Fair warning: this is probably the dirtiest thing I have ever written, it's not for the faint of heart. 3,400 words of filth with a bit of fluff in the end.

Feminization- a type of role play that involves imposing traditionally female attributes onto a submissive male partner.

Just, if that's not your thing then don't read this, please.

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Brook is doing the dishes after having dinner with his husband. He has his apron and rubber gloves on as he scrubs the pans, plates, and silverware humming some random song. Once he is finished, he puts everything away and turns around to see Harper standing at the doorway. His tie was loosened with the first two buttons of his dress shirt undone allowing his chest hair to be shown.

"Have I every told you that you look so damn good when you are being domestic," Harper whispers. Brooklyn blushes at the compliment. "Seriously, you look pretty being a little housewife," he says walking towards his husband, "my little housewife," he emphasizes.

"Yeah?" Brooklyn asks pathetically before biting his lip.

Harper finally makes it in front of his beautiful boy, "yeah. But you know how you could look even better?" Harper asks rhetorically, "if you were in this." He holds up a tiny Victoria's Secret bag and Brooklyn flushes even more starting to feel a little hot. "I stopped by today and the nice lady asked me if I was shopping for my girlfriend and I only laughed and corrected her," he leans down to whisper in Brook's ear. "I said I was shopping for my wife."

Brook lets out a labored breath that he has been holding on to. Harper rarely gets like this, but when he does, Brook can do nothing but succumb. Harper sets the tiny bag down on the counter and Brook stares at it already seeing the pink lace.

Harper's lips start to travel up Brook's neck. "God, there was so many choices in the store: sexy, pretty, reveling, modest," Harper continues, "but I decided to choose the color that I thought best suited you." Harper's lips make it to the corner of Brook's mouth before ghosting his lips, "pink," he murmurs allowing his lips to brush over Brook's.

Brook's forest eyes shut as he breathes in the same air as Harper. Every punch Harper throws at his masculinity is deflected by his desire to submit to the blonde. Harper takes care of him and this is how he thanks him. He feels Harper's body heat disappear so he opens his eyes. "Go up stairs and put it on princess," Harper says gesturing to the bag.

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Brook puts on mascara and lip gloss because Harper tells him it makes him look pretty before giving himself a once over. The pink lace delicately lays against his hips as the color beautifully melts into his skin tone. He fingers the intricate details of the lace following the pattern of the flowers before he reaches his hardening dick. He bites his lip knowing that he looks ridiculous, but he is doing this for his love, for Harper.

He slips on one of his husband's dress shirts and doesn't even bother to button up a single button. The shirt is big enough to hang loosely from Brook's frame and just cover his ass that is hanging out from the thong. He smells the familiar cologne and it only heightens his excitement for what is about to come.

Brook steps out of the bathroom and finds Harper sitting on the edge of their bed with his feet planted on the floor. His tie is now completely undone hanging on his shoulders and his shirt is untucked, halfway unbuttoned exposing his chest. His right hand has a glass of whiskey that he is sipping lightly while the other is rubbing up and down his thigh.

Harper's blue eyes look up to the beautiful creature in front of him. "Fuck," he breathes out, "you look so fucking sexy princess."

Brook blushes at the pet name. His feels his embarrassment go straight towards his groin as he bites his lip and looks towards the ground. Harper stands up and sets his now empty glass on the bed side table. He doesn't take his eyes off of Brook. The blonde glances over every inch of the soft tanned skin, voluptuous curves, and the severe sex appeal that his husband was.

When he makes it in front of Brook, he hums, "how did I get so lucky?" he muses. His lips touch where Brook's neck connects with his shoulder. "Everyone I work with at the firm swears they have the prettiest trophy wife," he pushes the shirt off of Brook's right shoulder as he starts a stream of soft kisses across his lover. "But I know I get to come home to the sexiest of them all," he whispers on Brook's skin.

Brook sighs out in contentment as Harper starts to slip the dress shirt off his other shoulder so he can come into contact with more skin. When the shirt finally falls off, Brook shivers feeling so exposed and cold in nothing but tiny lacey panties. He doesn't say anything though. He doesn't complain because he knows that it is driving Harper wild.

