***Recording of this story coming soon to my Youtube Channel
Leo’s heart quivered in horrible anticipation; uncertainty and embarrassment gnawing at the inside of his stomach. He hadn’t wanted to come back to the office. He’d wanted to go straight home. But Zapp had dragged him here in a panic, and now burst through the door dramatically, instantly drawing all eyes. Leo stopped in the doorway immediately, and almost ducked back behind it again. Mercifully, Zapp attracted the bulk of the attention. He bolted straight for Klaus’ desk, flung himself across it, and seized the fabric of Klaus’ vest frantically. His voice came out high-pitched and desperate,
"Chief! You gotta help me! Some crazy bitch just turned me into a woman!"
Despite his anxieties, Leo was amused by Klaus' response: his green eyes opened wide and blinked in absolute shock when he realized just what Zapp had said, who he was, and what had actually happened. It took a beat or two longer before Leo saw it all click into place for Klaus, as he studied the tall, silver-haired woman clawing at him and begging for help. Then his jaw dropped open.
“Zapp?” He finally asked.
“Duh, haven’t you been listening to me at all?!” Zapp demanded, his crazed voice still retaining its biting quality and familiar cadence. “My crazy ex-fling turned me into a chick, and unless we do something, it’ll be another month before I change back to normal! You gotta find some kinda miracle plant cure right now! C’mon, get into that greenhouse of yours, play mad scientist, and help me out! If you do this for me, I’ll never attack you again, I swear!”
Klaus sat in stunned silence for a few more seconds, while Steven and Chain closed in on the scene.
“So, you pissed off another magic-wielder, Zapp?” Steven asked, smiling casually, his dark eyes passing over Zapp’s body in amusement. “Thought you’d already learned your lesson when you nearly lost your junk, man.”
Chain nodded, also looking Zapp’s new body up and down. She giggled maniacally and taunted, “Having your prick blown off was your worst nightmare, wasn’t it? Now it’s actually happened, and you got cute boobs as a trade-off.”
Zapp turned sharply, his long-lashed, silver eyes blazing toward Chain. “I need cute boobs like I need a hole in the head! What I need is my handsome man-body back! How else am I supposed to function?!”
While Zapp continued to rant, Steven’s attention shifted casually to Leo, who was still hovering nervously by the door, fiddling with the hem of his sweatshirt. The man nearly did a double-take, his coffee mug paused midway to his mouth as he stared. Leo bared his teeth in a forced grin, and lifted his hand in an awkward little wave. Steven’s face twisted into a grimace as his surprise was wiped away by frustration, and he nearly slammed the innocent mug down onto the desk.
“Oh, hell, Zapp! You got poor Leo mixed up in this too?” Chain also registered Leo standing there, now in a slim female body, and her face lit up like she’d spotted a tottering baby animal.
“Oh wow!” She exclaimed, and rushed right over to Leo at once, taking hold of his hands and staring adoringly into his face. “Leo, you’re so adorable as a girl! Just look at your hair! Your lips! And talk about cute boobs! Zapp, I take back what I said; Leo totally has you beat.”
That seemed to fuel Zapp’s anger in a different vein, as the instant comparison flared his usual pride and competitive nature. He looked down at where his shirt was stretched obscenely over his new, large breasts. Defensively, he braced the underside of each with his hands, and pointed them at Chain like a pair of pistols.
“What are you talking about?! Check it out; mine are way bigger!” Chain made a dismissive sound and hooked an arm around Leo’s neck, cradling his chin with her free hand.
“Big and seductive can’t compete with small and perky. Size aside, not everything’s about sexiness! Heart-meltingly adorable and cuddly will always be more endearing, no matter what you’re packing in your bra.”
Zapp snorted, tossing his head so that his long white hair was flung back over one shoulder. “Look, dog-lady, I wrote the book on women; blazing hot and sexy wins every time!”
“Only if you’re in the mood for that.” Chain deflected, hugging Leo close. “And moods pass. But sweet and cute is appealing at all times.”
“Chain knows her stuff.” Steven called, from where he was leaning against Klaus’ desk and watching the conversation unfold. “I’ll have to agree with her on this one.”
Zapp made an abrasive, grunt of defeat, and dropped his hands from his bosom to rest them on his curvaceous hips instead.
“Look, not that I want to find a positive in this situation, but at least I’ve got the ‘babe’ factor going on in this new body. Leo barely looks any different than usual; his hair’s just a lot longer. You couldn’t even see his new rack if you weren’t looking closely.”
“That’s kinda true.” Leo agreed timidly, finally speaking in his new, feminine voice. The werewolf girl tucked her fingers into Leo’s longer, curly hair.
“Oh, you definitely look different, but you were already pretty cute to begin with, so I don’t think the curse had to do much. In fact, that’s the case for both of you when it comes to your faces; Zapp’s still as sleezy-looking as ever, and Leo, you’re just as sweet. Don’t you think?”
Chain turned toward Klaus and Steven, waiting for their opinions. The latter was smiling, now taking it all in with amusement. Klaus, meanwhile, still looked like he was in the midst of an aneurism.
“If you ask me,” Steven stated, looking Zapp and Leo both over thoroughly, “I’d agree that Leo doesn’t look much different, and that Zapp’s the one who got the bigger overhaul.”
“Awwww yeah!” Zapp sing-songed, before instantly snapping, “Hey, you take that back!”
“What?” Steven asked, nonchalantly. “I’m just telling it how I see it; Leo might be smaller than you normally, but you’re a fucking twig, even if you are toned and all. For some reason Leo’s changes aren’t as easy to see, whereas with you…it’s like your chest and hips just popped right out of your frame.”
For a second Zapp was fuming, as though about to explode. But then, gradually, that furious expression died away and he raised a thin silver eyebrow in thought.
“Guess you’re right…” He muttered, almost to himself. “We got blasted with the exact same curse, but Leo didn’t even get half of the juicy curves that I did.”
“Weren’t you just screaming about wanting to change back?” Chain asked, annoyed. “Now you’re gloating?”
Zapp thought that one over for another moment before his eyes twinkled wickedly.
“Yeah…I guess I am.” Steven suddenly sighed harshly, slumping defeatedly in realization.
“Oh, no…” Before the rest of them could realize what Steven had, Zapp elaborated.
“I’m a smoking hot babe now…everything goes back to normal in a month anyway. She said she couldn’t be bothered to waste her magic keeping us like this any longer. But…this… could actually be a blessing in disguise. Think of all the possibilities…”
In a snap, everyone else got it too, and their faces simultaneously fell into unimpressed, weary expressions as Zapp sauntered to the nearest mirror and began admiring himself in it.
“You know how many chicks in this city are into other chicks?” He asked, gleefully, as he cocked a hip and flipped his long hair back with surprising sass. “Too many to count, and I’ll just bet that with a body like this, and my natural seduction skills, I’ll still be banging as much as I want, dick or no dick! Damn, this month just got sweeter!”
“That poor witch wasted her time trying to teach you any kind of lesson!” Chain accused bitterly. “And what about Leo?! He’s as cute as ever now, but he had nothing to do with this!”
Zapp waved a hand at her. “Oh, she only blasted him by accident.”
Leo snarled, his shyness overcome by anger as he took a few stomping steps into the room and accused,
“You lying son-of-a-bitch! You blatantly introduced me as your protégé! Your ‘mini-self-in-training’, you said! She believed you because you were trying to drag me into a strip joint on our way back to the office! You are one hundred percent responsible for getting me caught up in your mess!”
Zapp thrust his chest out at himself in the mirror, unconcerned with Leo’s rant. “What you call a mess, I call an opportunity, you spaz.”
“Oh, hell no, after that dramatic display you gave just now, you’re going to call me the spaz?!” Leo barked, marching right up to Zapp and shoving him around to look at him. “That’s so rich I could puke, you brainless bastard!”
“Hey! Don’t you know you shouldn’t shove a lady?!” Zapp taunted, flicking his middle finger painfully against Leo’s forehead.
“You’re the same old sleazy Zapp that I put up with every day!” Leo shot back. “I’ll shove you or fight you anytime you deserve it, no matter what body you’re in!”
“I’m so terribly frightened I could just crumble to my knees!” Zapp drawled, fluttering his eyelashes and clasping Leo’s face between his hands. “You’re so cute when you’re angry! What’re you gonna do? Punch me with those tiny girl-fists and—”
Leo’s eyes blazed open with a flash of blue light and symbols, making Zapp leap back as though burnt. A dozen lines of crimson blood shot up from Zapp’s slender wrists, forming a defensive lattice as he rapidly took a fighting stance.
“Oh, you wanna go? Let’s go, then!” He cried in delight. Leo threatened back while circling him,
“I’ll make you jump out the window, you lowlife scumbag!”
