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the Tale of Sir Isaac

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iamthefirechild:

Summer closed her eyes completely and rocked on him, exchanging kisses every time his mouth came close to hers. Every brush, every caress, every touch of lips, she stored up for memory. She held him close, burying her face in the crook of his neck as she climaxed, his name a muffled whisper and fingers crooked in his curls.

His eyes fluttered shut for a only a moment, before they opened to lock with hers, breathless little moans spilling into her mouth as their bodies writhed and pressed together, no space between them. He held her as tightly as she held him, fingertips pressing in and creating indents in her skin, his release spilling from him as her name fell from his lips, crushing her body against his own.

They fell asleep tangled together, neither one willing to let the other one go for even a moment. When Summer woke, her heart ached looking on Isaac — how angelic he looked in the dawnlight, lashes lying curved on his pale cheek and curls disheveled about his head. Slowly she extricated herself from his hold, pulling on her dress as silently as she could, and crept out of the room.

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iamthefirechild:

The redhead frowned, biting on his tongue. “I think I said, ‘for this week’. So that implies a natural end to the change: a week.” He watched Isaac’s hand on his skin, equally absently noting his new body’s apparently natural response to anything Isaac. It was still a strange feeling — similar to female arousal, but on the other hand not similar at all.

“It’ll be nice to have the old you back, but…” Here, he faltered as if he were worried for Summer’s reaction over his comments, before he took a deep breath and just decided to go with it. “I think I’ll…I’ll miss this version of you too. It was fun and…I’ve really enjoyed it.”

“/Was/?” Summer ached an eyebrow. “A few hours and you’re already on the past tense?” He coiled over toward Isaac’s hand, reaching out an arm to drag his boyfriend down. “I’ll tell you a secret,” he whispered, grinning at Isaac. “I’m pretty sure what we have discovered here is that you are Summer-sexual. And I’m Isaac-sexual. And there’s a whole week where we can find out what gay sex is like and nobody’s cheating and nobody has to feel guilty.” He kissed Isaac hard, sloppily, one hand fisted hard in the werewolf’s curly hair.

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iamthefirechild:

“As long as we keep the pda to a minimum, I don’t see how going out would be a problem. Just tell them I’m your cousin or something. You’ve got cousins, right?” Summer suddenly grinned. “Imagine the tricks we could play on the pack, though.”

“How long do you think you’ll be like this? I mean…it’s amazing and you’re still my Summer, I just…” He trailed off and shrugged, absently reaching out to caress the other male’s hips, eyes roaming his body curiously. “Oh, that would be fun!”

The redhead frowned, biting on his tongue. “I think I said, ‘for this week’. So that implies a natural end to the change: a week.” He watched Isaac’s hand on his skin, equally absently noting his new body’s apparently natural response to anything Isaac. It was still a strange feeling — similar to female arousal, but on the other hand not similar at all.

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iamthefirechild:

“It’s not so much ‘want’ as just curiosity, okay? I always want to know things, you know that.” Summer ran his hands into his own hair and pulled on it. “As far as I can figure out, you’ve screwed me six ways from Sunday and it’s all been really good, and I don’t see how much of anything else is likely to be different just because this body is male. I mean, people aren’t going to /recognise/ me but that’s a whole other thing.”

He stared down his nude body, then glanced over at Isaac. “I guess the good thing is, I appear to be Isaac-sexual?”

“I know, but what are you curious about, Summer? Tell me, and maybe we can explore it together — it could be fun?” he explained, before he chuckled slowly, “So many people would see us together and thinking I’m cheating on you with a guy — how on earth do I explain my way out of that one, hm?”

He fell silent then, smiling tenderly as he returned the unwavering gaze. “That, I’m glad for, at least.”

“As long as we keep the pda to a minimum, I don’t see how going out would be a problem. Just tell them I’m your cousin or something. You’ve got cousins, right?” Summer suddenly grinned. “Imagine the tricks we could play on the pack, though.”

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iamthefirechild:

“Well it’s not like I can just go have sex with a girl to find out, now is it?” Summer knew his tone was sharp, but the whole situation was confusing and weird, and he wasn’t even sure how it had descended so quickly into lessons on sex as a male.

Part of him hoped, desperately, that the fantastically ramped up sex drive was just somehow part of the ill-thought-out wish that had somehow caused all this. Anything that had been appealing about Isaac before was now twice so, and had a lot more visible of an effect.

He regarded him warily at the tone but didn’t call him out on it, knowing that he had to be terrified and confused, yet aroused and possibly excited about this entire transformation and the events following it.

“Look,” he stated shortly, faltered, and then let his expression continue before he softened, “You need to tell me exactly what you want — preferably in detail, if you can. I won’t judge you and it’ll help me understand what’s going on, okay?”

“It’s not so much ‘want’ as just curiosity, okay? I always want to know things, you know that.” Summer ran his hands into his own hair and pulled on it. “As far as I can figure out, you’ve screwed me six ways from Sunday and it’s all been really good, and I don’t see how much of anything else is likely to be different just because this body is male. I mean, people aren’t going to /recognise/ me but that’s a whole other thing.”

He stared down his nude body, then glanced over at Isaac. “I guess the good thing is, I appear to be Isaac-sexual?”

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iamthefirechild:

He flapped a hand at the werewolf, before emerging from the pillow. “It’s not always you, y’know,” he pointed out, before flopping back over onto his back. “I’m just mad because I can’t explain this right. Look. It’s … I’m just wondering if a vagina feels as good as a mouth. On my … penis. And you’ve had both.”

“No, I don’t know,” Isaac shook his head but leaned forward, desperately attempting to gleam some sort of hint as to where this conversation might be heading before he embarrassed himself further. “Don’t worry — I can safely say that I’ve never heard of this happening before, so we’ll go slow with everything, okay? And I don’t know how to answer that?”

“Well it’s not like I can just go have sex with a girl to find out, now is it?” Summer knew his tone was sharp, but the whole situation was confusing and weird, and he wasn’t even sure how it had descended so quickly into lessons on sex as a male.

Part of him hoped, desperately, that the fantastically ramped up sex drive was just somehow part of the ill-thought-out wish that had somehow caused all this. Anything that had been appealing about Isaac before was now twice so, and had a lot more visible of an effect.