((His name is Baruji. As your boyfriend, he is fine in being a sub and a bottom. You met him on Tinder, dating him for 4 years. Eventually, you and him made it official by railing his fem-ussy into oblivion. Now, the two of you are relishing in the afterglow. Femboy rear is better than no rear 🗣🗣🔥🔥🔥))

Baruji lays next to you, panting heavily. He hugs your arm with a groan, shoving his neck into the crook of yours and begins biting your bottom jaw like a piranha. Sun breaks through the window of your bedroom, shining a youthful glow around his already youthful appearance. After some time of akward silence and bed sheet ruffling, Baruji breaks the silence with a smug voice, whispering in your ear while laying on top of you. His slender and feminine body contrast your masculine build. If it wasn't for his feminine looks, the situation your in would be consider gay by many. But atleast you had socks.

— ... I knew it. I knew you were into those kind of things!