A sudden, loud noise startled them all. Klaus had risen so quickly from his chair that it had fallen to one side with a heavy thud. Everyone froze. The light died from Leo’s eyes. Zapp’s Blood Technique also vanished back into his veins. They both stood stock-still, waiting. Klaus looked stone-faced and stern, his empty, shocked expression long-gone. He slowly came out from behind his desk, and began pacing steadily toward Zapp. The man’s now womanly face paled a bit, and his voice was filled with nervous chuckling as he spoke,
“Woah, woah, chief, take it easy, I didn’t mean to…” Klaus paced closer, and Zapp retreated a handful of steps, holding up his hands helplessly. “If I’d known what that crazy bitch was up to, I never would’ve dragged Leo into it, I swear! I’m sorry!”
Klaus pressed forward, physically trapping Zapp in a corner with his sheer, towering bulk, and apparently having no tenderness for his frightened, feminine appearance. Klaus loomed over him, menacing, his aura all but burning the air around him as he let Zapp wallow in the tense silence for an uncomfortable amount of time.
“Apologize to Leo.” He said at last, voice low, furious, and commanding.
Zapp cast his gaze toward Leo at once and babbled, “I’m really sorry, man! I didn’t mean for this to happen to you, I was just playing around! Sorry! Please don’t let the chief murder me!”
Leo glowered, and flipped Zapp a delicate middle finger.
“I should, you know.” He muttered, crossing his arms frustratedly. “But whatever. Nothing we can do about it now.”
Zapp turned back to look up at Klaus, wisely saying nothing as he waited for the giant man’s verdict. Klaus pinned him with one more narrowed, warning glare, before backing off. Zapp relaxed, and inched his way out of the corner.
“I’ll just be going back to my place.” He said meekly. “I’d rather not give either of you two a chance to kill me by sticking around.”
“And what makes you think you can just abandon your post?” Steven asked. “You’re still on duty.”
“Hey, hey! I’ve been through a complete body transformation! Shouldn’t that be enough to get me some personal time?”
“Not when ‘personal time’ means doing what you have in mind.” Chain hissed. Steven nodded to agree with the comment and went on, firmly,
“You and Leo both just demonstrated that your powers are functioning as normal. Since you’re still fit and capable, there’s no excuse to bail on Libra just because you need bras now.”
“Awwww, come on!” Zapp whined. “I’ve got an entire garden of forbidden fruit to taste, and you’re just going to keep me here?! Where’s your humanity?!”
“Have you completely forgotten your vitality to this team and our work? Or how your actions reflect upon Libra?!” Steven snapped. “I swear, you’re such a deviant that if it were up to me, I’d have kicked you out years ago! I’d rather take the hit of losing a powerful soldier than constantly deal with your antics!”
“Oh come on, Ice-Man, you’re just jealous that I eat more pussy in a week than you do in a year!”
“You’re revolting.” Chain declared, suddenly vanishing and reappearing on top of Zapp’s head. He was instantly crushed to the floor and began thrashing and yelling.
“I don’t have to take this! Just because I indulge without hiding it! You’re all just a bunch of stiffs—"
The rest of Zapp’s protests melted into white noise for Leo, when Klaus came over to him. He felt all his troubles shrink. Just being near Klaus made everything so much easier, and Leo felt calm wrap around him when a big hand rested on his shoulder. Green eyes were studying him carefully, and he felt like he could drown in the compassion they poured out.
“Are you alright?” Klaus asked gently.
“Yeah, just kinda…mixed up, I guess.” Leo answered honestly, twirling the ends of his much longer hair around his fingers. “It all happened so fast, I’m still trying to process it.”
“Do you need to go home for the day?” Klaus asked, to which Zapp screeched from beneath Chain’s heels.
“No fair, chief! You can’t force me to stay here and work while sending your precious Leo home! That’s favoritism of the worst kind, it’s—”
Klaus glared over his shoulder at Zapp. Just once. His aura flaring up like a roaring fire, pulsing and crackling. The protests died. When Klaus turned back to look at Leo, he was smiling. Leo returned the expression, placing a hand on Klaus’ wrist and patting it.
“Thanks, Klaus, but I think I’ll be ok just hanging out here like usual. My eyes haven’t been affected at all. If you need me out on a job, I can still work just fine.”
“Screw that,” Chain declared, suddenly appearing out of thin air beside him, “If you’re stuck like this for a whole month, I’ve got to take you shopping; I won’t let you cover up that cute body with your baggy boy clothes.”
Before Leo could do anything to stop her, Chain was leading him insistently toward the door. He looked briefly to Klaus for help, but the man just gave him a small, helpless shrug.
“Seems reasonable, Leo.” He admitted.
“I’ll see you at home later!” Leo called as they reached the door, and Klaus gave him a helpless wave.
“Be safe, darling.”
While Leo’s heart swelled at that, he also wondered just how safe it was to be dragged into the world of feminine fashion.
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Hours later, Leo collapsed on the sofa in Klaus’ house, shopping bags scattered around him. He had never exactly hated clothes shopping, but he certainly couldn’t remember it being so complicated. The entire rest of his afternoon had been taken up by Chain making him try on different outfits and styles at several stores. Leo had insisted on only buying what he needed, considering he’d have no use for the clothes once the month was out. Nonetheless, he had ended up with a few pairs of shoes, pants, several tops, and a jacket. Not to mention the underwear. That had been the most embarrassing part to Leo. But admittedly, it was much more comfortable to wear a bra rather than feel the foreign swells of his new chest move freely when he did.
Then there was the… other garment.
He swallowed hard as he sat up, and pulled out the items that Chain had slipped into Leo’s bags. She’d insisted that he take them, even if he never wore them. It was a very pretty set of lingerie; a sapphire shift with a ruffled open front, lighter blue lace over the bust, and a matching pair of lace panties. The fabric was silky to the touch, and the lace felt soft too. Even the tiny pale blue bows in the middle of the bodice and the panties were silky. Leo swallowed hard while looking at the set. It was exactly the type of erotic clothing he'd imagined women wore in the bedroom. It had never crossed his mind that he might be the one wearing it.
He'd been appalled at the idea earlier. But the more he mulled it over, the more he warmed to the possibility. He knew that some men wore lingerie just as a pastime, and they didn’t need the excuse of a magical transformation. Leo personally favored woman in lacey things rather than men, but wondered whether Klaus felt the same. He guiltily realized he had no clue if Klaus had any interest in women. But even if he didn’t, it was such a pretty lingerie set, it could still be worth a try…
Leo plucked the price tags from the sapphire fabric before dropping the lingerie back into the bags. He hauled them all up the stairs and into the bedroom, where he placed them by the closet. He didn’t bother pulling anything else out, he’d put everything away later. Instead, he headed for the bathroom, inexplicably feeling the urge to shower. Perhaps he just wanted to become more comfortable with his new body before Klaus came home. The thought of Klaus seeing him like this before he’d had a chance to settle with the idea made Leo feel uncomfortable. He shed his original clothes gladly once he had the shower running. He’d had to disrobe a lot today in changing rooms, but he hadn’t really had a second to study himself. He’d caught a glimpse in one changing room mirror while trying on bras, but he’d been too aware of Chain’s presence right outside the door to think about looking too closely.
Now, in the privacy of their home, he let himself take it all in.
The changes to his body were more obvious than his teammates had thought, when not covered in layers of fabric. He had always been slender, which explained why his clothes had hidden most of the obvious curves the spell had indeed given him. He was still willowy, but his hips were noticeably fuller and rounder than before, his wiry thighs appearing plumper. Leo swallowed as he let himself stare at his own chest. His breasts were modest; on the smaller side, with pale pink nipples. He turned to the side to observe them more carefully, and ran a shy hand up to feel one. He had to admit that Chain was right: they were cute. Even though they were small, his waist was trim enough to make them appear larger by comparison. His still-flat torso was now defined down the middle with a graceful dip in his flesh that reached to his navel.
‘How does even my belly button look more girly?’ Leo inwardly mused.
Finally, let his eyes focus on the space between his legs. He was surprised that he had very little hair there, just a light scattering of dark curls above his most intimate area. Soft, perfect rosebud folds of flesh nestled where his manhood used to be. That might’ve bothered him if he wasn’t so intrigued with what now replaced it. He could see the bump of flesh hooding his clitoris above the pink, ruffled lips below, all framed in a smooth mound of flesh. Leo’s mouth parted as he just gazed and gazed, admiring how utterly beautiful the form was.
The real question was whether Klaus would agree.
That thought made Leo shake his head and go on about his task, determined to ignore the finer points of his new body for now. Once he was showered and dried, having grudgingly brushed through his mane of wet curls, Leo dug out his usual comfy night clothes. They were definitely big enough to fit him, and he was eager to wear something so familiar. However, he found himself hesitating as he began putting them on. His curiosity and adventurous spirit drew his eyes to the shopping bags across the room. It really would be a shame not to try it out, with this new body…
Before he could overthink it, Leo gingerly plucked the sapphire lingerie set out of the bag and laid it out next to his oversized pj’s. He slipped into the lace panties first, surprised by how comfortably they fit him, as well as the discovery that the in-seam was designed with a raunchy opening. He slid the shift over his head next, and the material glided over his skin like water. Leo had to run his hands over his sides and hips, enjoying the satiny feel of it all. An unexpected shiver ran through him.