The blonde moves his focus to Brook's chest, kissing across the smooth skin. Harper licks at one of Brook's nipples causing a little noise to form at the back of his throat. Brook laces his fingers in Harper's hair as he falls back against the bathroom door to help steady himself. Harper nips and sucks as he teases Brook and the brunette moans out, closing his eyes trying to maintain his breathing pattern.

"Always so responsive," Harper mumbles, "you love it when I play with your tits, huh, princess?"

Brooklyn flushes before answering with a breathy, 'yeah'. Harper blows cool are onto the nipple causing Brook to hum and look down at Harper. Green eyes connect to blue for a second before Harper goes in at the other side, not taking away any more time from worshipping Brook's body.

Brook's breaths start to get more erratic as Harper's hands begin to travel down. His finger runs across the strained fabric of the panties over Brook's hardening member. Brook swallows hard before he lets out a short, struggling noise. "Harper," he squeaks and the blonde pulls away. Brook quickly tugs down his husband to connect their lips in a heated kiss.

Brook's fingernails pierce into Harper's shoulder blades as the blonde licks into his mouth. Brook can taste the honey flavored whiskey that is present on his tongue. As their lips move together, Harper's hands move down Brook's body leaving goosebumps behind. Brook arches his back off of the door and presses their groins together with a mouth watering friction that has him moaning in Harper's mouth.

The blonde grasps Brook's ass and squeezes before pulling the hem of the panties and snapping it back on Brook's skin. His hands travel further down Brook's thighs before he grips them. Brook pushes down on Harper's shoulders before jumping and wrapping his legs around Harper's waist.

The kiss continued its lustful pace as Harper swallows Brook's moans. He grinds his clothed cock against Brook's and Brook whimpers as the harsh fabric of the work pants push against the thin fabric covering him. "Ya like that baby girl?" Harper smirks, but was again consumed by Brook's luscious lips.

Harper makes his way to their bed before laying Brook down. The brunette stared up at the blonde with flushed skin, swollen lips and smeared mascara surrounding his olive eyes. Harper curses before palming him self as he looks down at the perfection in front of him. Brook watches as Harper undoes his belt and pulls his pants down to revel the hard on that is tapped in his briefs.

"You see what you do to me princess?" Harper asks before he starts to palm himself again. Brook begins to squirm, thinking about what Harper can do with his cock. "You look so good like that princess," he murmurs, "you already look fucked out and I haven't even touched you properly." Brook bites his lip before sitting up and gently pulling Harper towards him by his tie.

They connect their lips again as shaky fingers unbutton the rest of Harper's shirt and shrug it off. The only thing that is separating the two lovers now is two thin pieces of fabric. Harper pushes Brook's thighs apart and around his waist before allowing his fingers to brush against Brook's smooth skin. He pushes his cock against Brook's and smirks as the boy below him whimpers from the friction.

"Sound like such a slut," he says against Brook's lips, "practically gagging for it already huh princess?" Brooks fingers scratch down Harper's back as he pushes the blonde impossibly closer. "You want it baby girl?" he teases pulling away from Brook's lips. He grabs Brook's hands and pins them above the brunette's head before arching his back to press harder into Brook's center.

"Yeah Harper, faster," Brook mumbles.

"Yes, what?"

Brook blushes, "yes sir."

"Good girl."

Harper complies to Brook's request and starts to pick up the speed to the rhythm. His mouth hangs open as he lets out rugged breaths and Brooklyn looks down between them watching as the pink fabric get's covered by Harper's briefs then reappears with every thrust. He feels himself getting embarrass as he approaches something way too soon.

Harper lets go of Brook's hands who immediately grabs onto Harper's cheeks and begins to kiss him. Harper's hands snake down their sweaty bodies before sliding over the pink fabric. Harper had felt the panties in the store, but feeling thhem now, damp and straining against Brook's cock, he couldn't help but feel his own cock twitch. "God princess, you are so wet," he mumbles looking down at a wide-eyed Brooklyn with glossy puffy lips. Harper bites Brook's pouty bottom lip. "Who made you this wet?"

"You did sir, only you," Brook breaths.

