Firstly, I'd like to apologize for taking so long to update! I had a senior honors thesis presentation at university and I procrastinated on it as usual, severely dwarfing my allotted fic-writing time. Additionally, I hit a patch of internal debate as to where to take the story from there, and I think this route may be most believable/realistic. I'm trying to avoid cliché, happy, quickly gratifying resolutions. This chapter was quite difficult for me to write for personal reasons. Anyways, without any further ramblings, enjoy the chapter~
Murdoc:
Your head is still spinning. It's not quite sure what to think. You wonder if he, well she has told Russ or Noodle about this secret identity. You did say you understood. You suddenly feel sick about lying. Because actually you have not fucking clue how to understand. She's obviously female wearing men's clothing. It's not a bad thing, but why hide it, you wonder. That experience felt like previous ones you've had with other women—not with a man by any stretch of the imagination.
NO, you repeat to yourself. It isn't. Can't be. Or at least you can't let her find out what games your mind's playing. She's laying next to you, chest rising and falling as she's lost in a deep slumber. Her alabaster skin glows softly in the dim light as the sheets cling gently to the curve of her hip. You lean over to touch your long, slender finger to her shoulder, trailing it down along her arm, slowly burying your head in the crook of her neck, gently kissing the soft skin. It makes sense. Why you've been so attracted to 2-D, and realizing this, you almost breathe a silent sigh of relief.
She stirs, mumbling something as her eyes flutter open and she leans into your touch. You wrap your arms around her from behind, squeezing her breasts in your hands, pinching the nipples between your fingers as she gasps softly, her backside making contact with your dick as she—he—no, she— snuggles closer to your body. Fuck. You're getting hard again. You trail kisses down her neck and back, sucking at the skin just hard enough to summon tiny bruises. You roll over so that you are on top of her, and her hollow eyes meet yours, a lovely blush creeping its way onto her cheeks as you bury your face between her breasts. They are small and slightly saggy—from all the binding, you presume, but still perfect in your eyes. She lets out a moan as she arches her back into your ministrations. Your kisses travel lower, meeting her bellybutton, then lower and lower. You spread her legs a bit wider with your hands, holding them open as your lips meet the inside of her thigh. She's wet and you switch one of your hands to between her legs, slowly and teasingly rubbing up and down her slightly swollen, pink folds. "F-uuuck…"she moans, looking down at you. You meet her eyes, licking your lips as you insert your middle finger into her dripping cunt slowly. Her eyes flutter shut and you bend down, pressing your lips to her clit and sucking at it gently before flicking your tongue out against the small fleshy nub. Her hands fly to bury themselves in your hair, pressing your head down a bit as she lets out a slow, loud moan. You insert another finger, curling them against her g-spot while continuing to run your tongue between her folds expertly. Her moans become more frequent and sound increasingly needy.
Your lips are moist with her fluids as you swirl your tongue around and around in circles, alternating between licking and sucking. You pause to tug at one of her folds with your teeth before diving back and humming against her skin. Her head is tilted back against the pillow, mouth open. "Muds…ahhhh," she moans, and you can tell she's getting close. "Fuck..I'm..gonna cum…"
You smile, capturing her clit in your lips and sucking at it while swirling your tongue as you add a third finger, applying even more pressure to her g-spot.
"Fuuuuuuuuck," she moans loudly, and climaxes, her legs wrapping around you and shaking a bit. You lean up again, sliding your body back up and you smile at her, your lips moist as you press them to hers, the tip of your throbbing cock against her wetness. She's breathing heavily, and your hands travel to her breasts again as you massage them in slow, circular motions, positioning yourself at her entrance once more, precum practically dripping into her needy cunt. She makes no protest as you slowly slide inside her, the tight muscles hugging your cock deliciously as you slide back out before ramming back inside her hot, moist, welcoming pussy. She moans again, nails raking across your back, raising angry red welts in their wake.
And then she starts talking.
Like, dirty.
Hot, needy Porn star dirty.
"Fuck, harder.
I want to feel you inside me.
Every inch, Muds.
Wreck me and fill me til I'm spilling over."
SHIT. You're so turned on. Your thrusts increase as she begs.
"…And then I'll kneel over your face as you lick up every last bit of it running down my legs."
You can't hold it any longer, and with one final, unexpected thrust, you ejaculate deep inside her as her muscles tighten around your before you pull out and finish onto her chest and face, ribbons of hot, white fluid landing on the lovely swells of her breasts and a bit landing on her lips and left cheek. She grins, licking it away.
And that's when you make the biggest fucking mistake of your entire life.
Leaning down, you kiss her cheek, saying, "You're such a lovely person, Faceache. And you're beautiful. You shouldn't be ashamed of being a woman."
WHACK.
Her—his—no, still her—brows furrow and her fist makes contact with your face.
And again.
And again.
Hard.
And just like that, she wraps the sheets around her and runs out the door sobbing.
Your own blood trickles from your nose, its crimson drops dripping onto the sheets below, mixing with the faint stains of hers from when you took a piece of her that she—he—no, still she will never get back.
Shit, it's sad again. But I just wanted to make it realistic. From personal experience, I am painfully aware of just how difficult it is for people to make the mental shift between genders when you're trans*. They do NOT automatically change your pronouns or in this case, adjust to the new reality. It WILL get happier, I promise. Reviews would be lovely, please! Thanks, and til next update~
-Robin