“No wonder girls wear these…” He mumbled, standing in front of the full-length bedroom mirror. He’d be damned if it wasn’t the most erotic ensemble he’d ever worn in his life. How could women not pose and flaunt themselves, when garments like this made them feel so… “Sexy…”
Leo’s heart began to race as he let his fingers drift between the ruffled part down the front of the shift, lightly stoking his bare torso as it peeked out from the satiny fabric. From there he could not resist dragging two curious fingers down the front of the panties, and shivering again when he felt how truly thin and delicious the lace was. He could feel his touch right through that purposeful opening…the skin there was so soft…
He nearly jumped out of his skin as he heard the front door being unlocked. He scrambled to pull his normal pajamas on over the lingerie.
“Leo? Are you here?” Klaus’ voice called from downstairs. Leo answered back in a thin, high voice as he closed the last button on his striped nightshirt.
“Yeah, I’m home! I got back a while ago.”
He glanced at himself in the mirror to make sure no flash of satin could be seen, and then hurried to meet Klaus at the base of the stairs. The big man smiled up at him, leaning almost tiredly on the post of the handrail as Leo descended.
“I’m so sorry about this, love.” Klaus said softly. “I can’t imagine how strange and frightening it must feel to be in a different body than your own.”
“Speaking with a different voice, too.” Leo added, rubbing his neck. “It’s like being a ventriloquist without even trying.”
Leo halted just a few steps from the bottom, so they were more-or-less on eye-level with each other. It was typically a perfect arrangement for kissing, and Leo realized he’d been expecting it, like it was any other day. Instead, Klaus eased away from the railing and took a step back. A strange, sickly feeling of rejection came over Leo for an instant, until he saw that Klaus was just hanging his keys on the hook by the door. He relaxed, and shook it off by playfully clearing the last few steps with a little flying jump. Klaus flinched as though to lunge and catch him, but Leo had already landed safely. The result was an open-armed, not-quite-hug, that they both pulled away from awkwardly.
“Sorry.” Leo chuckled, tucking a rebellious strand of loose hair behind his ear. “Didn’t mean to freak you out.”
“You constantly insist on testing my reflexes, don’t you, sweetheart?” Klaus said lightly, shrugging out of his vest and draping it over another hook. He began pulling off his tie and rolling up his sleeves. “Have you eaten anything for dinner yet? Did Chain take you to a restaurant?”
“She would’ve, but honestly, I wanted to get home more than I wanted to eat.”
“I can imagine.” Klaus mused, slipping out of his shoes and into his house slippers. “I’ll throw together something quick. Does chicken stir-fry sound good?”
Leo realized, with a pang, that he hadn’t eaten since very early that morning. Lunch had been thoroughly interrupted.
“Anything sounds amazing right about now.” He said, eagerly. “I’ll cut the broccoli and peppers, you can handle the onions and meat.”
They both usually shared the meal prep duties, with Leo avoiding the tear-inducing onion chopping, and raw meat slicing when he could help it. Klaus was always willing to take on kitchen tasks that Leo disliked, and the same was true the other way.
“Do you really feel up to it?” Klaus asked, when Leo began leading the way toward the kitchen. “I can take care of it all tonight if you want.”
“I’m not injured or sick, Klaus,” Leo insisted, “I’m just in a girl’s body. A fully-functioning and healthy girl’s body. Don’t worry.”
“It still has to be a somewhat traumatic experience.”
Leo waved his hand dismissively as he flipped on the kitchen lights and went to dig through the fridge.
“I just told you not to worry, silly.” His words received an uncertain hum from Klaus, who hovered in the doorway.
“That’s impossible, since you’re my main source of worry on a regular basis.” Leo pulled back from the fridge, his arms filled with packaged vegetables.
“Like I’m to blame for that.” He scoffed playfully, bringing everything to the table. “Maybe I should save you all the trouble and just lock myself away in a saferoom somewhere, so I can stop telling you over and over again not to worry.”
Klaus gave a small sound of disagreement as he came into the kitchen, and began pulling out the cutting boards and knives. “Even then, I still would. I’d find a reason. You have to realize that, love.”
“Oh my god, really, Klaus?!” Leo groaned, frustrated that he couldn’t tell if Klaus was teasing him back. “Come on! I was only joking.”
Klaus’ fanged grin did nothing to help decipher his words. “I know. But give me some credit; I love you too much not to worry over you. Don’t act like that’s a new revelation at this point.” Leo snorted and began chopping the peppers.
“And how many times do I have to tell you that I can handle myself?” Klaus was silent long enough to make Leo look up expectantly. Those green eyes were silently judging him with a pointed stare above his glasses.
“Shall we recount your injury track record since you moved to Hellsalem’s Lot,” Klaus asked, his tone unmistakably teasing this time, “or just since you and I have been dating?”
Leo felt his cheeks heat up. He ripped his eyes from Klaus’ and focused all his attention on severely dicing the innocent red pepper beneath his knife.
“I’d much rather count the number of times that I’ve saved my own ass while the city was exploding around me. I don’t end up battered and in the hospital after every case, you know.”
“Neither do I,” Klaus responded quietly, plucking an onion from its basket, “but you still worry for me as well, don’t you? I’m sure you wouldn’t want your natural concern for a loved one to be repeatedly questioned.”
“Fine; checkmate, you win.” Leo said impatiently. They’d had this discussion too often for him to want to hash it all out yet again. “Why don’t we just agree that being a girl for a while is the least-threatening of our daily worries.”
“Compelling point. Agreed, I’ll let it go.” Klaus yielded.
“Good. Now can you wait to cut that onion until I’m done with these?” Leo asked, scrunching his eyes up just at the thought of the acidic fumes. Klaus nodded, and began preparing the chicken instead.
Leo took a moment to start a playlist on the stereo through the kitchen speakers, before going back to the rest of the vegetables. They worked together like they usually did, listening to the music and preparing the meal with few words. It wasn’t until Klaus had all the ingredients cooking together in one skillet that either of them spoke again.
“Anything eventful happen while I was gone today?” Leo asked, taking a seat at the kitchen table to wait as Klaus stirred the sizzling vegetables.
“A few reports came in about minor criminal activity. But I just sent a few of the others to investigate, and nothing too taxing occurred.”
Leo rested his bare feet on the rungs of the opposite kitchen chair. He absentmindedly pulled up the sleeve of his shirt to study his delicate hands. “I guess I should’ve known; you’re not covered in blood or dirt and your clothes aren’t ripped up. That’s always a giveaway.”
The other man gave a polite chuckle and flipped the chicken pieces to cook them thoroughly. “It was a thankfully calm day, apart from your and Zapp’s mishap. How did that happen exactly?” Leo gave a disgusted groan and dropped his head over the back of the kitchen chair.
“It was the most pathetic piece of drama I’ve ever witnessed! First Zapp tried to pull me into some strip joint even though we had to report back to the office, and so we were already having a big struggle. Then some woman just marches up to us and starts yelling about how Zapp had promised to be loyal to her, but she’d seen him with three other women going into the casino last night. Zapp! Loyal! I could almost feel sorry for her, really. I don’t blame her at all for wanting to punish Zapp and anyone else she thought was like him.”
“Oh dear.” Klaus lamented, shaking his head. “I do hope that she finds someone much more trustworthy. Unfortunately, Zapp has a talent for deception when he dedicates himself.”
“I really hated Zapp’s behavior toward her.” Leo grumbled. “It’s one thing when he’s with women he pays, or who understand what kind of guy he is. It’s downright vile to lie to someone who might genuinely want a relationship…just to get into their pants, then dump them? Shit, I just wanna punch him, the scum! I didn’t know he went around doing that. I just thought he was your average, shameless man-whore.”
To Leo’s surprise, Klaus burst out into a helpless chuckle.
“And how exactly do you find any of that funny?” Leo demanded.
“I don’t, a separate thought just crossed my mind, that’s all. Keep going.” Blue eyes narrowed at the bigger man.
“Oh no, you don’t get off the hook that easily. What did you think about that made you laugh like that? Tell me.”
“You might end up hitting me if I do.”
“Try me.” Klaus hummed and smoothly shook the skillet by the handle to toss the contents inside.
“I just thought…well…since you’re a woman now, Zapp might start to see you differently.” Leo’s eyes widened in horror and he leapt up from his seat, scurrying over to hammer his fists into Klaus’ broad back.
“You take that back!” He screeched in mock distress. Klaus took the harmless beating with another rumbling laugh, until Leo gave up and slumped against him, arms hanging limply in defeat. “How dare you put that thought into my head! I’ve got goosebumps.”
“It may be something to keep in mind, until the month has passed. Keep your guard up.”
“Uuuug.” Leo whined, planting his face directly into the center of Klaus’ back, smothering himself in the warm cotton shirt. “I fight with Zapp enough as it is. Can’t you just fire him or something?”