"Mm, that's right princess," Harper smiles. He flips Brook over before he begins to kiss down his spine shifting his body down the bed as he goes. When he makes it to the tiny bow at the top of the panties, he grabs Brook's ass and spreads his cheeks apart.

Brook places his cheek on the pillow as Harper stares at the most intimate part of him. "Harper," he whines wanting something to happen.

"I'm sorry princess, you know I just love looking at your pussy," Harper moans before hooking his finger on the string of the thong to move it to the side. Brook felt his entire body heat up, but before he could even think about feeling embarrassed, Harper licks a fat stripe over his hole.

Brook hisses before he grips the sheets below him and arching his back up beckoning Harper for more. The blonde takes the tip of his tongue and continues to lick Brook and prods him every now and again. Brook's breathing becomes erratic. He moans out at feeling of the contrast between the roughness of Harper's stubble and the feathery touches of his blonde hair rubbing against him.

Brook whispers out praises in mantra causing Harper to lean back with a grin, "god, love how you act when I eat you out." He bites one of Brook's cheeks before blowing cold air on the hole and watches it as it flutters. Harper goes back to pleasuring his husband and Brook turns into a withering mess grinding against the bed trying for any kind of relief.

Harper slaps Brook's ass before shaking it as well causing the brunette to cry out. Brook feels a finger slowly being inserted along with Harper tongue and he mewls at the sensation pushing back searching for more. Harper adds a second finger, "god look at you," he laughs, "fucking down on my fingers like some slut."

Brooklyn groans as Harper removes his fingers already feeling empty. The blonde flips Brook back on his back. "Put a pillow underneath your hips yeah?" he asks Brook before grabbing the lube from the bottom shelf. Harper slicks up three fingers as Brook gets settled before going back between his thighs. "Touch yourself," Harper commands darkly before pushing two fingers back into Brook.

The brunette was hesitant because he knows it won't take much to bring him over the edge. Harper could look at him a certain way and he would probably cum untouched. The last thing Brook wants to do, however was not listen to Harper. So, with wobbly fingers, he pulls his dick out of his panties and grips his cock. Brook strains himself not to fall apart by pushing his head back on the pillow.

Harper gawks at the vision below him before bringing his tongue back to Brook's hole. He licks around his fingers that are steadily pumping in Brook before sucking on one of his balls. Brook yelps out in sensitivity as Harper adds in the third finger before angling up. "Too much! Too much!" Brook cries before he is shooting ribbons of white across his chest.

Harper continues to fuck into Brook until the brunette pushes his hand away whimpering out. Harper laughs before dragging his finger in the come gathered on Brook's chest. He places his finger near Brook's lips and the brunette submissively opens his mouth and sucks on the fingers. Harper watches with hooded eyes.

"You look so good like this princess," he mumbles, "fucked out from your orgasm sucking on my fingers." He pulls the digits from Brook mouth and shifts off the bed to stand next to Brook's head. "But I know a different way to put those pretty lips to good use."

Harper toys with the waist of his boxers pulling them down the slightest bit to show off his cut v-line. Brooklyn's eyes widen just a bit before he gets out the bed to kneel in front of Harper. His fingers go straight to the Calvin Klein briefs and he starts to kiss across the band. Brook carefully drags the material down and Harper hisses with he becomes exposed.

Brook stares at the red, leaking cock in desperation craving the feeling of its weight in his mouth. "Open wide princess," Harper says as he takes a hold of the brunette's jaw. Brook obeys. He opens his mouth wide and sticks his tongue out slightly before making eye contact with Harper. His blue eyes were dark like the sky during a storm. "Fuck," he whispers before sliding his cock into Brook's mouth.

As the cock slides in, Brook's eyes roll back until they are closed. His tongue presses against the underside adding a delicious pressure that Harper craved. He removed his hand from Brook's jaw and places it on the top of his head. He pulls out and thrust forward again and Brook places his hands on Harper's thighs to help steady himself.

Harper started the thrust slow, but as he looks down at Brook, its like he loses his self control. He fucking loves how submissive the brunette looks right now. His smudgy eyes lashes laying on the top of his cheek bones, puffy lips enclosed around his cock taking it like the obedient slut he is, but the thing that is driving him crazy is the rhinestones on pink bow of the panties that are catching the moon light perfectly.

