❥・𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖉・❥

・❥ New experience (🔞)

(Kinks; pegging that's like the main thing)

It was late, I was visiting strawberry and the gals but to my surprise, chocolate and vanilla had went on a mini trip together, they said they would be back tomorrow.

I sat on the couch watching television, strawberry was in the kitchen, warming up some food.

I look over at her, her brow furrowed as she wrote something down, I always liked watching her work as she seemed so passionate about it.

*God I'm gay.*

I walk over to her and she looks over at me briefly before going back to look at the paper, "So are you staying the night?" She flipped her braids, putting her hand on her hip, "Do you want me too?"

"It would be nice to cuddle one of my girlfriends tonight." She smiles and I blush, "I didn't bring any clothes or my to-go bag..."

"You left it over here, remember?" I nod, "Oh yeah! I forgot!"

She giggles, lifting my chin up, "You're so cute."

I was a blushing mess, cupping my face, "I'll be over there in a second to cuddle." She says and I nod, "o-okay..."

My heart was racing, mostly because I wanted something from strawberry that I hadn't had in a while, I had been thinking about it too.

In the past when I had boyfriends of course it would only be me receiving, when I would date girls it would be the opposite, I knew strawberry enjoyed pegging but she never would offer to do it to me.

I didn't hate being the giver, I enjoyed it very much; but I felt like the gals didn't know I enjoyed receiving just as much.

I wasn't shy about things I wanted but when I would be asking strawberry to do something for me I would clam up and shut down.

*Maybe it's something about that dominant aura of hers...*

I see her putting her plate in the sink, walking over to me and sitting down.

"So what are we watching today?" She kisses my cheek, putting her arm around me, "Nothing really..."

"Are you okay?" She says in that soothing tone of her, her hand resting on my collarbone area, "I... can I ask you something?"

Strawberry turns down the volume on the television, returning her attention to me, "Yes, anything."

"So... I assume you like pegging..." *What I am doing.*

She nods, "I do..."

"Well... I was wondering... would you ever... you know..."

"You know...?"

I gulp looking down at my kitty cat house shoes, "You know... peg me? Or are you not okay with that?"

She scoffs and smiles, "Why would I not be okay with it?" I look at her a little surprised, "Well I mean...I do have... the equipment so maybe you would see it as a waste of time or—."

She stops me, "Lemon, if you want me to peg you I will." She says sternly, "I want you to feel satisfied, and if that's something you want, I'll make it happen."

I blush again and she raises my chin, "Okay?" I nod, "o-okay strawberry..."

We sit down talking a bit to calm my nerves, I felt relieved but also what else could I expect.

Strawberry was that type of gal who had no judgment, it was apparent when I confessed to them about being intersex early before we all became official, of course she would still keep the same stance on this.