“Sweetheart,” Klaus teased, sounding scandalized, “you’re not trying to abuse your power as the Chief of Libra’s most beloved boyfriend, are you?”
Leo curled his fingers into the fabric of Klaus’ pant pockets and turned his face to mumble, “Maybe a little?”
Klaus tutted shamefully a few times, and Leo could feel the dramatic sigh that he gave. “I think I spoil you enough without letting you influence my corporate handling of Libra.”
Leo made a soft, childish huff of disappointment. “That’s true. I guess I’ll let you act on your own judgement, just this once.”
“Why thank you for the permission to do my job, darling.” Klaus said, and Leo could hear the smile in his words. “Could you get the dishes for us? This should be done soon.”
Leo pulled himself away from Klaus’ comforting warmth to do so, putting everything out on the counter.
A handful of minutes later found them both sitting at the table and digging into the stir-fry. Leo hadn’t realized how hungry he was, and lavished Klaus with compliments on the food. Dinner went by quickly, the dishes even quicker, and then they followed their normal routine of settling in on the sofa to watch the flatscreen together.
It was then that Leo felt the uncomfortable aura from earlier returning, falling over their normally relaxing bonding time. They tended to cuddle once their meals were out of the way, but when Leo curled up next to Klaus, that long arm didn’t settle around him this time. It made Leo feel incredibly awkward, being so close but not touching, and he couldn’t relax. For a stretch of time Leo sat there, trying to decide what felt so off, what had felt off since Klaus had come home, even during those light moments in the kitchen. His eyes glazed over as he began analyzing the last thirty minutes in his head instead of watching their show. His brow furrowed when it came to him slowly.
“Hey, Klaus?” Leo finally asked. “Can I ask you something?”
“Of course, Leonardo.” Klaus paused their show to listen.
“Have you been…avoiding looking at me?” Klaus’ silence told him he was on the right track, and Leo went on, “Because…since you came home, I don’t think you really have. I know this is strange and all, but…are you really so weirded out that you can’t even look at me while I’m like this?”
Klaus gave a nervous swallow, which in turn made Leo more nervous too.
“Found me out, did you?” Klaus finally said. “I didn’t realize I was that obvious.”
“I know you, Klaus.” Leo pointed out. “You like looking at me. You can melt me into a boneless puddle of need, just by staring at me. And you know it, you big, smug, green-eyed, ginger-haired giant! So why can’t you look at me right now?”
“For the same reasons that I normally do.” Klaus admitted. “When I look at you for any length of time…I can’t help but start thinking about all the things I want to do to you, as soon as I can get you alone. You’re just that lovable and desirable to me.”
It was Leo who swallowed hard this time, and piped out, “I sorta do that too…you’re too much of a handsome beefcake to ignore sometimes. But… that doesn’t tell me why you’re having trouble looking at me right now. Do you think I’m ugly like this or something?”
Klaus gave a shake of his head, and reached down to clasp Leo’s hand tightly. He then lifted his gaze to finally fix it on Leo’s face, as he’d avoided doing most of the evening. His voice was low and unsteady. “Exactly the opposite.”
And then Leo understood, and relief came over him so fast he felt suddenly so much lighter.
“Oh my god, Klaus.” He chided. “I didn’t even know you liked women! You could’ve told me, dumbass! I was really worried, you know!”
Klaus lifted and kissed the back of Leo’s hand, wrapping it in both of his own while he explained, “I didn’t want to make you feel pressured or uncomfortable. You’re in a brand-new body, unlike anything you’ve experienced before, so the last thing you’d need is your boyfriend tactlessly staring at you out of curiosity. But I’m sorry for not telling you that women can appeal to me as well.”
Leo rolled his eyes. “I never asked, either. It’s no one’s fault. But still, even though I can understand why you’d try to give me my space…I’m telling you right now that you don’t have to.” Leo dropped his head onto Klaus’ shoulder, his voice softening when he added, “It’s still me in here, you know. Just me. It’s not like you have to be nervous.”
“I’m not nervous about you, sweetheart.” Klaus clarified, squeezing Leo’s hand again. “I know you’re still my Leo, and I’ll love you regardless of what you look like. The nerves come more from my brain trying to process and to react to such an immediate change. This entire situation is so utterly surreal.”
“You’re telling me.” Leo laughed, sitting up again. “I’m the one living in this body and even I’m struggling to make sense of it. I can’t imagine what I’d do if it were the other way around, and you were suddenly turned into a girl.”
The second the words were out of his mouth, Leo realized that they were a lie. He stopped in shock at that realization, and instantly wanted to say something else to gloss over the meaningful pause that followed. But as the seconds stretched on, he could only sit there, dumbstruck, staring at nothing and feeling dreadfully impure at the images his brain suddenly conjured up. He jumped when a large hand hooked his chin, and gently forced him to look up at Klaus’ face. Those green eyes were smoldering, and his fanged mouth was set into a delightfully knowing smirk.
“Oh…can’t you?”
Those words rumbled straight through Leo, turning him to jelly, and he quivered all over. He licked his lips subconsciously as he forced himself to keep eye contact, saying nothing.
“Have you possibly forgotten, Leo, that I did know you were attracted to men and women, before this?”
“N-no,” Leo squeaked out, feeling himself flushing, “Of course I haven’t; I told you myself.”
“Then if we feel similarly, you have to know how enticing it is for me…to see my darling boy shaped into an equally darling girl?”
Klaus’ fingertips traced down his cheek and under the curve of his jaw, and Leo felt like he couldn’t breathe through the excited chills that ran over him.
“Y-yes… yes, I do…” Leo stammered out, almost reeling at the turn this conversation had taken. “W-why do you think I was confused that you weren’t even looking at me?! There’s no way we’d get a chance like this and not…at least…”
“At least what?” Klaus asked, nearly taunting, face alight with mischief. Leo forced himself to answer, however quiet and ashamed.
“Have…have some fun with it…?”
Klaus’ evil leer widened and he let himself gaze freely on Leo’s features, admiring them openly.
“You’re such a handsome and adorable young man, Leo. It only makes sense that you’re so beautiful as a woman, too. It’s like seeing you for the first time, all over again. Like I said, surreal…but…”
“Sexy?” Leo asked without thinking. Klaus’ eyes fairly twinkled as he sank his fingers into that messy tail of curls over Leo’s shoulder.
“Incredibly.”
They moved at the same time, bringing their lips together in a series of familiar, warm kisses. Klaus brushed Leo’s neck with his palm, dragging nails over his nape. Leo drew back to take a sharp breath and fist his hands in Klaus’ rolled-up sleeves. The kisses trailed up to Leo’s temple, while another big hand slid down to stroke his thigh.
“What do you say we explore your new body together?” Klaus murmured into his hair. “I trust your honesty if you say you want to…”
Leo could barely think straight he was so turned on, feeling it as an overwhelming pulse of need between his legs. The dam wall they’d avoided was breeched, and now he felt like he was spinning free and wild in a flood of desire.
“S-shit, Klaus, I’m…of course I want to! But it’s strange; I’m so excited, but… it’s just so different…”
“What does it feel like?” Klaus asked, brushing the long curls from Leo’s shoulder and kissing just beneath his ear. “Tell me what’s different about it.”
Leo dropped his head back when Klaus clamped down lightly with his lips at the side of his neck.
“I…I d-don’t know…” He babbled in a whisper. “It’s like a tingling…instead of a throbbing…it’s so strong…right…r-right between my legs…it’s like it’s drawing tight down there or something…and…and needs to be…needs to be…”
“Loosened?” Klaus asked against his shoulder. “Soothed?”
“Yes.” Leo agreed breathlessly. “It’s sorta the same as when I’m hard, but, god, it’s still so different…I can’t describe it any better than that. Don’t make me try, Klaus, please, not right now.”
“But I do so love hearing you talk,” Klaus said in a drawling mumble while he mouthed back up Leo’s neck, “I love how shy you always sound when you describe your pleasure and desire…”
“You’re so cruel!” Gasped Leo fiercely. “Always trying to make me say everything out loud!”
“Don’t play innocent. You enjoy hearing me describe things too.” Klaus lifted his hand from Leo’s thigh to hold his slender waist, pulling him closer. “How often do my words make you tremble, my sweet?”
“It’s not the same!” Leo insisted, halted for a moment when Klaus kissed his mouth again. “You like describing things during sex; it’s easier for you, but it’s so hard for me and you still make me do it!”
“How dreadfully unfair of me.” Klaus mumbled guiltlessly, kissing Leo’s chin and his cheeks. “I should speak to you doubly as much this time to make up for it.”
Leo’s entire body suddenly flushed with heat at that notion, and he slapped his hand over Klaus’ mouth out of desperation.
“D-don’t you dare…” He threatened, voice warbly and thin. “You want to kill me, you sadist?”
