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ax_mainTwinswap Plot, Day 4 After talking to Vex, Vax goes to find Percy to share the news.
Vax breezed right on past a few of the workshop doors until he came to the one he needed, standing outside for a moment in one of his raven t-shirts, a pair of cargo pants, and bare feet that he'd found easier than trying to find shoes to fit Vex's shoe-size. Her breasts were still bound up in ace bandage - he'd never really figured the bra situation out, but it suited him more anyway, making him feel a little more like himself.
It was new to him, having to knock on his boyfriend's door when normally he'd just follow the shadows right on in. He thought about picking the lock, but it seemed more trouble than just...reaching up and rapping his knuckles on the wood.
“Just a moment,” Percy called from the other side of the door. There was a bit of movement, the sound of a chair being pushed back, and then the door opened.
Percy had been at his work for awhile, and it showed in more than just the annoyed, tired look of a project not going well. His vest was gone, and the sleeves of his button down were rolled up to his mid-forearm. The tie he’d been wearing was missing as well, which all the more drew attention to the undone top two buttons of his shirt. Smudges of graphite stained his pale hands.
Visibly brightening at the sight of Vax, Percy said, “Hello, dear. Have you come to keep me company?”
Vax's lips twitched into a sly smile as he eyed his boyfriend. "You're so starved for company that you don't even mind seeing me in Vex's body?"
“I don’t mind seeing you ever.” Percy left the door open and went back into his workshop, saying over his shoulder as he did, “I’d be happy to see you even if you were in Grog’s body after he’d gone a week without showering.”
"I do not need that imagery right now, thank you very much," Vax told him, then turned around to grab a tie from the couch and hook it over the doorknob before he closed and locked it.
Percy sat down on his stool facing Vax as he the door locked. “Which only proves my point. I’d suffer through that for you.”
Vax leaned back against the door, just taking in the sight. Percival looked gorgeous even when at the peak of creative frustration. Perhaps moreso. After a breath or two of that, he finally pushed off the door and started toward him. "While I'm appreciative, I just came from a rather interesting talk with my sister and I'd rather talk about that than the big guy's bathing habits.”
“Knowing how much you love talking about Grog’s bathing habits, this must be serious,” Percy remarked, a smile playing at his mouth. “I’m all ears.”
Vax settled into a lean against the workbench, close enough to feel Percy's warmth, and folded his arms across his chest with a smile. "She was telling me about how she fooled around with Shinobi in my body. And...how I should try it."
Percy’s mouth went dry, and he cleared his throat. “Ah. I take it she didn’t mean you should give fooling around with Shinobi a try…”
"No, though knowing my dear sister, she probably wouldn't say no to that, either," Vax smiled, watching Percy carefully. "Though she said she wouldn't want us to do anything unless you could look her in the eye afterward.”
Though Vex was undeniably beautiful, he’d never really thought of her in that way, yet, surprisingly, it being her body wasn’t a problem. It was Vax in there, and that was who he’d be with no matter what wrapping it came in. What was more important was, “And how do you feel about it?”
"Vex says she thinks she has a solution for all of this," Vax told him, reaching out to push slender fingers through Percy's hair. "So if this is my last night in this body, I...want you."
Warmth prickled under Percy’s skin at Vax’s touch and he found himself, without even thinking of it, leaning in closer. He reached out, his fingers hooking with Vax’s free hand. “I’m yours,” he said quietly. “Always.”
Vax took that lean to be permission, and he tangled his fingers with Percy's as he leaned the rest of the way, fitting his lips against his boyfriend's mouth. He took Vex'ahlia's advice too, and tried not to think of it as it being her body, but rather a random shapeshifting he'd stumbled into. Who cared what body he inhabited, if he could experiment a bit with Percy's hands and mouth on a body so different than his own.
Vax’s lips were softer now, and a little fuller, and his waist was smaller as Percy put a hand on it to pull him closer. It was strange. Not in a bad way, just...different. Everything felt so new yet there was a familiarity too. It was in the way Vax kissed him like he’d spent his life waiting for it, and how his hand held onto his.
Fuck, Vax could feel his body responding, with the kind of urge he'd never felt before. He found himself straddling Percy's lap, hands moving to flick button after button open on his infuriating shirt, all without wanting to pull away from Percival's kiss.
Percy kissed Vax like it had been far too long since they’d last kissed, eagerly and full of longing. His hands ran down Vax’s back to cup his ass, then ran down his thighs and back again as if he wasn’t sure what to do with them. There was so much to touch, and he didn’t know where to start. God, he’d missed being close to Vax. They hadn’t even been sleeping in the same bed since this all began.
