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Jolyne sat cross-legged on the hood of the car, gazing up at the stars. Anasui stood beside her, leaning back against it with his palms. The night was quiet, the temperature comfortable and the air muggy. The wind that rustled the trees played with Anasui’s long hair, gently blowing pink strands in his face before he’d brush them aside.
“You know what really sucks about all of this?” Jolyne asked suddenly.
“Hm?” Anasui turned to look at her, expression neutral. “What is it?”
Jolyne groaned, becoming a little embarrassed. Why’d she have to blurt such a thing out suddenly? It wasn’t like she was with Ermes right now; she was with a guy. A guy who was kind of weird, at that.
“Well…” She began, huffing. “Oh, to hell with it. I can’t get all shy about this shit right now. There’s more important shit to worry about. I’m just annoyed, ‘cause… well, ‘cause…”
Anasui tilted his head to the side. “Because of what?”
“Argh!” Jolyne looked to the side, still embarrassed regardless. “Because I haven’t gotten to… you know… have sex in forever. I haven’t done it once since going to prison!” She looked back at Anasui defiantly. “There, happy!?”
Anasui blinked, taken aback. “...You’re the one who brought it up,” he aptly pointed out. But then, he swallowed, leaning in close to Jolyne. “But, if that’s what you want… I’d be more than happy to satisfy your craving, Jolyne.”
“Huh!?” Jolyne pulled away, eyes wide as her face flushed with warmth. “That’s not what I was saying at all!”
Anasui froze, mortified.
“Although…” Jolyne sighed, trailing off as she studied his face. She could admit the guy was hot, and the way he dressed was a bit of a turn-on if she was being honest with herself. Fucking him wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world - far from it. And considering they didn’t know what they were getting themselves into, the likelihood one or more of them wouldn’t make it out alive - including Jolyne herself - was uncomfortably high. What if this was her last chance, and she’d turned him down? She’d never be able to let that go when she was in heaven!
“You…” Jolyne began. “You’d really be down to do that? Just as like a, ‘we might die tomorrow so fuck it’ type of thing?”
“...Yes,” Anasui said, his breath baited. Jolyne felt a little bad for embarrassing the guy, and possibly giving him emotional whiplash. “Of course.”
“Okay,” she said, quieter. “Sit next to me, then. Let’s do it.”
Relocating his resolve, Anasui nodded, lifting himself to sit next to her on the hood of the car. Jolyne matched him by letting her feet dangle off the edge as he leaned in confidently, taking her chin in his hand. His skin was softer than her own, she thought.
Anasui tilted Jolyne’s head up, looking into her eyes as his lips parted, seemingly about to say something. Jolyne, however, was a little jumpy thanks to her nerves and cut him off by locking their lips together, immediately regretting that she noticed too late that he was trying to talk. Oh, whatever, she thought, it can’t have been that important.
Anasui let out a strangled sound into Jolyne’s lips as she kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Quickly, though, he relaxed into the kiss, sliding his tongue into her mouth confidently as a hand reached for her thigh. His thumb rubbed little circles on her inner thigh, and damn it, she was getting worked up way too quickly because of how long it’d been. They kissed like that for a minute or so, with Jolyne crossing the leg closest to Anasui over his and shuffling closer. Anasui’s free hand stroked gently down her cheek, her neck, it brushed delicately over the exposed skin of her shoulder, and came to rest on her chest, thumb brushing over her nipple in a way that made her thankful she hadn’t been wearing a bra.
Jolyne broke the kiss, the two of them breathing heavily, lipstick colours smudged together. It was probably just because she was horny, but Anasui suddenly looked a lot more attractive, hair slightly tousled, cheeks flushed and eyes darkened. As Anasui lifted both hands behind Jolyne to let her hair out, Jolyne dragged both her hands down his chest, fingers catching in the mesh top until they reached his lap where she boldly groped Anasui through his white thong. He must be a real freak, she thought, walking around dressed like this. The sex probably goes crazy.
Giving it a squeeze, though, Jolyne found herself embarrassed again, and a little confused. “Damn,” she murmured, furrowing her brow, “you’re not even a little hard yet…? U-Usually other guys would be!”
Anasui gave her a puzzled look, brow furrowed. “...No,” he said, “I’m definitely aroused.”
