so damn sensitive, it's driving you wild. He's so sweaty from just you pleasuring him, his eyelights looked at your direction when you still hadn't entered him.
You asked for his consent.
He nodded, but you wanted him to tell you personally. He has a mouth, he can use it.
"you- huff - you can…please do. please. i want you."
You enter inside of him, his spine arching as each inch that entered made his moan turn into groans of ecstasy. You see his grip on the mattress, and grab both of his mittens in a handhold over his head.
He's going to feel every sensation you have to offer.
Thrusting into him might as well leave him breathless. He's become such a mess underneath you, he tries to speak but it comes out as groans and moans. You slow your pace slightly to let him speak.
"you feel so- ffff- good- hah - please- hngh-"
You can see him struggling under you, a sweaty, leaking mess. You want to tease him more, so you exit him. You lift him up, laying on the mattress and putting him on top of you, his eyelights hazy and weary, his mouth drooling.
You kiss him again, he's such a mochi in the way he melts for you. You guide him to it, his tired self struggles to even lift himself towards it.
You love the way his pelvis moves, trying to line it inside his cum filled vagina. He takes several deep breaths before finally able to fit it in. He moaned a gasp, as it slid inside him quite quickly.
"mngh- you feel so good- so- so good- i love the way you make me feel. i love you so much. ffff- ah - i love you so much."
His face was looking at you as he laid on top of you, tits pressed against you.
You tell him it's breast he feels that way.
"pffft- i-"
You thrust in him suddenly, making him bounce a bit. You make sure to grab his pelvis this time with both hands, you wouldn't want him to accidentally fall off you. You tell him to continue his pun.
"i love-"
Another hard thrust.
"ghh- love you-"
You slam him into it.
"ah- ffff- mmmngh - with-"
You ram him in and out.
"gah- nghh - all-"
The slick and cum splashing in the air as you hold his pelvis firmly, fucking his vagina to oblivion.
" hnnngh -"
He heaved in a breath.
"my boobs."
You reward him by slamming into him ferociously. He came not long after, tears rolling down his sockets as he did. He slumped on you, only sleepily blinking at you.
"...thank you."
You tell him if he has trouble walking, you wouldn't mind carrying him bridal style.
"heh…i'd like that."
He seems to be falling asleep on you, but he seemed to have one thing last to say.
"did…did you feel good too?"
You tell him not to worry about it, because you already finished.