Klaus only smiled in a way that Leo knew meant he’d already lost this battle, and easily plucked Leo’s fingers from his troublesome mouth to say,
“I want to see what you look like out of these night clothes. I want to show you all the joys of this feminine form…I’ll map it all out with my tongue if that’s what it takes.”
Leo tried concealing the shudder of arousal that swept through him by grunting. “God, you’re nothing but a lusty beast parading around in a gentleman’s skin, you know that?!”
“The best gentlemen reserve their lust for their partners, sweetheart.” Klaus said, unperturbed by the accusation, “Is that really a complaint you wish to make right now?”
Fangs scraped bluntly along Leo’s neck, and he arched up into Klaus’ hold when he was pulled close against that strong chest. “Depends on how quickly we can make it to the bedroom.” Leo said, running hands over broad shoulders.
“Hmm yes the bedroom would be more ideal for this...” Klaus agreed noncommittally, still nibbling his way along Leo’s flesh.
“You…y-you have to let me go first.” Leo pointed out, clutching tighter when Klaus began sucking a mark into his neck. “C-come on, knock it off!”
Leo struggled to pull away from Klaus’ grasp, knowing he’d be unable to if he let that go on any longer. He tottered a bit on his feet before turning to lead the charge for the stairs, Klaus at his heels. The big man waylaid them halfway up by pressing Leo against the wall to kiss him. Leo allowed it, kissing back with an eagerness he hadn’t felt in some time. He finally tore his mouth away when he felt himself sinking down the wall, courtesy of his shaking legs.
“You couldn’t even make it up the stairs, you fiend?!" He critiqued through his gasps.
Klaus started to apologize, before pausing as something caught his attention. “Leo, what is this?”
Leo realized that in all their passion, the collar of his nightshirt had been pulled to one side, exposing the lacey sapphire shoulder strap to his lingerie. He covered his face and groaned. That was not how he’d intended for Klaus to find out about his hidden outfit. “Let’s just get into the damn bedroom first and I’ll explain.”
Klaus backed off, taking Leo’s hand and leading him up the remaining stairs and into their room at last. Leo closed the door behind them and pushed Klaus backwards, forcefully making him sit on the edge of the bed.
“Stay right there, and…don’t laugh when I show you, ok?” He begged, face so hot he would’ve welcomed an ice-bath.
“I would never.” Klaus promised, smiling so sweetly that Leo kissed him one more time before withdrawing. With a quick, bracing breath, Leo stepped out of the oversized pajama pants, and then began opening the buttons on the nightshirt.
“It wasn’t my idea,” he explained, trying to avoid how awkward he felt, “Chain bought it for me, and…I couldn’t resist at least trying it on…” He let the shirt fall to the ground with the pants, and stood there in his new lingerie set, shyly rubbing at one arm. It was somewhat satisfying to see how deeply Klaus inhaled once he got a good look, his fanged mouth parted in surprise.
“Do…do you like it?” Leo asked. “I thought…it was nice.”
“Nice?” Klaus repeated, voice husky. “Leo, you’re stunning…that looks absolutely beautiful on you.”
He hadn’t thought his face could grow any hotter, but those words made Leo feel like a glowing coal.
“Chain has fine taste.” He murmured, stepping closer to the bed. “It’s really soft, and silky.”
“Hmm…so are you.” Klaus rumbled, reaching out one long arm to pull Leo closer. He wound up standing astride Klaus’ knee, hands pressed against his shoulders while large hands stroked his hips through the silky fabric. “You’re just as small and soft as ever, but these new curves are quite…intoxicating.”
“So, you like … these?” Leo asked shakily, glancing down at his breasts, and the sapphire lace emphasizing them. “I think they’re pretty cute, don’t you?”
Klaus answered by lifting a hand and tracing the underside of each breast with his fingers. His touch through the silk was wonderful, and Leo’s breath caught when a huge thumb began lightly running over both of his nipples in turn.
“I just know I’m going to enjoy these. Your nipples always were sensitive. But now, I wonder if it will feel even better when I tease them.”
“This might not be the best time for teasing.” Leo sighed, very aware of Klaus’ knee resting between his legs. “I have no idea if I’ll react differently in this body. I don’t know how much I can take.”
“Then let’s find out.” Klaus gently tugged down the thin lace to expose Leo’s entire right breast. A soft sound left Leo’s lips at the sight of Klaus cupping that shapely flesh in one hand. He spared a quick, appreciative brush of fingers before covering the blushing nipple with his lips. Leo hummed as that nipple hardened up against Klaus’ tongue, and he rocked himself down against Klaus’ knee, too excited to stay still. He could feel the fine fabric of those dress pants on his bare flesh, exposed by the opening in the panties. That bit of friction eased him enough to keep calm while Klaus pawed at his ass with one hand, the other exploring Leo’s breasts. He bared the left one with another sideways tug on the thin bodice, and Leo shivered when both straps brushed loosely down his arms.
“So lovely.” Klaus murmured into the soft flesh, kissing a path from the slant of one breast up to the nipple of the other and back again. Sparks of fire flew along Leo’s skin, and he stretched upward to press his chest closer. Klaus’ hand took to gently squeezing and brushing whichever breast his mouth wasn’t adoring, while Leo canted his hips down on that broad knee and breathed heavily at how good it all felt.
“This really is so fetching on you.” Klaus finally said, stroking the ruffled hem of the nightie, following the part in the garment to trace the warm skin of Leo’s belly. “I can still see you. In your face, in your voice, your cadence…I can see my darling boy, wrapped in a girl’s body…damn, it’s incredible.”
“Feels incredible too.” Leo said softly. “You’re right; my nipples are still just as sensitive.”
Klaus latched his mouth to one at that, and Leo was so glad to have the sensation back that he was oblivious to Klaus’ next move. That big hand slid down to wrap around his hipbone, and from there, his thumb had only to stretch out to find the edge of that delicate mound. Leo was taken by surprise at that touch, and moaned sharply, lifting his weight from Klaus’ knee to let that thumb explore further. It slipped down and nestled between the cleft there, gently pressing inward, just once. Leo shuddered.
“Can I see you closer?” Klaus asked, pulling away from Leo’s chest. “Can I see this closer?”
“Thought you’d never ask.” Leo quipped, stepping back from Klaus and feeling suddenly frigid cold without the embracing heat from his body. He was distracted by the glistening wet patch he’d left on Klaus’ knee. He crossed his arms over his chest shyly. “Oh…I…I’m sorry that I…I didn’t realize I was…”
When Klaus looked down and noticed what Leo was fretting over, his lips parted at the sight. “You’re already this wet…” He ran his fingers over the spot, before grinning up at Leo. “You have to know how much I like that…you would in my position, wouldn’t you?”
“Yeah.” Leo mumbled timidly. “But I’m still embarrassed. It’s not like I’m used to…that.”
Perhaps in an effort to make Leo more comfortable, Klaus stood up and casually opened and slipped out of his pants, laying them aside along with his glasses at last. When he came in closer, Leo gave him a grateful smile in return, and began unbuttoning Klaus’ shirt for him.
“You should take this off. Shirtless is sexy, but a shirt with no pants just looks silly.”
“I had no idea.” Klaus responded, amused. “Since I think you always look downright adorable in only a shirt, my dear.”
“Yeah, well…maybe it’s the socks and slippers throwing the look off for me.” Leo said, flustered, still working at the buttons.
“Thank you for enlightening me.”
“Any time.” Leo reached the end of the buttons, and as he parted the material to bare Klaus’ chest, he found his eyes fixing instantly on the familiar, sculpted muscles that he loved so much. He nibbled on his lower lip as he stared, heart racing. “You know…of course I’d think it was hot if you were the one changed into a girl by chance…and I’d still love you no matter what happens, but…god, I adore this body of yours so much…”
He ran his slender, feminine hands over the firm front of Klaus’ stomach, while the man shucked out of the shirt entirely, and even took a second to remove his slippers and socks due to Leo’s comments.
“You see my body all the time.” Klaus pointed out, caressing Leo’s arms. “I’m glad you enjoy it so much, but I want to see yours right now.”
“Just let me have you a little bit first?” Leo pleaded softly, pressing kisses to Klaus’ chest and running his fingers up to caress broad nipples. “Just a bit?”
He was pleased by the shudder that went through that huge frame, and Klaus loosely draped his arms around Leo, nodding his agreement. Leo then went on a detour of adoring Klaus’ chest, smothering slow kisses along the toned lines of muscle, gliding his palms along his tall sides. The incredible strength in this man’s body had been honed by years of combat and cultivation. He’d earned every single mouth-watering ripple and plane of flesh with his heroism, and Leo was very aware of how blessed he was to call this man his own. Those hands wielded the most powerful Blood Technique imaginable, had moved pieces across a board that changed the course of this city, had pulled countless people from the edge of death…and they were lovingly resting around Leo’s waist. It amazed Leo that Klaus could love him enough to give himself over like this. Thankfully, he’d moved beyond feeling unworthy at this point, and learned to enjoy his lover freely.
