genderswitchness

[llewych_will]

Continued from here.

Bran isn't sure if he should look or not; part of him wants to lean into the touch and part wants to pull away. He stays still, for now, letting Will touch him.Will is timid, at first. It's strange, to be doing this in an unfamiliar body, with a mouth that is his but not. Her lips move lightly over Bran's skin, hesitant. When

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[branbach]

Bran is not sure what to make of this. One hand it's Will, and on another he's seventeen, and on the last (because metaphor is a three-armed creature, apparently) Will is a girl. And not just any girl, but he's done quite a good job of not thinking about that so far. He kisses back when his lips can reach hers, but leaves the touching, for now, to Will.

[llewych_will]

Will seems quite happy to do the touching, her hand fondling him through the fabric of his trousers for a minute or two as her mouth finds a pale pink nipple. Teasing at it with her tongue, her fingers slowly free the button on his trousers, dragging the zip down equally slowly, giving Bran ample time to protest, mainly.

[branbach]

The parts of Bran that Will is heading for are just as unsure what to make of the whole business as the rest of him. He lets Will go on, as much in curiosity really as desire, watching him intently, fingers slipping though his hair.

[llewych_will]

Will slips her hand inside Bran's pants, taking this a slow step at a time. There's no reason to go flinging clothes off; they've got all day, and if Bran needs to call a stop, Will doesn't want it to be any more awkward than necessary.

Her fingers curl around his cock, stroking slowly, trying to coax it into full hardness as she lifts her head just enough to whisper against his chest, "All right?" Her long hair is still tied back, but a few wisps have escaped, framing her face as she glances up at Bran.