Careful

Doing short requests (<500w)! Request was for dyspareunia.

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Kai grits their teeth, gripping tightly at the sheets and pressing their shoulders back into the pillows as they look down at Ivan, look down at his focused face as he spreads their thighs further apart. It’s a horrible parody of the doctor’s office, their ankles in the stirrups, but Ivan’s expression is tender, and his fingers are gentle as they slide up the inside of Kai’s thighs, pressing on the meat there, rubbing into the muscle.

They stiffen anyway, unable not to, and Ivan says, “It’s okay.”

“Mn,” says Kai, unable to force their teeth apart to say anything more, to say anything out loud. Their knees are quivering slightly as Ivan leans in closer and exhales warm breath over their open cunt, and they clench around nothing and feel a slight twinge that isn’t pain just yet.

Ivan leans in closer, kisses the opening of their cunt, and where his lips press against them, Kai lets out a breathless noise, surprised by the pleasure it comes with — he puts out his tongue and traces the ring of their hole before sliding upward, sucking their clit into his mouth and making them whine, their hands gripping even tighter in the sheets.

He sucks hard, hollowing his cheeks, and then he presses the flat of his tongue right against Kai’s clit, and they groan as the pleasure thrums through them, feeling their cunt flutter —

And then they groan in pain, gritting their teeth together, and Ivan leans back and looks up at them.

“Keep — keep going,” they say. “Please. Just, um — not as hard?”

“Not as hard,” Ivan repeats, nodding his head, and ducks his head again.

Kai closes their eyes, shuddering out a breath as he closes his lips around their clit again, circles it with his tongue, flicks it with the very tip of his tongue and leaves them gasping in a shuddered breath, their back arching. Their thighs are just starting to relax, they think, and Ivan leans in again and sinks his tongue fully into the opening of their cunt and they stiffen, expecting pain, but it doesn’t come, not like it does with a finger, or something else.

“I don’t know if I can — if I can come,” they say. “I’ve never been able to… to do it.”

“That’s okay,” Ivan says. “Let’s see how far we can get you. Let me know when you want to stop.”

Ivan sinks his tongue inside them again, and they grab a fistful of his hair as they groan and press up into it.