Content notes: semi-public sex, daddy dom/little girl language
My ex-girlfriend knelt on the carpeted floor in front of me at a post-Pride Parade party and looked up at me with her enormous doe eyes. On a cartoon character, the expression in those eyes may have read as “Please help me!” or “Please be nice to me!” but on this particular ex-girlfriend, I knew to read that expression as “Please let me go down on you!”
This moment was the culmination of all-night-long semi-flirty repartée about how we used to fuck and would maybe fuck again someday. While that’s not the type of thing I’d joke about with a cis male ex – mostly because he would almost certainly take it as an invitation – this ex-girlfriend and I did joke about it fairly often, largely because we were still part of the same close-knit friend group and it would’ve been weirder to not mention our shared history than to talk openly about it. However, just because she wasn’t a cis man didn’t mean she was immune to taking these jokes as invitations.