“I can’t feel it,” Jolyne said. “You feel soft!”
“Because… it’s not real,” Anasui said, brushing a lock of hair out of Jolyne’s face oddly tenderly. “That’s my packer.”
“Huh? Your what?” Jolyne raised a brow, looking up at Anasui. “What the hell are you talking about?”
Anasui smiled, then, letting out a soft chuckle. “Jolyne… you’re so cute. I don’t have a penis.”
“What!?” Jolyne pulled her hand back, looking at the man with wide-eyed shock. “Then what the hell do you have?”
“The… same as you…” Anasui responded, losing his smile and becoming puzzled again. “Mostly.”
“You have a pussy!?”
“Jolyne, you did know I’m trans, right?” Anasui asked, like it was expected that Jolyne should’ve known such a shocking piece of information. “That I’m female to male?”
“What the hell?” She demanded. “No, I didn’t know that! How was I meant to know that! I-I’m not mad, or put off, or anything, but it’s my first time hearing it!”
“I’m… sorry,” Anasui said, speaking slowly like he was choosing his words carefully. Or, maybe he was nearly rendered speechless, because Jolyne possibly forgot something important like a dumbass. “I never addressed it, but I assumed you knew because I still had breasts when we first met. Well, when we first saw each other.”
“You did?” Jolyne asked. “That was in Emporio’s ghost room, right?”
“Yes,” Anasui nodded. “And around the female ward, at times.”
“Y-You were in the female ward!? I never saw you there!”
Anasui deflated visibly. “You didn’t…?”
“Nuh-uh,” Jolyne responded, shaking her head.
“Oh,” Anasui said simply, looking away for a moment. Then, when the moment had passed, he looked back at her, seeming a little calmer. “I suppose you want an explanation.”
“Please catch me up,” she said. “Sorry I didn’t realise. That’s crazy. I-I mean, me missing that is crazy, not you having a pussy. That’s cool.”
Anasui snorted, though his face remained straight. “Well, I’ll fill you in on the whole story: I was on hormone replacement therapy for some time, though I still had to stay in the female ward. That was, until I learned how to use Diver Down to alter muscle and bone structure – obviously, after we had first met. When I was able to increase my height, masculinise my face and flatten my chest, they finally transferred me to the male ward. Several guards had become alarmed when they saw me, thinking I’d snuck in from there, so they decided it was the best decision. I’m not able to change my genitals, though – or at least, I haven’t gotten good enough with Diver Down to attempt it yet. I don't want to risk messing it up too badly."
“...Woah,” Jolyne finally said. “That’s actually pretty awesome. I don’t think I’ve met someone like you before.”
“A trans man?” He asked.
“Yeah,” she said with a nod. “Well, like I said, I’m not put-off! I’ve got experience with girls.”
“That’s good,” Anasui said, his eyelids lowering a touch as he reached down and slid a hand into his thong. When he pulled his hand back out, he was holding a soft silicone dick and balls – far too flaccid to be used as a toy, Jolyne thought. That must have been the ‘packer’ she’d grabbed onto. “Though, I’ll remind you that I am a man, and I’d prefer you use masculine terms for me.”
“Right, of course,” Jolyne said, eyeing the packer as he set it aside on the hood. “I just meant, y’know, I’ve eaten pussy before.”
“I prefer masculine terms for that, too,” he said simply.
“...How?” Jolyne asked.
“Get on your knees, and I can teach you.”
Jolyne felt herself growing warm again, so she slid off the hood and onto the grass as Anasui stood up and lifted his makeshift skirt. He pushed his thong down, letting it drop to his ankles and revealing the biggest, fattest clit that Jolyne had ever seen.
“Woah,” she said. “That thing is huge!”
“I’ll admit,” Anasui said, sweeping his hair behind his shoulders, “most probably aren’t this big. I used Diver Down to reach my max potential, you could say.”
“It’s kinda like a little dick,” Jolyne said, leaning in closer as she ran her hands up his thighs, wishing his boots weren’t so damn tall so she could feel a little more skin. “It’s even got a little boner...!”
“Exactly,” Anasui said, his hand finding its way into Jolyne’s loose hair. “You got it, Jolyne.”
