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Len is sitting at the dinner table with his family, trying his best to not pay attention to the rude, transphobic comments from his parents. He knows who he is, he's very sure of it. But his parents talk like he was a freak, like he was not the same person as when he was their "daughter". Like "she" was not even there.
"Rin, why can't you be more like your friend, (y/n)? She's pretty, feminine and obedient!" Len's mom asks.
(Y/n) is Len's close friend. His only friend, nowadays. The only one who understands. They may be completely opposites when it comes to gender presentation, but she understands. She's similar to him, in a way. She may be traditionally feminine, but she isn't fully a woman. Len brought her over once, and she was bombarded with intrusive questions from Len's parents.
Len just stays quiet at his mom's comment.
"Where did our beautiful daughter go? Why is she ruining her own life with her sick choices?" Len's dad adds.
At that point, Len just leaves the table, quickly packs his bags, and makes a run for (y/n's) apartment. She lives alone for university studies, even though she has a good relationship with her parents back at home. Len was pretty jealous of that. But at least he had a safe space to go.
Len texts (y/n) to warn her of his arrival.
"Hey, I know it's late, but I really need somewhere to stay tonight. As Len."
He rings the doorbell, and (y/n) answers immediately. He was used to visiting at this point, so taking the elevator and everything seemed almost automatic.
"Hi, Len!" She leans in to hug him as he enters her apartment. It was small, but cozy.
"Hey... I'm sorry about this, but I just can't go back. I don't want to go back."
Len was pretty rebellious and carefree when it came to his gender, but sometimes the comments got to him. Deeply.
"It's okay. You can stay as long as you need to, I don't mind... In fact, it's nice to have some company!"
"Heh, you don't mind having a guy over? Damn, slut." Len jokes around, as they have always had.
"Only for such a beautiful guy as yourself, of course" she teases back.
Len giggles in response, secretly a bit flustered by her comment. After a while of suggesting things to clear Len's mind, they end up looking for a movie.
"Hey, Len, what's your favourite movie? We could watch that!"
Len blushes a bit.
"I don't think you want to watch something like that...!"
"Why not? Is it porn or something...?" (Y/n) teases.
"No! I mean... It's a cheesy romance movie... I really like them for some reason..."
"Haha! It doesn't seem like something you'd like, but it also somehow makes sense? Let's watch it!"
Len nods while blushing a bit as he types the movie title on the laptop. They had to snuggle close to eachother to be able to watch, as (y/n)'s apartment lacked a proper TV. The movie starts playing, Len fully immersed in it.
What Len had forgotten though is that the movie has a sex scene. So, it gets to that part. And it's awkward.
"You said it wasn't porn, liar!" (Y/n) teases, though she's not actually mad. She's getting a bit worked up, to be honest.
"Sorry...! I can skip that scene..."
"It's fine, it's actually pretty... Interesting? I mean, it sticks to the plot quite well."
Len notices her growing blush as she watches the scene.
"Is that it? You sure it's just that?" He was also getting worked up.
"It's just... I didn't know you were into the same things as me..."
The scene played a romantic, sensual experience of oral sex, with the woman receiving. Len would be lying if he said he never pictured himself on both sides of that. So would (y/n).
The tension between them is thick enough to cut with a knife, in a sexually charged way. It feels comfortable, yet strange. Len pauses the movie, looking into your eyes.
(I changed the POV fuck it)
You never realized how much you liked Len. He wasn't a "typical" boy, but you didn't mind. After all, you never thought gender or sex matters. It's what's in the inside that counts...
So you leaned even closer to him, hoping you didn't misunderstand his intentions.
"Can I kiss you?" You blurt out without fully realising.
Len leans in and kisses you passionately. He seeks entrance into your mouth, and you happily oblige. You decide to run your hands on his back, causing him to shudder a bit. He finally breaks the kiss.
"Please... Touch me more... Make love to me..."
"Woah, isn't that a bit... Sudden?"
"I don't care... If you're also down for it, I really need this now. Please?"
"I don't mind it at all. I want you too... But... Are you sure you're comfortable with me seeing you like that? Naked and vulnerable?"
"I trust you."
Those words hit you hard. He trusts you. He makes a move to take off his t shirt, which he had borrowed from you a long time ago. He isn't wearing a bra or anything at all underneath, taking off his shirt to reveal his breasts. They aren't too big, or too small, but you don't really focus on them to avoid making him dysphoric. But you would be lying if you said they weren't hot. You bring your head closer to them, licking on his nipple softly. He moans a bit, spurring you on. You keep licking and sucking on his nipple, amused by his reactions. His back arches slightly forward, bringing you more of his nipple in your wet mouth. You finally let it go, giggling.
"You're really sensitive... That's so hot" you tease him.
"Nobody's ever touched me like this... I've avoided doing it myself as well, so..."
"It's okay. Just relax, beautiful."
That last word accidentally slipped, but you could see in his facial expressions that he liked it.
You take off your shirt as well, revealing a plain bra barely concealing your large breasts. Len blushes and stares in awe, bringing his hands to your back slowly to unclasp your bra. He resists the urge to start licking on your nipples as well, like you did to him a moment ago, but ultimately he gives in, making you moan a bit. He shyly pulls away after a little, causing you to giggle. You suddenly think back to the movie you were watching, getting an idea.
"Len... I want to taste you..."
As if those words stripped away all his shyness, he made a swift motion to pull down his shorts and panties. Almost like you'll disappear if he takes it too slow.
"Then taste me. I'm all yours."
His pussy isn't shaved, but he didn't grow much hair naturally, so it wasn't an issue of it being in the way. He's dripping wet, and he spreads his legs to allow you access. You lean in, teasing him with soft licks on his folds, until, without warning, you start slurping intensly on his clit. He gasps and moans, as he's even more sensitive down there. You alternate between slow, soft licks, to quick, harder ones, causing him to feel something he's never really felt before.
"A- ahh! I'm gonna... I think I'm gonna cum!"
That was quick. He lets go on your tongue, his back arching a bit, but you don't fully stop. You let him ride his orgasm a bit with some soft licks. He bucks his hips on your face, as you lap up his essence.
You finally pull away, not without leaving one last soft kiss on his clit.
"That was... Wow..." He breathlessly says.
"I did my best for you, Len."
After a bit of cleaning up, you both fall asleep, forgetting all your troubles and worries for the night.
Len was happy he could be himself, fully and unapologetically.