Vax rocked into him, deepening the kiss for a moment, practically devouring him before pulling back to catch his breath and push Percy's shirt off to the floor. "God, I've missed you. Just a few days apart and it drives me up the wall."
“Me too,” Percy replied, breathless, his hands going for Vax’s shirt now. “God, Vax, me too.” He’d missed this. Of course, he had. But, he had missed the more casual things too. A kiss on the cheek, Vax’s hand in his, the warmth and comfort of Vax sleeping beside him… They’d been together over a year now, such a short time, really, compared to anything else, but still his life was emptier without Vax in it. This forced distant they’d kept had felt like a void.
Percy dropped the shirt on the floor and surged up to kiss Vax again, trying to pour all those feelings into it.
It was so confusing, being in his sister's body and still being as turned on as he was about Percy losing his comfortable decorum to passion. He reached up, clumsily, to begin pulling at the ace bandage keeping his breasts confined while attempting to meet every one of Percy's eager kisses. "Maybe...we should move this...to the couch," he suggested breathlessly.
Dizzy with want, Percy got to his feet like it had been more command than suggestion. He lifted Vax by his thighs, and carried him over to the couch, bandages trailing behind them. He lay Vax back on it, then followed, climbing atop him, his knees straddling his new, curvy hips. His hands went to help Vax with the last of the bandages, his mouth fixing itself to the slender column of his throat.
“Any rules?” Percy panted against Vax’s skin.
"Nothing ah..." Vax dropped his head back against the couch pillows, trying to catch his breath. His eyes rolled back as he bared his throat to Percy's mouth. "Fuck, that feels good."
“And we’ve barely even started,” Percy quipped distractedly, his attention riveted on Vax in awe. The way he looked, how he sounded… Even in a body that wasn’t his own, Vax was completely and utterly mesmerizing. He couldn’t look away.
Percy’s eyes took a slow perusal down Vax’s slender, borrowed body, a blush coloring his cheeks as he stopped briefly on his breasts. Wetting his lips, he looked back up to Vax’s face, then shifted down so he sat between his feet, hands settling on the button of his trousers. He wanted to make Vax feel better than good. He wanted to make every second of this worth it. “Let me know if you want me to stop.”
"Fuck," Vax breathed, his gaze locked on Percy's face and the blush coloring his cheeks. "I can promise you I won't."
Vax breezed right on past a few of the workshop doors until he came to the one he needed, standing outside for a moment in one of his raven t-shirts, a pair of cargo pants, and bare feet that he'd found easier than trying to find shoes to fit Vex's shoe-size. Her breasts were still bound up in ace bandage - he'd never really figured the bra situation out, but it suited him more anyway, making him feel a little more like himself.
It was new to him, having to knock on his boyfriend's door when normally he'd just follow the shadows right on in. He thought about picking the lock, but it seemed more trouble than just...reaching up and rapping his knuckles on the wood.
“Just a moment,” Percy called from the other side of the door. There was a bit of movement, the sound of a chair being pushed back, and then the door opened.
Percy had been at his work for awhile, and it showed in more than just the annoyed, tired look of a project not going well. His vest was gone, and the sleeves of his button down were rolled up to his mid-forearm. The tie he’d been wearing was missing as well, which all the more drew attention to the undone top two buttons of his shirt. Smudges of graphite stained his pale hands.
Visibly brightening at the sight of Vax, Percy said, “Hello, dear. Have you come to keep me company?”
Vax's lips twitched into a sly smile as he eyed his boyfriend. "You're so starved for company that you don't even mind seeing me in Vex's body?"
“I don’t mind seeing you ever.” Percy left the door open and went back into his workshop, saying over his shoulder as he did, “I’d be happy to see you even if you were in Grog’s body after he’d gone a week without showering.”
"I do not need that imagery right now, thank you very much," Vax told him, then turned around to grab a tie from the couch and hook it over the doorknob before he closed and locked it.
Percy sat down on his stool facing Vax as he the door locked. “Which only proves my point. I’d suffer through that for you.”
Vax leaned back against the door, just taking in the sight. Percival looked gorgeous even when at the peak of creative frustration. Perhaps moreso. After a breath or two of that, he finally pushed off the door and started toward him. "While I'm appreciative, I just came from a rather interesting talk with my sister and I'd rather talk about that than the big guy's bathing habits.”
“Knowing how much you love talking about Grog’s bathing habits, this must be serious,” Percy remarked, a smile playing at his mouth. “I’m all ears.”
