I guess this is better than everything else that's happened to me in the past few days. Whoever thought that turning into a guy would be the highlight of my week
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I think we can figure out what goes where. Too bad my handcuffs are up a few floors and I don't wanna risk leaving to get them and coming back as a seahorse or something even crazier.
[Elle fidgeted nervously, sitting on the stranger's bed and waiting for Peter to show up. He was even more nervous than the first time they'd... well... he'd been a girl then and he'd sort of known the mechanics of everything.
What if he wasn't good at it? There were all those issues guys had in bed... what if he had one of them? Or all of them?
Don't think about that, he told himself sternly. Peter would still love him even if he had no clue what he was doing. Hopefully.]
[Peter was just as nervous as he was. She said that she wasn't one of those girls that asked if she looked fat in her jeans and needed constant attention but she was pretty sure that was exactly the kind of girl she was. It was weird. She had more confidence as a guy, or she thought she did.
It was the damn hormones. And her new breasts, which she both wanted to show off and hide at the same time. It didn't make any sense.
This was weird, even for them.
She bit down on her lip, hesitating for a moment before she pushed open the strange door, peering inside carefully to find Elle. As a boy. A rather attractive boy and that was something she really hoped was the hormones.]
[Elle jumped to his feet as soon as Peter pushed the door open. He wiggled his fingers nervously at her.]
"Hi."
[Should he just... what? Well, barricade the door, for starters, so nobody interrupted them. Especially Adam or Sylar, who were both reinforcing every insecurity Elle had. He really wanted to punch them both in the face, which was new and weirdly... kinda fun.
He walked over to a small table and pushed it in front of the door. Then he turned back to Peter and offered an awkward smile.]
"So what now?"
[He still expected Peter to have all the answers, even in as crazy a situation as this.]
[Peter didn't have all the answers for this one because this had never happened to her before. This was the only time she'd been a girl and hopefully it wouldn't ever happen again. It was too weird, to disconcerting. It played with everything that she was used to. She had feelings that she wasn't used to dealing with. Parts of her body that seemed to be in the wrong place or completely missing.
She watched him push the table in front of the door, still worrying that bottom lip between her teeth as she slid her gaze towards him, not very subtly running her eyes over his body.]
"I dunno. I thought you were the one with the plan, big guy."
"The plan was 'get naked.' Anything more specific than that got kinda complicated, ya know?"
[Elle took a few hesitant steps towards Peter. Very carefully, he rested his hands on her shoulders and leaned in to kiss her. Their heights were all different, and that was confusing, and Peter's lips were so strange and her whole body was so small and soft and if his hands slipped inwards there was so much hair to curl through. He had to remind himself very firmly that he was still Elle and this girl he was kissing was still Peter. And he'd just have to trust that they'd figure this out the way they'd figured almost everything out before.]
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[ooc: Spaaaaam?]
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[ooc; Oh god yes.]
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Get over here!
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Say please.
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Pretty please?
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With a cherry on top?
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You better not have something weird planned.
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What if he wasn't good at it? There were all those issues guys had in bed... what if he had one of them? Or all of them?
Don't think about that, he told himself sternly. Peter would still love him even if he had no clue what he was doing. Hopefully.]
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It was the damn hormones. And her new breasts, which she both wanted to show off and hide at the same time. It didn't make any sense.
This was weird, even for them.
She bit down on her lip, hesitating for a moment before she pushed open the strange door, peering inside carefully to find Elle. As a boy. A rather attractive boy and that was something she really hoped was the hormones.]
"Hi."
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"Hi."
[Should he just... what? Well, barricade the door, for starters, so nobody interrupted them. Especially Adam or Sylar, who were both reinforcing every insecurity Elle had. He really wanted to punch them both in the face, which was new and weirdly... kinda fun.
He walked over to a small table and pushed it in front of the door. Then he turned back to Peter and offered an awkward smile.]
"So what now?"
[He still expected Peter to have all the answers, even in as crazy a situation as this.]
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She watched him push the table in front of the door, still worrying that bottom lip between her teeth as she slid her gaze towards him, not very subtly running her eyes over his body.]
"I dunno. I thought you were the one with the plan, big guy."
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[Elle took a few hesitant steps towards Peter. Very carefully, he rested his hands on her shoulders and leaned in to kiss her. Their heights were all different, and that was confusing, and Peter's lips were so strange and her whole body was so small and soft and if his hands slipped inwards there was so much hair to curl through. He had to remind himself very firmly that he was still Elle and this girl he was kissing was still Peter. And he'd just have to trust that they'd figure this out the way they'd figured almost everything out before.]
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