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Emily bit her lip, holding back a moan as Theo pressed into her back. She could feel the bulge in his pants, trapped under rough denim, hard against her ass. Her tight, black dress was little protection. In the crowded bar, it felt filthy to be so obvious, but Theo’s hands snuck around her waist to hold her.
JJ was out of town attending a mandatory family reunion and told her partners to stay behind and that she would be fine. Emily quickly agreed remembering the last interaction she had with JJ’s parents, Theo took a bit more convincing but after she reminded him that she could leave whenever she wanted to and that both her brothers would be there he agreed to stay behind with Emily. Which is how they found their way to the local bar for a fun night out, a much needed distraction from their sunlight being absent.
Rubbing blue chalk on the end of her pool stick, Emily pushed her hips back into Theo. They were just tipsy enough to be flirtatious in public, pretending to help each other play and shooting lust-filled glances across the pool table. Knowing that Theo was hard-packing only made the whole game feel more dangerous. He’d never worn his strap in public before and, if it was going to be this hard to control himself, he wasn’t sure he could again.
After about an hour of drinking and teasing, Emily was ready to give in. Theo dug his fingertips into Emily’s soft sides, pulling her back against hard muscle. She felt Theo’s tongue along the shell of her ear and shivered.
“How long we gon play this ‘ere game?”
Emily’s hips jumped forward at the low growl of Theo’s voice. Heat pooled between her legs as she swallowed, trying to keep at least a little bit of dignity. They were still in public after all.
“Well,” she tried, “I’ve got three balls left to sink.”
Theo chuckled, the sound curling around Emily’s throat. “I’s thinkin’ we high tail an’ I’s sink somethin’ in ya.”
The terrible pun snapped Emily out of her fog, and she laughed loudly, putting her pool stick down so she could lean against the edge of the table. Behind her, Theo was snorting with amusement. He moved to lean against the table beside Emily, wrapping his arms around himself.
“Sorry” Theo gasped, leaning forward as he calmed his laughter. “It just came ta me!”
Following Theo’s example, Emily looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “Oh, something else will come to you.”
They burst into laughter again, too drunk to care if they looked like idiots. As they laughed, a man wandered over to them, his thick jeans tucked into mud-covered boots. His dark green flannel shirt hung open halfway down his hairy chest. A thick handlebar mustache covered half his face.
He stopped in front of them, tucking his thumbs into the front of his belt. “Hello, ladies,” he said gruffly, smirking. “What’s so funny?”
Theo curled a lip, turning his back on the man. This wasn’t the first time he’d been misgendered in public by someone who couldn’t see that he was in fact a man or just radiated bigotry. After three years being with his girls, he was tired of constantly having to correct people in front of them. It made him feel weak and like utter shit the gender dysphoria constantly nagging at him just seemed to grow. He rested her hands on the pool table and waited for Emily to make the guy leave.
“Sorry, man,” Emily said nicely. “We’re not looking for company.”
“Oh? You guys...together?”
Emily snorted. “Yeah.”
Theo heard the man scoff. He rolled his eyes. Next would be some comment about her getting a ‘real man’.
“I didn’t figure you for a dyke.”
Theo spun around before the words had even fully registered. His fist connected with the man’s nose, breaking it with a sickening crunch. He stumbled back, but Theo grabbed his shirt with one hand, punching him again. His knuckles stung, but seeing his lip split open felt vindicating.
As he tossed the man to the floor, straddling his chest so he could continue to pummel him, he heard Emily call for Andy. Theo landed blow after blow on the man’s face until strong arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him off of the man. He spat at the bloody man on the floor before Andy drug him too far away.
Andy carried him halfway across the bar, setting him down close to the door. He raised his eyebrows at him. “What was that?”
“Thumpin’ gizzard ‘sulted Emily,” he said defensively. Looking at his hands, he winced at his bloody knuckles. They were definitely going to sting tomorrow. “Ow.”
“He says, ‘ow’,” Andy chuckles, shaking his head. Turning to Emily, who had followed along, he gestured to Andy. “Take him home.”
Emily took in Theo’s knuckles, his wild hair, and the barely noticeable bulge in his pants and nodded. “I will.”
