This is the beginning of something intimate. Far from my usual dark corners and dungeons, Pixie Smalls and I found ourselves sharing a soft, bright bed—one of those rare quiet moments where everything slows down and feels. We cradle each other, kiss slowly, melt into one another. Her tiny body curls up so perfectly against mine—she’s a full foot shorter than me, and I love how delicate she looks when I lean over her. I kiss my way down her body and taste her, slow and sure. Her moans are real, and so is her orgasm when my tongue hits her just right. But it’s her turn too. She gets between my legs and starts gentle, but it doesn’t stay that way. The more I moan, the deeper she goes—making me buck and squirm under her mouth. There’s no facefucking here, just passion, precision, and one hell of a build-up. The camera lingers lovingly on every moment—tight close-ups, slow pans, soft light, and skin. If you love real chemistry, beautiful bodies, and authentic trans/cis queer passion, this one’s for you.