I had morphed my usual human self to swim. We hadn’t had sex
while swimming, though, as Marco was having too much fun in beaver morph. I had
thought about morphing another animal to chase him with, but that would expend
too much energy.
I looked over his head at the sunset and enjoyed how the
light hit the trees and mountains. I felt like spreading my wings and having a
small flight before going in for the night. But my feathers were still too wet
to fly comfortably. If I had to fly I could, but flying for pleasure now was
impossible.
“So why did you make this cabin again?” Marco asked lazily,
not really caring for the answer as he already knew. But I guess he wanted to
talk just so he could hear my thought-speak replying. “I know that when it was
built you didn’t come here often.”
I did do traveling,
I explained again. So I needed somewhere
to rest. Especially when the weather got bad. After it was built I eventually
used it for both solitude and having sex. This is a place that I used a lot
when I was on my soul searching journey.
“Yeah,” Marco said and he sounded sort of guilty. “I guess I
should’ve been there for you more.”
If we didn’t part ways
then I probably wouldn’t be stable right now.
“You call your current state stable?”
At least I wasn’t
swimming around as a beaver humming the Batman theme song earlier.
Marco just shook his head. I rubbed my head against his and
then one of his hands reached back and scratched my neck. It was wonderful to
have him up here in this setting. There was no war and we didn’t have to deal
with anyone but ourselves. This was the life.
The sun went down and I jumped to the ground. Marco stood up
and we looked at each other.
“Did you put clothes on?” Marco asked and smiled.
Didn’t see a reason
to. I said as I began the morph.
Marco smiled at my reply and I would soon have a mouth to
smile back at him with. And it wouldn’t be a smile just because we were going
to have sex and I was glad that I would be having it with him for one more
night at least. No, it went deeper than the mere physical.
As my talons turned into feet as I started to rise to
Ruffalo morph height, I thought how good it was to admit that I loved him.
Hell, it was even better that he had admitted that he loved me.
The moment we had admitted our feelings for each other
was…strange. It was strange because we had both hid our feelings for so long.
We had hid them both from ourselves and each other. Maybe soul searching was
the reason I was able to or maybe it was because Marco had finally not felt ashamed
at his own sexuality.
Whatever the reason, I was glad we had said we loved each
other.
As I neared completion with my morph, and only my tail
feathers would show that I had been a bird, Marco put his hands on my shoulders
and kissed my lips. It took all of my concentration to finish the morph.
“I’ve told you not to do that before.” I said with a small
laugh.
“And every time you tell me…” Marco said as his eyes
explored my body more intently than he did with his hands when we were actually
having sex.
“I act like I don’t mind because it’s useless trying to
teach you anything.”
Marco grinned as we walked back to the cabin.
Tobias Fangor. I
told the alarm system.
Though you couldn’t see them with the naked eye, cameras and
sensors were looking at my body and examining my DNA. I had entered Mark
Ruffalo’s DNA into the system, though that was somewhat unsafe. Hopefully,
though, the thought-speak recognition program would catch someone else trying
to break in. My own human morph was the one no one else could morph and so I’d
usually use that morph to enter the cabin.
Accepted. It
replied and Marco went to open the door.
As soon as I followed him in I shut the door and pushed him
against the nearest wall. I knew we had wanted to start in the bed for once,
but that proved impossible tonight. Things got hot and heavy quickly and I
didn’t think we’d ever make it to the bedroom.
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