“Ohhh,” she said, understanding. “So you just want me to act like it is one?”
“Mm, essentially.”
“Alright, and the rest of your junk?”
“You don’t need to worry about that,” Anasui said softly. “In fact, it doesn’t feel very good for me, so please just focus on my dick.”
“Okay,” she said, fixing her eyes on it. “Easy enough.” With that, she leaned forward, licking a stripe up from beneath and over his dick. She quickly realised her experience with women wasn’t as useful as she thought, finding herself not quite sure whether to treat it like a real dick or like a clitoris. She took the length into her mouth experimentally, fitting the whole thing in and swirling her tongue around it. She looked up at Anasui, expecting feedback, and hoping she looked hot.
Anasui’s brows curved inwards as he let out a shaky sigh, lifting his hand from her hair to take his belt off and sit it aside with his skirt. He bit his lip, putting his hand on the back of Jolyne’s head as his hips shifted slightly. “A-ah,” he gasped.
Well, judging by his reaction, Jolyne was already on-track. She sucked gently, flicking her tongue over the sensitive head, and then the hand in her hair was tugging hard.
“J-Jolyne!” Anasui struggled to say, and Jolyne pulled off immediately. “That’s… hah… i-it’s far too sensitive for that… y-you should focus on the shaft a little more, and take it easy on the head, okay?”
“Oh,” she said, appreciating the flush in the man’s cheeks anyway. “Sorry, I didn’t know it was that crazy.”
“I-It’s alright, I should have mentioned it,” he said, combing her hair back to something neater as he leaned back on the hood of the car. “I don’t know if I’m imagining it, but I feel like I have become more sensitive since transitioning.”
Damn, Jolyne thought, I’m kinda jealous. He must get crazy orgasms. With that, she went back down on him, making sure to take his advice to heart. Things continued like that for several minutes, with Anasui gently guiding Jolyne’s head with his hand, letting out whimpers that had Jolyne feeling hot in all sorts of places.
“Mnh, you look so good down there, Jolyne,” Anasui said between heavy breaths. “So beautiful, with your gorgeous lips wrapped around my cock.”
Jolyne’s eyes fluttered, his words making her blush as she moaned onto him. This is actually pretty sexy, she thought. I never thought I’d be doing a guy with a pussy, but I guess things have been really insane lately anyway. I wish I could finger him too, though… then it’d really be the best of both worlds. Pulling back for a breather, then, Jolyne rubbed at her jaw as it had begun to grow sore.
“Jolyne,” Anasui called, making her look up. “That’s enough for now. Let me return the favour.”
“What?” Jolyne asked. “Let me make you cum first, at least.”
“Please,” Anasui asked, and Jolyne realised how desperate the man looked. “I only want to taste you right now.”
“Oh, o-okay,” she said, standing and brushing off her (definitely bruised) knees. Anasui wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close to him.
“How do you like it, Jolyne?” He purred into her ear, voice low and quiet. “Gentle, or rough? Loving, or cold? What do you want me to do to you?”
“Woah,” she said, eyes wide as she felt one of Anasui’s hands slip between her thighs and rub her over her pants. “Hah… I-I like… I guess… rough would be pretty good right now, honestly. We are fucking like there’s no tomorrow, right? That was the point, I mean.”
“Anything for you,” he whispered, giving her earlobe a gentle nip before pushing her down against the hood of the car.
Jolyne gasped, expecting her back to slam against solid metal, but instead she was caught in two arms – it was Diver Down, partially submerged in the car to make sure she wasn’t hurt. The consideration was almost cute, but it didn’t make it any less exciting. The stand’s arms submerged further, its chest disappearing under the hood fully so her back laid against the hood, and its hands dragged over her chest. It pushed her top up, exposing her hardened nipples to the night air, and all the while Anasui was undoing her belt, pulling her pants down and leaving lipstick-marked kisses all over her hips.
“Oh, fuck,” Jolyne said with a grin, resting her head on top of one of her arms and letting her legs spread once her pants came off.
Anasui looked at Jolyne through his long lashes, his eyes hungry as he began to slowly pull down her panties. Credit where credit was due, he was at least attempting to tease her a little despite how badly he seemed to want to eat her out. Diver Down took her tits in its hands, playing with her nipples and drawing the first of many moans out of her.
