Author: puckwritessmut

Trans(censendence) – POV, T4T, body worship

I love being on my knees for you. Feeling your hands on my head. Your fingers winding in my hair, pressing my mouth further down on your cock. Tasting your sweet nectar that coats my chin. There’s no way this wouldn’t be messy.

Your breath hitches deep in your throat.

“Fuck, baby.”

I look up at you. Your eyes are closed, your head tilted back. Your mouth open just enough for the moan to escape. The stubble on your chin catches the light. Dark shading against your dark skin.

I close my eyes— the better to breathe in the scent of you. The rich musky taste of your cock and your cunt. The way you coat my tongue.

I can feel your pulse with every movement of my lips. The way your press against me insistently. How the warmth spreads as you get closer to climax.

Watching you in ecstasy is exquisite. The way your back arches, the way your legs spread wider. The way the curls of hair nestle against the scars that criss-cross your chest. I’m enveloped in every way. Read more »

(Un)bound and flying – POV, shibari/kinbaku, sensory deprivation

The rope is soft. Well-oiled. It snakes over your skin delicately, the tails whipping ever so gently to thread through the bight and form the next knot.

Please keep in mind that if I’m cruel, it’s only because you asked for it. You *did* ask for it. We talked about this. It was *your* idea, even.

You begged and pleaded with me to play with rope. To see what kind of pretty pain we could create. Just for you. You wanted this.

What could I do but oblige? You looked so good on your knees. The way your eyes got so big when you said you had an idea. That we didn’t have to do it if I didn’t want to. That it was entirely my call.

But you had an idea.

*Tell me.*

You wanted to fly.

***

First, the blindfold. Not to dull, but to heighten your senses. *If you can’t see me, how do you know I’m there?*

The lines weave together, my arms wrapping around you, pulling you close to form the chest harness. Back and forth, the ropes intertwine, latching onto each other, becoming stronger and stronger. I feed another thread into the creation, leading it into the rig. Read more »

POV: A Quarantine Agreement- [Mdom/NBsub] [roommates] [petplay]

“Who do you belong to?” You look into my eyes until I squirm under your gaze and have to look away.

“You, Daddy.” *Fuck, I belong to you.*

***

I don’t think either of us intended our housing situation to become this. It might’ve even been a joke at first, sitting on the couch together watching movies and getting high, casually dropping comments about our sexual frustration into the ether between us. ‘I’m down if you’re down,’ but both a little too nervous to actually be *down* down. To say something directly.

Somewhere around April, that changed. Now there *wasn’t* a possibility of a world outside our apartment, and we both were cooped up and pent up. You’d never been with a nonbinary person before and I hadn’t slept with a cis-het dude since high school, but a few tokes in and I was more than happy to spend the night screaming your name.

The next morning you were humming while you made me pancakes. When I shyly looked into our shared living room through *your* door in *your* t-shirt, you didn’t hesitate to stride across the room to push me roughly against the wall. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, you dragged me back into your room and shoved me face first down on your bed. You quickly got a condom on before thrusting your cock deep inside my cunt. Read more »