And enjoy he did. He rose up on his toes to return all of Klaus’ nipple-play with some of his own, circling one with his tongue and relishing how it pebbled. The rise and fall of his quickening breath was thrilling beneath Leo’s hands, while that hardness pressed into his belly through Klaus’ briefs.
“Lean down for me.” Leo moaned, when he had to drop back onto the flats of his feet a moment later, inwardly cursing his shortness.
Instead of simply leaning over to let Leo resume what he’d been doing, Klaus sunk all the way down to the floor, in one smooth movement. He drank in Leo’s dumbfounded expression with pure enjoyment as he settled on his knees before him.
“Please,” Klaus pleaded with quiet need, “Let me look at you now.”
An almost crazed nod was Leo’s answer, words abandoning him at the sight of Klaus in such a radically different position than he’d ever seen him in before. Large warm hands ran up under the sapphire shift, pushing it past Leo’s breasts and shoulders to remove it. Leo then felt the overwhelming weight of Klaus’ eyes on his body as those fingers massaged into his hips.
“No wonder you leaked right onto me so easily,” Klaus said at last, intrigued, “with that opening in the fabric. I don’t even have to strip it from you to see your pretty cunt.”
The words hit Leo like an electric shock, and his heart skipped almost uncomfortably. He gasped, slapping his hands over his eyes, mortified.
“I can’t believe those words just left your mouth!” Klaus chuckled and pulled Leo’s hands down, kissing his fingers.
“I’ve never had occasion to use them with you before, have I? You’ve heard me speak about your cock plenty before. Why should it be any different with your cunt?”
When Leo didn’t respond to that beyond a shy sidelong glance, Klaus’ wicked side emerged, craving a greater reaction. He clasped the slender wrists in one hand, lowering the other between Leo’s legs, keeping their eyes locked. He lightly traced the sensitive sides of that mound with his spread fingers, while pointedly whispering, “Such a beautiful. Little. Pink. Cunt.”
As Klaus had no doubt predicted, Leo squirmed against his hand and squeezed his eyes shut, even turning his face away. “Lusty beast!” He squeaked out, defensively. “Y-you’ve really shed your gentleman’s skin now.”
“Oh, just watch me.” Klaus threatened playfully, gripping Leo’s hips and pushing him almost roughly to the side, onto the mattress. Leo’s sharp cry changed to a giggle as Klaus laid him flat and tugged him to the very edge of the bed. Leo pulled a pillow over for his head, while Klaus planted kisses down the line of his belly, and across the curve of his abdomen to nibble on his hipbone. One of his fangs caught on the slender band of the panties, and he tugged on it with a small growl.
“Don’t you dare rip those!” Leo chastised. “You may look hot as all hell right now, but I still don’t want holes torn into them!”
“Then let’s keep them safe, shall we?” Klaus almost roughly dragged the panties down Leo’s hips. “I want a clear view anyway.”
As soon as he’d put the panties aside, Klaus pulled Leo’s legs apart to drape down the side of the bed. He busied himself gently mouthing at each inner thigh, kissing and licking the soft skin up to the hipbone again. He stopped himself there, to just hold Leo’s legs open and admire what lay between them.
“C-clear enough view for you?” Leo asked huskily, looking down to see the intense focus on Klaus’ face. His hands stroked softly down Leo’s slender calves and ankles while he stared. “Or do you need to put your glasses back on?”
“Oh, I can see perfectly clearly. You must be dying for me to touch you here.”
“What gave it away?”
Klaus ran one finger down the center of Leo’s rosy lips, applying the slightest pressure and instantly finding the well of slickness just between them. His mouth parted on a pleased sigh as he dipped deeper for more. “This.”
Leo drew in a sharp breath and rolled his hips, encouraging Klaus to keep going. He did, feeling about the new feminine shape and spreading Leo’s wet need as he went. Those broad fingertips traced the entire line of that lovely cleft, sparking lovely tingling sensations even when they lightly pinched and pulled at Leo’s ruffled labia.
“You have a perfect clit.” Klaus breathed at length, gently spreading the hood and surrounding flesh back with his thumbs to expose the pink bud. “Small and swollen and needy. Does it feel different than your cock?”
Leo struggled to answer, all his brainpower focused on not reaching down and pressing against that throbbing, pulsing spot. He could feel the warmth of Klaus’ thumbs so close to where he wanted them to touch, and it was maddening.
“A little…” He managed, craning his neck to the side to watch what Klaus would do next. “I mean…it’s similar, but…”
“More intense?”
Before Leo could speak, he moaned instead, as Klaus blessed him with the first deliberate touch right where he wanted it; brushing his thumb in a firm pattern that was still light enough to be teasing. Taking Leo’s reaction as his answer, Klaus said, softly, “It’s because all those nerves are packed into this one, tiny little spot…this gorgeous clit…”
Lei never knew that such a gentle circling of Klaus’ thumb could feel so incredible, even if the man had done similar things to his cock before. He spread his legs wider and seized the pillow on either side of his head. Klaus seemed to be entranced by running his thumb around and around that place, watching the tender bud of flesh shift under his own actions. Leo was about to tell him not to begin drooling, as his mouth was hanging ajar, but the sensations were too good to risk Klaus stopping.
“You like this?” Klaus asked, once he’d managed to close his mouth and tear his eyes away to look up at Leo’s face.
“Yeah…a lot.” Leo breathed.
“How does it feel?” Klaus pressed, flicking his thumb this time rather than brushing. Leo jerked at the spike of sensation. “Tell me what it’s like.”
Leo dropped one hand to touch himself directly for the first time, letting his own fingers rub just as he wanted, with a bit more force than Klaus had used.
“It’s so good, but…a little frustrating?” Leo admitted thinly, as Klaus watched him work his clit over to his will. “I’m…I’m used to having a whole length of flesh that feels this way, you know? Now it’s all folded in so close together… I’m struggling to process how it can feel so good all at once…with so little movement. It’s kind of easier and harder at the same time? I don’t know, it’s just…it is really good…”
Klaus’ expression turned a bit skeptical as he absorbed Leo’s explanation.
“So it feels…too good for you to handle? Think you’ll come any second now?”
“I didn’t say that!” Leo groaned, arching up into his own touch as he tried to keep himself from rubbing too quickly and ending it all. “D-don’t get any ideas! I can hold out just as long as any other night!”
Klaus took Leo’s wrist and pulled his hand away to stop him. “Let’s see you prove it.”
With that rumbling threat, Klaus’ warm mouth covered the mound of Leo’s cunt, wet lips spreading and kissing hungrily.
"Oh wow…” Leo sighed, finding momentary solace in the familiar sensation. It was a less urgent stimulation than his own fingers, but not as teasing as Klaus’ thumb had been. The balance seemed just right to not frustrate him or tip him too far toward release…for about five seconds. Then big hands subtly pinned his thighs to hold them steady, and Klaus began prodding and circling deliberately at Leo’s clit with the tip of his tongue.
“Oh god, fuck, that’s so…holy shit…” Leo babbled in a heated rush, reaching down to thread fingers through Klaus’ red hair. Just like that, the urgency was back. For a few long seconds he breathed faster while Klaus explored his clit and the little folds around it with an eager, if gentle, tongue. It was both so odd and yet so enjoyable that Leo could only lay there and gladly let it happen. The longer that pleasure went on, the more Leo wanted something else to go along with it. He bit his lip and kept from requesting what he wanted for several minutes out of spite, before he couldn’t bear it, and he gasped out,
“Klaus…c-can you finger me? Please? It’s like you said before; it’s like I’m aching inside, and n-need you to loosen me up.”
Klaus gave a single, suckling kiss, with a delicious swirl of his tongue as an apology for pulling back.
“I’ll gladly do that for you…if you can handle telling me, in detail, how my mouth feels.”
“Well, it feels—.”
“While I’m using it.”
“Why’re you so evil tonight?!” Leo rasped almost angrily, when Klaus didn’t resume his attentions, but began dawdling around kissing his hipbones instead. “You really won’t finger me unless I describe it at the same time?!”
Klaus’ eyes gleamed, and he slowly shook his head, lips trailing back and forth over Leo’s thighs now. Leo dropped his head onto his pillow, the sight being too much for him. “Fine, fine! I’ll do it…I’ll do my best, j-just…go back to…what you were doing.”
“What exactly was I doing?” Klaus murmured wickedly against his thigh. “Use your words, sweetheart.”
Leo softly knocked his knee into Klaus’ head in retaliation before squeezing his eyes shut and saying, “Licking…my…m-my clit.”
“That’s better, love.”
Leo sighed in relief when Klaus’ tongue returned, this time licking all the way up between his lips to taste his wetness, before it swiped over his clit again. Desperately wanting to keep Klaus there, doing just that, Leo kept his promise and began speaking, haltingly,
“Um…god…it’s warm…and when you m-move your tongue, it…it’s like all the pleasure…just comes in bursts…every time you press it just right…with the tip…that’s the best…right there…when you flick your tongue up from underneath…god, that’s amazing…I…I can feel…how wet it makes me…m-my um…inside me…it’s aching…like it’s wanting you…please…y-your fingers…please?”
