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Valentine's Day
[Jason began to eat some of his food, his grip on the boy’s hand remaining. He liked feeling close to the boy like this. Being intimate was his favorite thing.]
[Avery's gaze remained on Jason, wanting to see his reaction to the food he prepared. Â He threaded his fingers through Jason's while he lifted his fork with the other hand. He didn't really eat though, just waiting and watching. Wanting so much to see that smile, that nod of approval.]
"Hi, baby. I brought home some food from a Latin restaurant," he smiled. "Best chips and salsa on the island."
Avery popped his head around the corner. He had just gotten out of the shower and had pulled on a pair of sweats. He padded over, bare feet against the flooring. “Hmm… we’ll see if it is better than mine.” he teased with a laugh before depositing a kiss on Jason’s cheek. “Hello Maestro. Did your conference call go well?”
Jason chuckled at the boy, smiling as he walking over. He wrapped his arm around the boy as he pulled some food out. “I doubt it’ll be as good as yours, darling. Speaking of which, you need to make,” he pointed out. Give it a taste.”
Avery grinned at the compliment. Darling. He would never get sick of that word he felt. Avery leaned in brushing gentle kisses over Jason's jaw before obligingly dipping his head and taking a bite. He shrugged. "It is pretty good. Mine is still better but ... yea, this is good." He helped himself to another bite. "Perhaps I will make you a feast sometimes. All the foods from my home country. Would you like that Maestro?"
Thank god I'm still a man.
[He kissed the younger male back gently, his hand rest on the boy’s neck]Â
[Avery's hands settled on the curve of Jason's waist. Avery didn't consider himself a shallow person but he had to admit, Jason's beauty was a little overwhelming sometimes and his body .... mi Dio.... so gorgeous. He pressed into the kiss, loving this closeness.]
"Hi, baby. I brought home some food from a Latin restaurant," he smiled. "Best chips and salsa on the island."
Avery popped his head around the corner. He had just gotten out of the shower and had pulled on a pair of sweats. He padded over, bare feet against the flooring. "Hmm... we'll see if it is better than mine." he teased with a laugh before depositing a kiss on Jason's cheek. "Hello Maestro. Did your conference call go well?"
Oh! I’d love to be a little puppy! Like, a shih-tzu!
Can you imagine if some of us were turned into like fluffy bunnies and other were wild dogs? It could be a bloodbath.
Thank god I'm still a man.
[He laughs softly, kissing at the boy’s neck] Well they’re rather fond of you too, darling boy.
[Avery leaned into the kiss, seeking comfort in the oddness of the day. Whatever had gripped the island in some terrible magic had left their little home safe. He was grateful for it as he was grateful for this beautiful man who loved him.]
Valentine's Day
[Jason took the watch in his hand and slipped it on the boy’s wrist. He clasped it on and kissed the boy’s hand] You’re welcome, darling. I love you.Â
[Avery admired the watch but the thing that got his heart racing was the kiss. Jason just melted parts of him.] I love you too. [Avery leaned in, boldly pressing a sweet kiss to Jason's full lips.]
Really? You’re one of the lucky ones, too?
Hayden? Is that you?
Some other time, maybe. I want to read first, anyway. [He nodded and started moving towards the house, occasionally glancing over at Avery.] How has your island time been, anyway? I’ve told you my sob story already, but…
[Avery shrugged] I was scared most of the time. Still am sometimes. The Masters have been mostly kind but I fear the arbitrariness of it all. Jason ... that is mi Maestro. He could leave tomorrow and there is nothing I could do. Or I could simply be taken away and that would be it. I have no say, no rights, no choices. [Avery took in a big sigh and let it out] I am trying to just not be terrified all the time but it is hard. Also... I miss mi familia. So much.
Ovulando… Is that… Oh my god, that’s gross, ew, ew ew.
We were all conceived that way... I am not sure why it is particularly gross. Of course, I did not wake up with a vagina and a pretty face today.... so perhaps your ick factor is understandable.
Thank you! Let’s look at it on the bright side, though. We could’ve become old men or even worse— old women!
I suppose being old would be not particularly fun but could you imagine if we all turned into infants. Or animals? That would be terrible.
Wha— no! It’s cause I haven’t been drinking enough water. But that doesn’t mean they don’t hurt.
Of course.... I remember when my sister was trying to get pregnant, she said that was a sign she was ovulando.... I'm not sure of the English word. To make a baby? That time? Perhaps be careful when you are in this shape.
I don’t think I can really explain that but… I kinda like this. I feel pretty… er.
Well you look lovely but .... it seems so strange. To see so many beautiful men become the other.Â
Thank god I'm still a man.
[He kissed the other’s cheek] We are the lucky ones. I still got all my parts.
[Avery nodded, seeking out a hug of comfort from the other man. He was grateful his man was still HIS MAN.] Â Good cause I have a deep fondness for all of those parts.
It is… I don’t really care if it is but I want to make my boobs stop hurting.
Do you think you are getting your period? That was when my sisters would complain about their boobs?Â
I could make you cake. My sisters said that always made them feel better.
I see. Then you truly were unaffected. Perhaps it was something eaten or drank, something in the hour of sleep? I only know is that when I awoke this was my state. It is…rather annoying. Consider yourself lucky. My name is Noël. Who are you?
Mi Maestro as well. We are both still ourselves. But why? Why are so many others changed.
Hello Noel. Or should I say Noelle? I am Avery.Â
I’m so fuckin’ tired, god… And my boobs hurt so bad, the fuck is this shit…
You sound like one of my sisters. Mi Dio. This is just so bizarre.Â
Do you think this is permanent?
