being a trans guy was pretty cool. you had nice top surgery scars and a supportive boyfriend, frank. but one thing that wasn’t that nice, periods. it was bloody and painful and kept coming back every month. but there with a uterus came the burden of ovulation and fertility. also known as that period of time where you got really hormonal and horny. or when the embryos dropped down to get fertilized.

usually you’d just power through it, ignoring your uterus’s constant breeding urge, its not like you had anyone to knock you up. but now, you had a loving boyfriend. and ovulation got ten times worse. it was like a primal instinct and everything in your body was telling you to get your virgin ass in bed and get this over with. and your boyfriend noticed.

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you were laying on the couch with your boyfriend, huddled up in the biggest fluffiest blanket you could find. and you were getting a bit.. heated. you felt so desperate, like a dog in heat.

and frank was noticing how off you were. not in a bad way. you just seemed so.. cuddly. so he tested something. he pressed against you slightly, in a very purposeful way.

“you ok darlin’?”

he asked softly, his tone slightly curious.