Head jerking up at Emily’s tone, Theo grinned. Groaning, Andy left them to their own devices, knowing that if he stuck around, he’d end up seeing something he didn’t want to. Theo hurried out of the bar, Emily close behind.
Since they moved, their apartment was only a couple of blocks away from the bar. They got halfway there before Emily grabbed Theo’s arm and shoved him into a narrow alley. Theo’s back hit the worn brick of a building and he gasped.
“That was so sexy,” Emily breathed, pressing herself flush to Theo and sliding a thigh between her boy’s legs. “You’re so strong.”
Theo tilted her chin up, eyes locked onto Emily’s mouth, entirely focused on her sinfully red lips. “You’s likin’ that?”
“Yes.” Emily cupped Theo’s face in her hands, mouth falling open as her mind clouded with lust. “God, you could have killed him.”
“I’s woulda,” he moaned, shoving his hands under Emily’s dress to squeeze her lace-covered ass. “I’s woulda fer you.”
Their lips crashed together, teeth scraping against lips until they found their rhythm. Emily panted into Theo’s mouth, desire making her messy and desperate. Theo already felt crazy, his body burning against Emily’s. He dug his nails into the firm muscle of Emily’s ass as the thigh between his legs pressed against him.
A large part of him wanted to just fuck against this alley wall, getting caught be damned. Emily was in such a similar state that she’d probably agree. She’d let Theo pull her dress up right here.
“ Fuck ,” Emily whined into Theo’s eager mouth. “I want you inside me so bad. God, I’m so wet for you, il mio uomo forte e caldo.”
Whimpering, Theo sank his teeth into Emily’s bottom lip, earning himself a throaty moan. He barely registered that his hips were grinding down on Emily’s bare leg, using her grip as leverage. The friction was amazing, but he could also feel the strap-on that he was wearing pushing into him, and Theo suddenly knew what he really wanted.
“Is it-” he gasped loudly as Emily’s hands slid around to tangle in his loose hair and tug. “Emily, is weird I’s wants ya suck my dick?”
A loud moan burst from Emily, her eyes slamming closed at the request. “Questo è fottutamente caldo, Theo. God, I’d love to suck your dick.”
Theo’s heart pounded in his chest so hard that he was sure Emily had to feel it. He wasn’t sure what it was about the idea of Emily wrapping those red, red lips around him, but he felt light-headed at just the thought. Gathering some willpower, Theo shoved Emily away, making her stumble backwards.
“Not ‘ere I’s needin’ ya all to m’self.”
With a grin, Emily nodded and hurried out of the alley. She carefully fixed her lipstick with a finger, knowing that it was just going to get ruined again soon. They still had to walk through the apartment lobby, though, and she didn’t need to get judging looks from the clerk. When they reached the complex, Theo jumped forward to pull the door open for her.
Emily made sure to brush against him as she passed, winking flirtatiously. She was so wet just thinking about sucking Theo’s dick. It wasn’t something she’d thought of before, but now that it was in her head, she was practically salivating. She loved the way Theo’s attitude had changed over the years as he became more confident in himself.
They quickly crossed the lobby and got into the elevator. Emily kissed Theo again as they went up to their floor. It was a short ride, but by the time the door opened on the fourth floor, they were tangled together in a corner, Emily’s skirt around her hips and Theo’s hands pulling at her underwear.
The ding of the elevator doors opening made Emily pull away and tug her dress down again. She couldn’t wait to be out of it for good, Theo’s hands in her hair, the smell and taste of him smeared across Emily’s face. They both walked as fast as they could without running to their apartment.
Theo dug into his pocket for the key and shoved it into the lock as soon as they got to the door. Pulling it open, he let Emily inside first, watching as she yanked her dress over her head before the door had even fully closed again. Kicking her heels off, Emily turned around and forced Theo against the door.
Her lips claimed Theo’s, passionate and desperate. Wrapping his arms around Emily, Theo just clung to her, letting the black-haired woman set the pace. It wasn’t like him to lose focus, but Emily was so eager, and he couldn’t pull himself out of her haze of lust long enough to do anything other than let Emily touch him.