“Your voice is like heaven,” Anasui sighed, finally taking her panties all the way off and putting them on top of his own discarded clothing. Crouching down, he planted several kisses over her vulva before letting his tongue slide between her wet folds. He licked her up and down, his heavy breaths hot on her bare skin as he lapped her up, sucking her between his full lips and drinking her up completely.
Jolyne gasped, her back arching as her head rolled back. “Oh, shit!” She cursed, letting her eyes fall shut as both hands wound into Anasui’s long hair, knocking his hat off and onto the ground. “Fuck, Anasui…”
Anasui let out a surprising moan into her, and Jolyne figured he must like getting his hair pulled or something. So, she kept pulling at it and driving her hips into his mouth as he worked her, fucking her with his tongue and licking her in all the right places.
“Hah, shit…” She panted, looking down at him, all pink hair and long lashes. “H-Hey, Anasui, I have a question.”
“Mm?” He asked, not lifting his head from between her legs, but opening his pretty purplish eyes to look at her.
“If you were born a girl, but wanted to be a guy, why– hah– why dress like that…? No offense.”
Anasui did lift his head, then, his lipstick even more smudged than it was before. “Like what? Femininely?”
“Yeah,” she said with a nod.
“Because I like to,” he said simply. “You’d admit there’s a big difference between a man and a woman dressing this way, right?”
“Right,” she agreed.
“Well, I like the expression of femininity, but I don’t like being a woman. I feel far more comfortable as the man who dresses womanly.”
“Oh, I kinda get it,” she said. “I think.”
“I appreciate the effort to understand,” he said with a kind voice. “So pretty, so compassionate… this is why I l–”
“Alright,” Jolyne said, pushing Anasui’s head back down where it belonged. “I get the picture, but now I want you to make me cum.”
Anasui worked Jolyne enthusiastically until she was barely able to control herself, her hands clutching at Diver Down’s wrists for support as she gasped for breath. “Fuck, keep going, yes…!” She was squirming under the attention, the pleasure building and building, finally about to reach its peak. “Like that! Keep doing it like that!”
Anasui obeyed her command, two fingers sliding in and out of her as he tongued her clit, and finally, she had reached it: The peak of the mountain, the tipping point of the rollercoaster, whatever. She was cumming hard, moaning Anasui’s name, and then he was moaning along with her.
As she came down from her high, Anasui slid his fingers out gently, looking at Jolyne adoringly as he sucked them clean. Jolyne genuinely couldn’t tell if this guy was submissive or dominant – maybe he was just overall eager to please. She sat up, leaning back on her palms and smiling down at the man.
“I wish you could fuck me,” she sighed. “That would be pretty awesome right now… but, anyway, let me return the favour.”
Anasui stood, wiping his wet chin with the back of his hand. And then the front, because it really was very wet. “So do I,” he said, a little forlorn. “I’m sorry. If I had a strap-on, I absolutely would… Would you like me to finger you again? I can go harder.”
“No, it’s alright…” Then, she had an idea. “Hang on, Anasui. I want to try something.”
“Hm?” He looked at her quizzically. “What is it?”
“You used your stand a little creatively, so I’m gonna do that, too. I’ve been getting pretty good at making things with my thread.” Jolyne lifted a hand, cyan string unspooling from the tip of her finger. “Can– Can I wrap this around your… Uh, your dick?”
“Huh?” Anasui furrowed his brow, blinking. “Y-Yes, sure…”
“Just tell me to undo it if you want,” she said, and her string started to wrap around Anasui as she’d promised, making the man bite his lip. It continued to build up, thicker and longer, using up a large section of her arm as it became a makeshift dildo. She wrapped some of the string around his waist, for support and good measure.
Anasui simply watched, jaw slack. When she was done, he looked at her, eyes wide. “Will this work?”
“I have no idea,” she admitted with a smile. “Maybe. Let’s try it. Hopefully, you’ll feel it, too.”
Anasui swallowed, lifting Jolyne’s legs up and lining the fake cock up with her entrance. He wrapped a hand around it, squeezing, testing its hardness. Controlling Stone Free was sort of like controlling a limb, string included, and so it remained coiled firmly as she wished.
