lycanthropelahey:

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.

lycanthropelahey:

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.”

lycanthropelahey:

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?”

lycanthropelahey:

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.

lycanthropelahey:

iamthefirechild:

Summer rolled over, burying his flaming face in a pillow, and growled under his breath.

“…What? What did I do wrong, Summer? You have to tell me what you want!” He frowned helplessly and ran his fingers through his hair, dropping into a crouch beside him. “Talk to me?”

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.”

lycanthropelahey:

iamthefirechild:

The flush intensified, creeping to his ears. “I mean when you’re in a girl, does it feel the same as a blowjob?” he muttered quickly.

“I don’t understand,” he whispered shyly and he tilted his head to the side, failing to comprehend what it was that the other boy was trying to say.

Summer rolled over, burying his flaming face in a pillow, and growled under his breath.

lycanthropelahey:

iamthefirechild:

“That’s not quite … what I meant?” A slow flush crept up Summer’s cheeks, clashing with his faint stubble. “I mean, um, is sex different with a girl. Than with a guy. Does it feel different … you know, there?”

He frowned curiously, trying to decipher the unspoken words, the fractured sentences, before he shook his head helplessly. “You mean…inside? I…I don’t know, I’ve never…” He trailed off and furrowed his eyebrows together.

The flush intensified, creeping to his ears. “I mean when you’re in a girl, does it feel the same as a blowjob?” he muttered quickly.

lycanthropelahey:

iamthefirechild:

He lifted his hands, looking at them, back and front, before sitting up a little and looking at Isaac. Touching his tongue to his top lip thoughtfully, he flicked his gaze away and said slowly, “So is it different with … a … girl? From having a blowjob?”

“I liked having you in my mouth as a guy, but…don’t take this the wrong way, I still prefer you with female parts. I guess I was just curious about how it’d feel the other way around?” He reached out and smiled over at him.

“That’s not quite … what I meant?” A slow flush crept up Summer’s cheeks, clashing with his faint stubble. “I mean, um, is sex different with a girl. Than with a guy. Does it feel different … you know, there?”

lycanthropelahey:

iamthefirechild:

The redhead couldn’t suppress a whimper when Isaac let go. He panted, trying to reboot his brain, and blinked wide-eyed at the werewolf. “I, uh, I.” He shook his head a little. “Isaac, I don’t know.”

“It’s okay — just take your time, I know how overwhelming it can be.” He was quick to placate him with an encouraging, patient smile, giving him all the time he needed.

He lifted his hands, looking at them, back and front, before sitting up a little and looking at Isaac. Touching his tongue to his top lip thoughtfully,he flicked his gaze away and said slowly, “So is it different with … a … girl? From having a blowjob?”

lycanthropelahey:

iamthefirechild:

Summer sucked in a gasping breath, trying to hold himself still. “How — how do you expect me t-to figure it ou—AH! — out if you’re doing th-that?”

“Good though, right?” He gave him a couple more strokes before removing his hand, taking a step back as he eyed him expectantly.

The redhead couldn’t suppress a whimper when Isaac let go. He panted, trying to reboot his brain, and blinked wide-eyed at the werewolf. “I, uh, I.” He shook his head a little. “Isaac, I don’t know.”