“Are you hard for me?” Emily mumbled against Theo’s lips. She pulled her boyfriend’s button down out of his jeans and ripped it open, sending buttons flying. “Tell me how hard I make you.”
Theo whimpered, hips jutting forward, pants feeling tight. “Gods, you’s drivin’ me in a splatterment. ‘ery time ya bends ‘ver pool table, I’s wantin’ to…”
“What?” Emily gasped, “What did you want to do? Did you want to fuck me?”
“ Yes. ”
Emily peppered Theo’s jaw with sloppy, wet kisses. She wanted to take her time, but she could feel Theo quivering with need against her, his hips were pushing into her, and Emily thought again about having Theo’s dick in her mouth. It was her turn to whimper.
The sound helped Theo focus again, and he took Emily’s face in one hand, the other still clutching her around the waist. He brushed his thumb over Emily’s bottom lip. A pink tongue flicked out, and then Emily sucked his thumb into her mouth.
With wide eyes, Theo watched as Emily’s lips circled his finger. He could feel Emily swirl her tongue around it, and the feeling sent heat straight down between his legs. Emily’s dark eyes watched him closely, taking in the way his eyelashes fluttered and he took trembling, unsteady breaths.
“Please,” Theo begged, eyes almost black with need.
Hearing Theo plead with her made Emily’s eyes roll back in her head. The lust and desperation in his voice almost made Emily come without any touch at all. She’d never heard Theo sound like this before, and she knew she would remember it forever.
Emily fell to her knees, face level with Theo’s belt. She opened it easily, pulling it through the loops and tossing it aside. Reaching for the button of his pants, Emily hesitated and wrapped her hands around the back of his thighs instead. Looking up, she met Theo’s lidded green eyes and leaned forward.
Taking the button of his pants in her mouth, Emily used her tongue to unbutton them and then her teeth to pull down the zipper. Theo’s mouth fell open at the sight, his eyes glued to Emily’s. He realized that he had stopped breathing and sucked in air.
The woman on her knees was gorgeous and wickedly sexy. Theo stared down her body at Emily’s sharp cheekbones, delicate nose, and startlingly wide eyes. It felt like a miracle to even have this woman look at him. How had he earned the privilege of getting Emily on her knees?
Emily eagerly tugged Theo’s tight jeans down his thighs revealing the black boxers keeping his dick tucked away. She reached into the waistband to grasp the strap before pulling the briefs down. Above her, Theo was breathing hard, chest heaving as he stared down at her.
Running her hands over his painted thighs, Emily looked up, taking in the complete image. Theo’s dick was in front of her, standing proud from the harness. Emily dragged her eyes up firm, hard abs, up to perfect pecks, along his slender neck, to his flushed face. Theo’s mouth hung open as he panted, face flushed. His hands pressed against the door as he tried to hang on to the last shreds of his control.
“You’re so handsome,” Emily sighed, gripping the base of his dick. “Gesù, Theo, dovrebbe essere illegale essere così sbalorditivo.”
Biting his lip, Theo’s hands twitched, desperately wanting to tangle into Emily’s hair. He didn’t want to force her to do anything she didn’t want, too, but he was dizzy with need. Emily’s red lips were so close to his dick. It would be so easy to buck his hips and push into her mouth.
“What do you want?” Emily asked, leaning forward. Her pink tongue swiped against her lips, and she swallowed. “Tell me.”
“I’s want-” Theo groaned. He could feel how wet she was, but couldn’t bring himself to be embarrassed. “I’s wants ya suckin’ dick, Emily. Gods, I’s need it’s. ‘lease, Emily. I’s need you’s.”
With a throaty moan, Emily took Theo into her mouth, cheeks hollowing out as she sucked on the tip. Theo’s thin thread of control snapped, and he fisted his hands in Emily’s hair, thrusting his hips forward, shoving the dildo down her throat. Emily gagged, and Theo gasped, pulling out instantly and releasing Emily’s hair.
“Fuckin’ shit! I’s sorry!”
Theo started to squat to check on her, but Emily grabbed his hips and held up in place. She stared up at Theo, lips wet and cheeks red. Keeping her eyes fixed on his, she opened her mouth and took Theo’s whole length easily until her lips were pressed against the strappy leather harness.