While he came to the end of that ramble, Klaus rewarded him at last by curling a fingertip up toward the source of Leo’s wetness, the place from which it flowed, and slowly slipped it inside. “You’re so slick…” Klaus murmured. “I knew you’d want it… knew you’d need it.”
“Yes, yes, do that harder…” Leo begged in a whisper. “I need you to, it’s almost hurting if you don’t, please…” Klaus obliged, and slid his finger all the way inside, beginning to rub at Leo’s inner walls and test how widely he could spread them. Leo gasped, hips bobbing at the new pleasure. “It’s…so much easier when I can make my own lube, huh?” The heat of a chuckle brushed Leo’s skin, and Klaus tested him by adding a second finger. To Leo’s amazement, he took them easier than he ever had before this quickly. “That’s…that’s so good. I’m just stretching right around your fingers.”
“You might be better designed to adjust in this body, but you’re still small…we shouldn’t go too quickly.”
Leo didn’t argue, as Klaus’ big fingers soothed the ache inside him and began sliding in and out. They seemed at once too big and yet easier to take than when they’d fingered him elsewhere. Between Leo’s wetness and the flexible nature of that place…it was very different, but still so good. As Klaus took the time to work on him, something occurred to Leo.
“A-are you trying to find my, um…you know?”
Klaus raised an eyebrow at him. “Words, sweetheart.”
“Right, um, my G-spot?” Leo asked in a rush to just get the words out there. “I should have one if I’m a girl now, right?”
“I’ve brushed it a bit already, but maybe it’s not as pleasurable for you as you’re expecting it to be. Everyone’s body is different. Erogenous zones are a baseline but do not hold true for everyone.”
“Try harder.” Leo insisted playfully. “Just in case.”
Taking that advice, Klaus deliberately curled his fingers upward inside Leo, harder than before, rubbing against a thicker pad of flesh that he found there. “Feel that?”
Leo twisted his lips in concentration. “I mean…I feel it, but…it doesn’t seem better or worse than anything else…”
“Then your true pleasure comes from here…” Klaus straightened his fingers back out to continue thrusting them inside at the same moment that he laid his mouth to Leo’s clit once more.
“Yep!” Leo squeaked beneath a laugh, his head falling back as that pleasure flooded him again. “Wow, that…makes your fingers feel better, too, somehow…”
Klaus eased back, gently sliding his fingers out of Leo and licking them clean without hesitation.
“My fingers can only do so much.” Leo realized, upon hearing those words, that he was more impatient than he’d expected for the main event.
“Yeah…I think you’re right.” Leo pulled himself from the edge of the mattress, throwing his pillow back toward the head of the bed. “Come here.”
Klaus stood up and roughly pulled open the top draw of the nightstand, taking out their favorite lube.
“You think we’ll need that?” Leo asked, scrambling aside as Klaus climbed onto the bed with him.
“I’d rather use it just to be careful.”
“Let me be on top.” Leo said, and instantly cut Klaus off as he saw him about to protest. “If it hurts then we can try something else.”
“I’m not sure that’s the best idea, love. We don’t even know how easy or difficult it might be for you to take me; I’m not sure you should add the weight of your body to that risk. Why not at least try lying down first?”
Leo rubbed at his temples in frustration, but made himself consider that for a second rather than being reckless. “Fine, have it your way, let’s just see what happens.”
Giving him a quick kiss on the lips, Klaus gently made Leo lay down again, and unceremoniously slathered his own fingers in the lube before rubbing them between Leo’s legs. While he may have been wet on his own, the slippery sensation was so good, especially when Klaus slid his lubed fingers inside once more, spreading him apart carefully. It felt marginally better to be laying down properly instead of hanging his legs off the bed, and Leo sighed as he just enjoyed the attention of those fingers for a while.
“Want me to add a third?” Klaus asked, and Leo shook his head, pushing those big fingers away.
“At this point, I’d rather you just give it a try and we’ll go from there.” Leo answered, stealing the bottle from Klaus and pouring some onto his hands. He reached down and coated Klaus’ waiting cock, loving the tight breaths and soft moans Klaus gave in response. “Sorry, you haven’t had much attention, have you?”
“Oh hush, love.” Klaus said softly, lips brushing Leo’s cheek. “I keep telling you it’s your body that we should be focusing on tonight.”
“Well, let me make it up to you anyway.”
Klaus didn’t argue, and even drew up closer to make the stroking motion easier for Leo, letting his big hands caress and brush Leo’s small breasts in the meantime, the fingers of one still wet to the touch from his preparation. When he was slick enough, Klaus took hold of Leo’s hips and lifted them up over his thighs, making him yelp. This was something they occasionally did as foreplay, but Leo was suddenly very interested to see how it would feel in this body. When Klaus began rubbing the length of his heavy, hot cock against the cleft of Leo’s cunt, he was amazed how similar and good it felt. He moaned and arched his back to grind them harder together, the slide of hard and soft flesh nearly intoxicating.
“This is always amazing, but, shit, it’s uncanny how well that all fits together…” Leo gasped, after feeling his lips nearly cling around Klaus’ shaft while he moved.
“We’re a good fit no matter what.” Klaus rebutted, nudging the head of his cock to the bud of Leo’s clit. After squirming and groaning at that teasing pleasure, Leo chuckled lightly.
“True, but just let me have this, you hopeless romantic! Enough teasing, let’s see how well we really fit. Please?” When he saw Klaus’ hesitation, he added, “you’ve teased me, eaten me out, fingered me, and now you’re all but taunting me with this insanely hot frottage; I’m ready for you now, I promise.”
That little outburst made Klaus smile and laugh a little. “Alright darling, just be sure to-.”
“I’ll tell you to stop if I need you to!” Leo cut him off, voice clear and firm. “Cock. Inside. Now!”
Again, Klaus laughed at Leo’s unapologetic forwardness. It had been such a long time since Leo had to be so direct, since at this point they’d routinely done nearly everything there was to do together as partners. But Leo was obviously not as patient with Klaus’ caution as he’d been when they first began being intimate, and the man knew better than to keep questioning him. So Klaus lowered Leo’s hips to the bed once again, and finally wedged his cock between the wet lips of Leo’s cunt, giving a small push. The flesh gave way for him almost immediately, and Leo shuddered as Klaus slid forward to fill his new channel.
“This what you wanted?” Klaus asked huskily, cupping Leo’s slender thighs and spreading them open for him.
“Yeah, it feels just fine; you’re stretching me right out…fuck, you’re so big…go deeper…”
“Slowly… slowly darling.” Klaus warned breathily, stroking his fingers over Leo’s legs to discourage him from bucking down of his own accord.
“I’m fine, it’s good, I can handle it, come on...” Leo gritted out as he relaxed and let his body take in more and more of Klaus’ length while the man complied, sinking deeper and sighing roughly as he was pulled in by that slick flesh. Leo was shocked when he felt the head of Klaus’ cock settle completely inside. “Oh my god, you fit…”
“I didn’t know if I would.” Klaus admitted tightly, as he began rocking his hips. “It’s a challenge sometimes as it is…but you feel so perfect, just like always.”
“Oh really?” Leo chuckled at that. “Ok, Mr. ‘use your words’, why don’t you tell me what’s different about it this time?”
Klaus bent down to kiss Leo’s forehead as he deflected, “Darling, you’ve been with women before too. You know what it feels like.”
“You don’t get off that easy!” Leo protested, wriggling his hips and wrapping his legs around Klaus’ waist. “You forced me to describe all kinds of embarrassing things! It’s your turn now! Plus…” Leo trailed off when Klaus began slowly sliding in and out, but caught his beath enough to finish, “I told you I’ve never topped a guy before, so…I can’t directly compare what you’re feeling to that…”
“Very well.” Klaus agreed, placing a warm hand on Leo’s belly and running it up to play with a breast yet again. “It’s not as tight as being with a man. There’s a…delightful texture to the flesh that just isn’t there with anal sex. It’s just as warm, and there’s more lubrication, so it can be easier, with enough preparation.”
“So the same…but different?” Leo defined for him, giving a little moan when Klaus picked up the pace a bit. “That’s all you can say about it huh?”
“In few words, yes. Bodies may be different, Leo, but sex is still sex. There’re fewer differences than you’d think, no matter who you’re with.”
“If that’s the case…let me get on top now?”
“Do you really want to that badly? We have a whole month to try things out, love. We don’t have to do everything tonight.”
“I know, I know, but I really want to.”
“Alright, if you’re sure.”
Klaus pulled out and they scrambled to change places, Klaus laying down where Leo had been and Leo straddling the big man’s hips.
“Why are you so determined about this?” Klaus asked roughly, while Leo unwaveringly took his cock and guided it inside himself again.