Vax settled into a lean against the workbench, close enough to feel Percy's warmth, and folded his arms across his chest with a smile. "She was telling me about how she fooled around with Shinobi in my body. And...how I should try it."
Percy’s mouth went dry, and he cleared his throat. “Ah. I take it she didn’t mean you should give fooling around with Shinobi a try…”
"No, though knowing my dear sister, she probably wouldn't say no to that, either," Vax smiled, watching Percy carefully. "Though she said she wouldn't want us to do anything unless you could look her in the eye afterward.”
Though Vex was undeniably beautiful, he’d never really thought of her in that way, yet, surprisingly, it being her body wasn’t a problem. It was Vax in there, and that was who he’d be with no matter what wrapping it came in. What was more important was, “And how do you feel about it?”
"Vex says she thinks she has a solution for all of this," Vax told him, reaching out to push slender fingers through Percy's hair. "So if this is my last night in this body, I...want you."
Warmth prickled under Percy’s skin at Vax’s touch and he found himself, without even thinking of it, leaning in closer. He reached out, his fingers hooking with Vax’s free hand. “I’m yours,” he said quietly. “Always.”
Vax took that lean to be permission, and he tangled his fingers with Percy's as he leaned the rest of the way, fitting his lips against his boyfriend's mouth. He took Vex'ahlia's advice too, and tried not to think of it as it being her body, but rather a random shapeshifting he'd stumbled into. Who cared what body he inhabited, if he could experiment a bit with Percy's hands and mouth on a body so different than his own.
Vax’s lips were softer now, and a little fuller, and his waist was smaller as Percy put a hand on it to pull him closer. It was strange. Not in a bad way, just...different. Everything felt so new yet there was a familiarity too. It was in the way Vax kissed him like he’d spent his life waiting for it, and how his hand held onto his.
Fuck, Vax could feel his body responding, with the kind of urge he'd never felt before. He found himself straddling Percy's lap, hands moving to flick button after button open on his infuriating shirt, all without wanting to pull away from Percival's kiss.
Percy kissed Vax like it had been far too long since they’d last kissed, eagerly and full of longing. His hands ran down Vax’s back to cup his ass, then ran down his thighs and back again as if he wasn’t sure what to do with them. There was so much to touch, and he didn’t know where to start. God, he’d missed being close to Vax. They hadn’t even been sleeping in the same bed since this all began.
Vax rocked into him, deepening the kiss for a moment, practically devouring him before pulling back to catch his breath and push Percy's shirt off to the floor. "God, I've missed you. Just a few days apart and it drives me up the wall."
“Me too,” Percy replied, breathless, his hands going for Vax’s shirt now. “God, Vax, me too.” He’d missed this. Of course, he had. But, he had missed the more casual things too. A kiss on the cheek, Vax’s hand in his, the warmth and comfort of Vax sleeping beside him… They’d been together over a year now, such a short time, really, compared to anything else, but still his life was emptier without Vax in it. This forced distant they’d kept had felt like a void.
Percy dropped the shirt on the floor and surged up to kiss Vax again, trying to pour all those feelings into it.
It was so confusing, being in his sister's body and still being as turned on as he was about Percy losing his comfortable decorum to passion. He reached up, clumsily, to begin pulling at the ace bandage keeping his breasts confined while attempting to meet every one of Percy's eager kisses. "Maybe...we should move this...to the couch," he suggested breathlessly.
Dizzy with want, Percy got to his feet like it had been more command than suggestion. He lifted Vax by his thighs, and carried him over to the couch, bandages trailing behind them. He lay Vax back on it, then followed, climbing atop him, his knees straddling his new, curvy hips. His hands went to help Vax with the last of the bandages, his mouth fixing itself to the slender column of his throat.
“Any rules?” Percy panted against Vax’s skin.
"Nothing ah..." Vax dropped his head back against the couch pillows, trying to catch his breath. His eyes rolled back as he bared his throat to Percy's mouth. "Fuck, that feels good."
“And we’ve barely even started,” Percy quipped distractedly, his attention riveted on Vax in awe. The way he looked, how he sounded… Even in a body that wasn’t his own, Vax was completely and utterly mesmerizing. He couldn’t look away.
Percy’s eyes took a slow perusal down Vax’s slender, borrowed body, a blush coloring his cheeks as he stopped briefly on his breasts. Wetting his lips, he looked back up to Vax’s face, then shifted down so he sat between his feet, hands settling on the button of his trousers. He wanted to make Vax feel better than good. He wanted to make every second of this worth it. “Let me know if you want me to stop.”
"Fuck," Vax breathed, his gaze locked on Percy's face and the blush coloring his cheeks. "I can promise you I won't."