She held Theo in her throat for a moment, eyes watering. Like this, she couldn’t breathe, but Theo’s breath was coming in short, sharp sobs, and Emily knew that this was exactly what he’d wanted. Even if Emily wasn’t entirely sure what Theo was thinking about with his gender reassignment surgery, she would definitely support him no matter what. If that meant choking on his dick to draw a breathy moan from him, then Emily was more than willing to do it.
Pulling back, Theo’s dick slipped from her mouth, and she gasped, swallowing hard. The dildo was slick with saliva, shining in the overhead lights. Emily caught her breath and looked up at him again.
“Is that what you want?” Emily asked, breathlessly. She stroked the dildo with her hand, the other still clutching his thigh. “You like how I look with your dick in my mouth?”
“ Fuck ,” Theo groaned, hips jutting into Emily’s hand with every stroke. He bit his lip, carefully tangling a hand in Emily’s hair again. “I’s ‘ouldn feel this good. It’s ain’t real.”
“It’s real,” Emily protested. “You think this isn’t real?”
She took Theo’s dick between her lips again, sucking hard and taking it all in again. Enthusiastically bobbing her head, she moved quickly, his dick filling her mouth and throat with each stroke. Her eyes closed as she let herself enjoy it, knowing how much Theo was getting from it. She spread her hands over his tight abs, holding him against the door.
Theo was mesmerized by the sight of his dick sliding in and out of Emily’s mouth. Even though he couldn’t feel Emily’s mouth, he could still feel the way his body was warming and the way his arousal was dripping down the inside of his thighs. He watched drool collect in the corners of Emily’s mouth and groaned.
“Emily,” he managed breathlessly, clenching his fists in Emily’s black hair. “You’s feelin’ so good. This feelin’ so good. Gods, yer mouth is m’acle.”
Moaning, Emily moved a hand between Theo’s legs, fingers slipping easily through wet heat. Theo cried out, head slamming back into the door as Emily slowly pushed two fingers inside him. Her thumb brushed over his clit and drew small circles, hurtling him toward the edge.
“Fuck, Emily. I’s ain’t-”
His hips bucked forward, dick hitting the back of Emily’s throat and making her gag. Straightening again, he waited for Emily to make him stop. Instead, Emily hooked her free hand into the straps of his harness and pulled her head back just enough that the tip of Theo’s dick rested on her bottom lip.
“You can let go,” Emily told him, voice rough and rasping. “Fuck my mouth, il mio bell'uomo. I want you to come in my mouth.”
Theo’s hips twitched, desperate to ride Emily’s fingers and thrust into her throat. “What if-”
“I trust you,” Emily interrupted. “If it’s too much, I’ll tap your stomach, ok? I’ll tell you, but Theo. I swear to God, if you don’t come in my mouth, I’m going to die.”
With a growl, Theo thrust forward into Emily’s mouth, slamming his hips into red lips. Emily moaned loudly, the sound rumbling against his skin. Enjoying the sight of Emily’s large, black eyes staring up at him with need, Theo took a deep breath and then picked up the pace.
Emily took him easily, and the room filled with the sound of Theo’s dick plunging into Emily’s throat. The fingers inside Theo curled as he rode them, each movement hitting him perfectly. Theo knew that he wasn’t going to last long. He was already so close to the edge, and Emily was still looking up at him with those wide eyes and flushed cheeks.
“Yer doin’ so good,” Theo managed. “Yer so good, Emily. My good girl. Yerr lips lookin’ so good ‘roun my dick.” Emily moaned, eyes slamming shut. The hand in Theo’s harness dropped between her legs. She rubbed her clit as Theo continued to fuck her face. “This turnin’ you’s on?” Theo asked, even though he knew Emily couldn’t answer. “Yer so pretty, Emily. Gods, yer gonna come with my dick in yer mouth.”
Theo’s voice caught in his throat as he came suddenly, hips stuttering to a stop. He released Emily’s hair and slammed his hands into the door behind him. His whole body was trembling and shaking, and he thought he might pass out.
