"I might be a femboy, but you're gonna be calling me daddy soon."
males x (mostly) dom!femboy reader
pretty much an aggressive dominate femboy idk dude
mostly short drabbles
(probably) slow and random updates lmao
might be ooc cause i haven't watche...
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Kenneth (Kenny) McCormick || South Park
french kissing, saliva, best boy imo
To say Kenny was 100% straight was completely wrong, more like pansexual or bisexual, maybe he doesn't even wanna label himself(which is totally acceptable). How'd he know? Well, you see, besides him dating a girl as well as an enby before, there is this one guy that confirmed his queerness. M/n L/n. In his opinion, that man is the sexist person to ever live- he's just *chefs kiss*.
"Yo, Kenny!" Your voice snapped him out his daze, causing him to look up at you(though his eyes did linger on your feminine outfit). He didn't even realize the last bell rang as most people had already left or is the walking out the door as we speak. Kenny hummed, letting you know that he heard you.
"Wanna come over?" You smirked, "nobody's home." And as if it was a sign from Damien himself, Kenny smirked back and nodded, already excited for the evening.
You know, when you asked him to come over, he was expecting something a little different than this. But here the both of you were, you playing a games campaign with him(willingly) laying on your bed, just openly admiring you from afar. With his perverted mind, he couldn't help but think of all the sinful things he could do right now, it made him excited.
"M/n," Kenny called, "I wanna show you something cool real quick, come 'ere." he watched as you paused the campaign to turn around and look at him(yes, he was that important to you for you to pause). You looked at him suspiciously but got up and went in front of him anyways.
"Yeah..? What do you w-" before you could even finish your sentence, he quickly pulled you into the bed with him, pinning you under him. He got in between your legs, one hand holding onto your hip with the other cradling your face.
"You've always been attractive," he said with a smirk, "but I think you'll look better with your face painted red and gasps coming out of your soft lips." As he mumbled that, his thumb comes down to press into your bottom lip. He thought he had it in the bag- but he looked confused once you started chuckling at him with a smirk on your lips.
"That's funny," you started as you quickly filled your positions, now with him under you, looking like you just gave him whiplash. "Cause I've been thinking of the same thing 'bout you, Kenneth." He blushed hard when you whispered that into his ear, little to zero people calls him his real name; he loved the way it rolled of your tongue.
You kissed him deeply, feeling your tongue explore every inch of his mouth, his hand that wasn't pinned down went up to your neck to pull you closer. He hazily opened his eyes(that he didn't even realize closed) when he felt you back away, both of you panting.
He was aroused at this point, especially when the string of saliva between you split. Your hand cupped his cheek for you to press your thumb on his tongue, keeping his mouth open. He swears he can see his own heart shaped iris' when looking into your eyes. He's 100% sure he's not straight.