“B-because…” Leo struggled to answer as he sunk down, instantly noticing a difference in how everything felt. “I usually like to be on my back, or my knees with you behind me, so you can really hammer into my good spot. It’s frustrating to be on top when I can’t move myself as quickly as you do. I just want to see if it’s any different as a girl…”
Leo lowered himself until he was fully seated in Klaus’ lap, his suspicion confirmed as he felt a twinge of pleasure somewhere not previously reached. His eyes widened, and he leaned forward to brace his hands on Klaus’ chest, beginning to move.
“Careful, sweetheart.” Klaus said in a quiet, worried voice, hands stroking Leo’s forearms. “Don’t force yourself.”
“A bit late for that, but I’m not.” Leo insisted, lifting his hips and dropping them down in short bursts. “I think…I think I can actually…feel my G-spot like this. Because you’re so much bigger than your fingers.”
“So you like it?”
“Oh, yes…” Leo cautiously leaned up and back, resting his weight on Klaus’ thighs with his hands. “Oh wow, that’s…that’s really good…”
Klaus ran his hands over Leo’s chest, thumbs playing with his nipples while Leo found a satisfying rhythm with his hips.
“I always love seeing you like this,” Klaus sighed around a leering smile, “all stretched out above me and arched back like that…I know it’s not the best for you, but it’s always a fine sight for me.”
“Glad you get a kick out of it.” Leo said, stirring around to test different angles. “It definitely feels similar, but somehow not as frustrating. I’m…still not sure this could make me come, though.”
“This might change your mind.” One of Klaus’ hands lowered from Leo’s breasts, and just like before, cupped one hip and let the thumb extend. This time, though, that digit went immediately to Leo’s clit, and began rubbing it in firm circles. Leo gave a sharp sound as that little motion seemed to rewire his brain, and suddenly every movement felt better, like he’d tapped into a hidden undercurrent of pleasure. He rocked harder on Klaus’ cock, pressing himself forward against that strong thumb to feel the sensations more intensely.
“Holy shit…yeah, you might’ve changed my mind, alright.” Leo gasped out, groaning when Klaus gently pinched one nipple, then the other, only adding to the pleasure that was shooting through him with every movement. “I…I don’t even know what it’ll be like to…to come…in this body…but you worked me up so much, and that…shit…that feels so good, I…I’m so close, but…what…what do I do?”
“Just don’t stop.” Klaus assured breathlessly; his eyes half-lidded as he, too, enjoyed the rhythm Leo had found. “If you feel that close, we should keep going. Just let it all happen…”
“Ok, ok…” Leo babbled, struggling between wanting to draw this out and being ready to finally reach climax after so much foreplay. The broad head of Klaus’ hard cock was rubbing against that place inside him that was in such a different location than he was used to, but felt nearly as good. Somehow the newness of it all was making it easier to inch closer and closer to the edge by doing nearly the same things they normally did when Leo was on top. Klaus had tried pulling and teasing Leo’s cock before, just as he was working on his clit, and while it had always felt good, it had never quite been enough. Perhaps it was Leo’s mindset, or the fact that so much of his pleasure was contained in that tiny little bud of flesh being rubbed so hard, but Leo felt his orgasm closer than he ever had in this position before.
Then, to his utter surprise, Klaus clamped both hands to his waist, and suddenly began ramming his hips upwards in a speedy flurry of thrusts. Leo cried out and had to lean forward and hold himself up on Klaus’ chest with one hand, the other mindlessly sliding down to keep stroking his clit.
“Oh god, yes, yes…that’s just right, just right, don’t stop, please…” Leo began spitting out any words of encouragement that came to his mind, anything to keep Klaus moving like that. In a rare moment, he heard Klaus swear in an entirely guttural bass of a voice, and that was the missing stimulation Leo needed. He felt everything tensing up, a shudder went through his entire body, and then his pleasure burst from him in a flood of hot liquid that he hadn’t quite anticipated. He gasped and chuckled and kept rubbing at himself as the amazing sensation peaked and then kept going for a second, along with the wet stream still pouring out.
“Oh, shit, I’m…there’s so much, I’m sorry, it’s…I can’t stop…” Leo breathed tightly, as Klaus slowed his hips. “My god, it’s a mess, I’m-.”
“It’s amazing.” Klaus corrected for him, voice entranced and happy. “It’s amazing, don’t fight it.”
Leo slowed his fingers as he felt the pleasure dying down, and then he instantly clapped wet hands over his face in embarrassment. The crevices of Klaus’ abs, and his navel were filled with liquid, and Leo could feel how absolutely drenched their thighs were.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Leo kept repeating, still breathless and reeling but completely mortified. “I didn’t know I would do that, I’m sorry.”
Instead of repeating himself, Klaus responded to Leo’s shame by gently tilting them, laying them on their sides and keeping his hold on Leo’s waist. He started thrusting again within Leo’s now-softened walls, startling him and producing unavoidable squelching sounds as a result.
“Do you think I’d still be this hard, or still wanting you this much, if I didn’t find that arousing?” He demanded gently, hooking Leo’s leg by the knee and lifting it up so he could thrust faster. Wetness from Leo’s pleasure trickled down around their waists and legs, making him even more self-conscious.
“You really do?” Leo asked, just holding onto Klaus’ shoulder and letting him work. This pattern happened quite frequently, with Leo finishing first and Klaus taking a bit more time at his own pace. His cunt was far softer and slicker after coming than his body had been capable of before, but Klaus didn’t seem to have an issue finding pleasure in it.
“I absolutely do.” Klaus echoed roughly. “So very much.” And it was only a few seconds later that Leo heard the telltale stutter of his gasping, and felt the sudden break in his thrusts as they stalled out, jerking once or twice more before ceasing altogether.
That huge body went limp next to Leo, the hot stream of his gasping breaths puffing over Leo’s cheek and shoulder as Klaus pulled him a little closer.
“It’s so wet.” Leo almost groaned, too uncomfortable to give Klaus much time to recover. “That might’ve felt incredible, but I didn’t realize I’d…drench us both.”
A hot chuckle hit his face and Klaus brushed a lazy kiss to Leo’s brow, mumbling breathlessly, “Hmmm…my darling boy turned out to be a gusher, as a girl.”
“What the hell?!” Leo retorted, pushing Klaus away, “I swear, some things just sound completely wrong when you say them! ‘Gusher’ is definitely one of them!”
Klaus was wearing a smile that told Leo all he needed to about how seriously the man took his opinion. To add insult to injury, Klaus reached out one hand and slowly dragged his fingers over the giant wet stain on the bed between them.
“Can’t argue with this, my dear.” He added with a smirk. “There’s no more fitting description that I can think of, can you?”
Leo pouted a bit, and then squirmed where he sat. “I need to clean off. We should change the sheets too. I can’t relax like this, no matter how good all that felt.”
“We know for the future now,” Klaus reassured, sitting up and cupping Leo’s face to give him a kiss, “if it really makes you that self-conscious, we can place a towel next time, alright?”
“Thanks.” Leo muttered, kissing him back. “I always thought it would be hot, but…I just wasn’t ready for it.”
“Still, you must’ve felt very, very good to have poured out so much.” Klaus observed, bravely tracing a finger through the slickness between Leo’s legs. That made him twitch at the sensitivity of that place, and Leo sighed shortly.
“It felt…incredible.” He admitted, rocking a tiny bit against that touch to enjoy the light sensations still running through him.
“Worth all your shyness right now?” Klaus questioned, pressing his fingers in a bit more firmly.
“Definitely.” Leo groaned quietly. “Now stop that before you force me to make another mess!”
“Best get used to it, darling. I intend to enjoy this body as much as you’ll let me in the coming days.”
“I’ll let you, all you want.” Leo promised. “But right now, I just want to get cleaned up. Somehow, I hadn’t thought I’d need another shower.”
“Go on and get washed up then, I’ll take care of the bed.”
“Oh thank you, I really didn’t want to…” Leo admitted with a wince. “Not this time, anyway.”
They climbed off the bed, and Klaus snagged him in a quick embrace, humming against his hair, “Next time we’ll be more prepared…just think how much you might release if we set the Veln upon you.”
Leo’s heart skipped a beat, and his eyes darted to the massive aqua and lavender plant resting at the foot of their bed. His head was instantly filled with writhing tentacle vines and vibrating cilia, winding around him and pleasing his current body in entirely new ways.
“How in the hell did I not think about that until now?” He whispered suddenly. “Holy fucking shit…”
Klaus laughed at his lover’s realization, and kissed his shoulder firmly, fangs pressing harmlessly into the soft skin.
“What a month we have ahead of us, my love.”
Leo smiled, and lifted Klaus’ big hands to cover his breasts, sighing as he felt their warmth and the gentle squeeze they gave. He begrudgingly admitted to himself, that perhaps…just perhaps,
“Zapp might’ve been right, this one time out of a million.” Klaus lightly circled Leo’s pert nipples with his fingertips and hummed into the side of his neck.
“How is that?” Leo arched up into the tender touches with a little giggle.
“This month just became sweeter.”