As soon as he could breathe, he looked at Emily again. He gasped when she saw that Emily was still sucking his dick, whimpering against it as she touched herself. Theo shoved Emily’s head away, removed his pants and boxers fully, and dropped to his knees, too.
He covered Emily’s body with his own, crashing their mouths together and guiding the dildo to Emily’s entrance. He thrust inside, pounding into Emily as hard and fast as he could. Emily moaned into his mouth, clutching Theo’s face as she took his dick. She couldn’t think or breathe or do anything but let Theo fuck her.
Ripping his mouth away, Theo sat back, grabbing Emily’s thighs and pushing them forward against her chest. “You’s takin’ my dick so well,” Theo groaned, watching Emily’s face as she got fucked. “Yer so fuckin’ wet, Emily. Yer so fuckin’ wet for me. I’s wantin’ ya to come fer me. I’s wantin’ to feel ya come ‘roun my dick.”
Emily came with a choked gasp, back arching off the ground. Theo didn’t let up, pounding into her over and over again. As her orgasm subsided, Emily tried to breathe again, still feeling scattered and overwhelmed. She didn’t want Theo to pull out of her yet. She was obsessed with his dick and needed more.
“Roll over,” Emily gasped. “Please. I want to ride you.”
Groaning, Theo rolled them over until Emily was straddling his hips. Tossing her hair over her shoulders, Emily started to ride him, grinding her hips down. It was so amazing to feel Theo so deep inside of her. Emily put her hands on his abs so she could leverage herself up and down his cock.
“Ti senti meravigliosa, amore mio,” Emily moaned, dropping her head as she tried her best to keep moving. “Buon dio, Theo, Lo adoro. I love making you feel good. Mi piace così tanto scoparti.”
“Come fer me,” Theo begged. He reached between Emily’s legs to rub tight circles over her clit. “Emily, ‘lease. Come fer me.”
Emily fell forward as she came, head on Theo’s shoulder as she shuddered. Theo clung to her, whispering praise into her ear as she rode out her pleasure. Their sweating skin stuck together, both of them feeling feverish and light-headed, but they didn’t care. It felt so good to be this close, open, and vulnerable.
After a while, Emily finally managed to breathe again, her heartbeat starting to slow. She pushed herself up, looking down at Theo’s smiling face with a grin of her own. She raised a smug eyebrow.
“Wow,” Emily breathed, chuckling. “I could get used to that.”
Theo tucked a strand of hair behind Emily’s ear. “I’s love ya.”
“Je t'aime aussi.” Emily kissed him softly. “So… Are you going to wear that more?”
“Maybe?” Theo bit his lip, settling his hands on Emily’s hips. “That alrigh’?”
Emily could tell that there was a lot more to the question than hard-packing in public. Before he had bought a realistic dildo, they’d talked about him wearing it in bed and what could possibly change. Theo had said that it wasn’t a big deal, but Emily saw the way he ran her hand over the strap in the mirror, smiling at the visual. JJ also made sure to tell him how sexy he looked every time he wore it. They both knew that it was a bigger deal than maybe even Theo knew.
Tonight had shown her that they were moving further into Theo’s real desires. Even if none of them could see how far it would go, they had already started the journey. Emily and JJ were going to be by Theo’s side the entire way and support him no matter what.
“I think it’s great,” Emily said, stroking Theo’s cheek. “You know that we love you no matter what, right?”
“Yea.”
“I mean it.” Emily pressed another gentle kiss to his boyfriend’s lips. “You can make any decision you want about your body, or absolutely anything, and me and Jayje will be right by your side. King Arthur couldn’t drag us from you.”
Theo laughed at the familiar expression as his heart swelled. He didn’t know what he wanted yet, but things were becoming clearer. It was incredibly comforting to know that his girls would be with him no matter what.
“JJ is going to be so mad when I tell her I got to suck you off first,” Emily joked, blushing. “She wanted to be the one to ask you and do it.”
Theo grinned, “We could’s ‘ways holler at ‘er.” Emily’s eyes darkened a wicked smirk dancing on her lips.
“Oh you are going to get us into deep shit when she gets back.”