“Alright,” he said. “I’ll put it in.” Jolyne nodded, and then she felt the tip pushing against her, her body opening up and accommodating the intrusion quite easily. She bit her lip and, inch by inch, Anasui slid into her.
“W-What about it?” Jolyne asked. “It feels pretty alright for me. What about you? Can you feel anything?”
“A little,” he said, concentrated as he slid in and out slowly, only going about halfway. “I feel the drag of it, and it’s not bad. I think if I really fucked you good, I’d get something out of it.”
“Well, what are you waiting for?” Jolyne asked with a smirk. “I told you I wanted it rough, didn’t I? Fuck me good!”
Anasui swallowed, pulling out. With sudden hands, soft but powerful, he flipped her onto her front, her bare chest squishing against the hood of the car. Gripping her waist, he sank back into her, this time going all the way until his hips were flush with her ass. Jolyne gasped, resting her cheek on the car and looking back at him.
“T-To be able to climax from fucking you, Jolyne…” Anasui began with a strained voice, giving a few slow thrusts. “I don’t think there could be any greater pleasure…”
Damn, getting a strap that feels good for him too must be a first, Jolyne thought. I guess it’s true that he said he doesn’t like things in his pussy. I can’t imagine living like that!
Jolyne’s thoughts were cut short as Anasui slammed deep into her, wringing out a strangled moan. She looked back at him with wide eyes as he began fucking her, rough as promised, the car rocking under the weight of their bodies. “Fuck… damn, th-this actually feels pretty good,” she said. “I’m wishing I’d tried this sooner. I dunno who with, but…”
Anasui’s expression darkened, and he gathered up all of Jolyne’s loose hair in one hand, pulling her head up and leaning forward to speak into her ear.
“Y-You feel so good, Jolyne,” he told her, voice dripping with lust – and if Jolyne didn’t know any better, she’d maybe even say a hint of possessiveness. “So tight around my cock, but you’re taking me so well. You look so hot, you know that?”
Jolyne let out a moan, arching into him as the sex started to feel good again. She didn’t really care that much for the dirty talk (if anything, she’d cringe over it later), but she was enjoying herself and Anasui needed to get off, so she’d let him have his fun.
“That’s right, Jolyne,” he continued, almost talking to himself as he grunted with effort. “Taking my cock… ngh…! Y-You’re so cute, and… you… hah…!”
Jolyne’s eyes widened a little as she realised Anasui was already cumming. The man’s nails dug into her hip as he threw his head back, eyes screwed shut and riding out his orgasm. “A-Anasui,” Jolyne said softly.
“Hahh…!” Anasui moaned, loud, his voice becoming hoarse as his neck was stretched back. “Ahh, Jolyne…! Jolyne!”
“Anasui, let go of my hair,” she reminded him.
“Y-Yes,” he gasped, letting go and instead grabbing her waist. “Oh, fuck… fuck…” The man was wheezing, now, apparently having the best orgasm of his life. Maybe the strap experience really was life-changing for him after all – maybe it was a gender-affirming thing?
Once Anasui pulled out, she reeled in her string, her slick splashing in small drops against the hood of the car. “Oops,” was all she said.
“I-I’m sorry I didn’t last long enough to make you cum again,” Anasui said, still catching his breath. “Here.”
Before Jolyne could say anything, Diver Down’s hands were emerging from the car again, one of them going straight through her. Its fingers poked out from her pelvis, just above her pussy, and it was weird to look at, but felt great as it began to rub her clit. The visual aspect was throwing her off, so she let her eyes close with a sigh. The other hand came through the hood and slid two fingers inside her, crooking them just the right way, and soon enough Jolyne was cumming again.
As the two redressed themselves, Jolyne felt Anasui’s intense gaze locked onto her. She looked at him, fixing up her top. “Thanks, by the way. I didn’t mean for that to happen, but you were great.”
“Of course,” Anasui said seriously as he did his belt. “You don’t need to thank me. I would do it again in a heartbeat, and make you feel better than you can imagine.”
“Maybe!” Jolyne said, putting on her (still damp) panties. “I wouldn’t mind doing a friends-with-benefits thing again, maybe. If I’m still single and desperate again some time in the future.”
Anasui blinked, his eyes widening a fraction. “Friends with… benefits?”