Each time Harper thrusts forward and Brook's body pushes back, the sparkle shines against Brook's tanned skin. Brook sits between his knees and arches his back sticking his ass out and fuck Harper wants to be fucking that ass instead. Brooklyn gags around Harper's cock when it hits the back of his throat and the sensation almost pushes Harper too far. He pulls off Brook so that the only thing connecting them was a string of saliva. "Get on the bed, show off that pussy of yours."

Brook quickly leans over on the bed and spreads his own cheeks, presenting himself to Harper. Harper groans before gripping the top of the panties tight enough for Brook to hear a few seams rip. The blonde pulls the pink fabric to the side before lining his cock up to Brook's hole with his other hand. Brook lets out short, irregular breaths as Harper inches into him.

The heat of Brook mixed with the spit, lube, and slight stretch from his fingers has Harper striving not to pull back and just fuck sensless into the man below him. "How the fuck can you look and act like such a slut yet feel like a virgin," Harper grits through his teeth. Brook lets go of himself to grip the sheets.

Harper slaps his ass and Brook cries out. "Move, please move sir, I can take it," Brook begs feeling the last bit of pride he had from the night leave him. The only thing he has on his mind right now is pleasing Harper.

The blonde pulls back and fucks back into Brook in a swift motion. He finds a fast pace that makes Brook see stars. The brunette whimpers in sensitivity as he feels a tear fall from the corner of his eye. Harper grips onto Brook's hips. His fingertips are digging into Brook's skin hard enough to leave bruises, but he really couldn't find a way to give a fuck because he is chasing an orgasm right now.

Brook puts a knee on the bed and arched his back more and the new angle has Harper hitting that spot that sends Brook's body into overtime. "Right there!" he screams, "feels so good, fucking your little princess so good." Brook goes to touch his cock, but Harper slaps his hand away.

"You're gonna fucking cum just from my cock you whore," he seethes before continuing his turbulent pace.

Skin was slapping skin in the most erotic way possible and Brooklyn's eyes were starting to blur from the absolute need to cum. Harper pulls on the thong even more and the rough fabric of the lace scratches Brooks skin. The burn in Brook's tummy gets to be too much and he feels his second orgasm rip through his entire body.

The reality of Brook cumming from his cock alone pushes Harper over the edge. His hips slowed and he pumps his seed into Brook. He wraps his fingers around Brooks neck and pulls him up. The brunette is standing with Harper's lips next to his ear. He feels Harper's hot and heaving breath as the blonde continues to milk his orgasm.

Brook's legs feel like jelly, but with one of his hands on the bed side table and both of Harper's arms around him, he is able to stand with his back against Harper's sweaty chest. Brook tilts his head to the side and moans as Harper slips out of him. He feels the cum falling from in between his legs before Harper moves one of his fingers to the abused hole and swipes across the rim.

Brook squeaks out before reaching down and pushing Harper's hand away. "Sensitive," he mumbles.

Harper chuckles before kissing Brook's neck. "Let's clean up a bit yeah? I'm going to get a towel, lay down princess. Take the duvet off and I will grab the other one."

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Brook lays down on Harper's chest as the blonde traces random patterns along his back. Brook wants to ask him what came over him tonight, but the question sits in the back of the throat. He needs to see if Harper has a clear mind or if he is still in his headspace. "Harper?" he whispers.

"Yes Brook?" he answers and the brunette sighs in relief before looking at his husband.

"What brought about tonight?" Brook asks and the question lingers a bit before Harper answers it with another question.

"Are you still thinking about wanting kids someday?"

"Of course," Brook answers with out hesitation.

"I started looking into adoption."

"Harper-"

"It still very early and its going to take a long time, but I think I'm finally ready to be a dad with you."

Brook smiles, "if you think I looked sexy being domesticated before, now imagine me with a child on my hip that calls you daddy." He leans down and kisses Harper who hums into his lips.

"Don't start something you can't finish babe," he smiles, "but I am serious, I think we are finally ready to do this."

Brook's heart explodes, "I can't wait for this next step in our life Harp, I love you."

"I love you too Brook."

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I hate this and it's kind of half-assed edited.

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-baz x