[Gundam 00 Fic] Tabula Rasa- Part 2 (original) (raw)
Apparently LJ thought this story was just too big for one post.
“I don’t understand,” Lyle said when he found his voice.
“It’s not for you to understand,” Tieria snapped back. “What does it matter what I am? You were content with the way things were. Why now did you decide to press this so-called altruism?”
“Now wait just a second. I’m not the one who is chasing after a ghost here. You were the one that was so desperate for a second chance that you used me as a substitute.”
“And you were all too eager to step right into that role,” Tieria came back with immediately.
Lyle had to admit, there was no way around that tidbit of truth. He knew that Tieria was using him as some sort of proxy for his brother. And perhaps, deep down inside his sheltered heart, was a part of him that needed that connection too. His defiant need to be different and separate from Neil had torn them apart much too soon and he never got the chance to know the man his twin had become. Not that Lyle would ever admit that to anyone though.
“Oh, so you want me to play the domineering partner now, do you?” Lyle asked crossing his arms over his chest. That earned him a narrowed glare. “Okay then, show me.”
“Show you what?”
“Oh, don’t play coy with me now.” Lyle was in no mood for games. “I want to see. Drop your drawers.”
“I really don’t think thi—“ Tieria started with a heavy sigh, but Lyle cut him right off.
“Do it now.”
Ruddy-brown eyes narrowed to slits and Tieria pursed his lips. But despite the obvious anger, he complied and unbuckled his trousers and let them fall to a puddle around his feet.
Lyle’s eye went wide once again. What he found himself looking at was most definitely not male or female. While he definitely thought Tieria’s genitalia—if he could call it that—was probably closer to a woman’s vulva, there were no labia and no vaginal opening. There was, however, what appeared to resemble the head of a penis if you cut it from the shaft and grafted it directly onto the mons pubis. In a way, it reminded him of a large clitoris. Tieria was also as smooth and hairless as a child.
“My god,” Lyle heard himself whisper. “Can you feel anything with that? I mean, can you achieve an orgasm?”
Tieria blushed at the scrutiny. “I..I don’t know. I’ve never tried.”
“Really?”
Tieria seemed taken aback by that and immediately bent down to pull his pants up. “I’ve never had any desire to. “
“No, wait!” Lyle reached out and placed his hands over Tieria’s to stop him before he could cover himself. “I’m sorry, but this is the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen. Were you born this way?”
“No, I was made this way,” the other Meister huffed angrily. “I told you, I am neither and I am both. I was designed this way.”
Lyle sat back down on the bed. “What is that supposed to mean?”
“This is my natural state…blank. I can manipulate my body to become either gender, if the situation calls for it.”
Lyle blinked at the other man for a moment, the matter-of-fact explanation having thrown him for a bit of a loop. “So, you can just become a fully functional man or a woman just like that…on a whim?”
Tieria rolled his eyes. “I’d hardly call it a whim.”
“But you have everyone thinking that you’re a man.”
“My natural state is more readily identified as male at first glance. All it took was a slight tweak to my vocal chords to give my voice a more masculine timbre.” Tieria managed to keep most of the annoyed tone out of his voice.
“Then why don’t you show me.” The forgotten cigarette in his hand had finally burned down enough to reach his finger. The sudden, sharp pain made him yelp and fling the spent butt down onto the floor.
Tieria pushed his glasses up on his nose once again, most likely trying to hide his amusement. “I can’t. It’s not that easy. I need to interface with Veda. Not to mention that it is a very painful process for me to undergo.”
“But I think I’ve piqued your curiosity enough for you to want to give it a try.” It was Lyle’s turn to play coy. “How about this? Why don’t you go do whatever it is you have to do and come back tomorrow changed…so to speak?”
“And if I don’t?”
Lyle leaned back onto his bed, resting his head onto his folded arms. “Then you don’t, but I have this feeling that you’ll see things my way.”
And so Tieria left his cabin for the night. He didn’t see Tieria the next day at all. There were no briefings or sorties to run, but their paths usually crossed at some point. Lyle began to wonder if he had pushed too hard and now the other Meister was avoiding him. He supposed he was just going to have to wait and see.
When the usual time Tieria would sneak into his room passed, he thought his suspicions confirmed. He had just about given up, when the door chime sounded. The Tieria he let in looked the same as always, perhaps a little more haggard than normal, but there was no major outward difference in appearance. It was all Lyle could do to not pounce on him the second the door shut.
“So,” Lyle asked, giddy with anticipation. “What are you hiding underneath those appalling clothes you insist on wearing?”
Tieria glanced down at his khaki pants and button down shirt as though Lyle was out of his mind to think there was anything wrong with them. “Appalling?”
“Never mind,” Lyle quickly admonished. He didn’t want to waste any time arguing over wardrobe preferences. At least the pink cardigan was nowhere to be seen. “I want to see what you brought for show and tell.”
Tieria, surprisingly, didn’t offer up any resistance and stood there with Lyle practically gawking at him and slowly began to disrobe. “It took longer for me to recover this time. That was why I was late.”
“It doesn’t matter,” Lyle replied. His impatient hands began helping to undo the buttons of Tieria’s shirt.
When it was all said and done and the clothes were kicked aside, Lyle got his first look at the newly male Tieria Erde. Where there was nothing but a nub last night, there was a semi-flaccid penis complete with a set of proportional testicles. His body was still gloriously hairless.
“So, this isn’t a prosthetic of some kind—it actually works?” Lyle was unable to tear his eyes away.
“I am male in every respect. Even a DNA test would come back conclusive.”
Lyle didn’t understand how that could be possible, but biology had never been one of his stronger subjects in school. He had more important things to contemplate at the moment. He placed his hands on Tieria’s shoulders and pulled him into a passionate kiss. When he backed off, the other man was breathing heavy as though he had just been running. “Lie down on the bed. I want to explore every inch of you.”
“Wait,” Tieria said suddenly, resisting Lyle’s gentle tug on his arm. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”
It hadn’t even occurred to him that Tieria might feel any apprehension to this. The man had been polishing his knob on a nightly basis after all, but that had all been so one-sided. “Relax. I’ll take care of you.”
That seemed to appease the other man as he allowed himself to be lead over to the bed. Quickly pulling off his own shirt, Lyle climbed on top. Tieria’s body was as rigid as a corpse. “You’re not relaxing,” Lyle commented in a sing-song voice as he slowly rubbed his chest against Tieria’s.
Ruddy brown eyes looked up into his. “I don’t know what I should do. Where should I put my hands?”
Lyle leaned down and peppered kisses along his neck and shoulder blade. “Where ever you feel comfortable putting them is fine.” After another awkward moment of silence, he felt cool hands settle gently on his upper back.
It spurred him on further. Wedging one knee between Tieria’s thighs, Lyle licked and nipped his way down the chest, pausing briefly to suck on a light pink nipple, before continuing down that flat belly. When he finally reached his destination, Lyle took a moment to inspect things more closely. If he hadn’t seen the truth with his own two eyes the night before, he would have never believed the person before him to be anything other than a man. Everything from the circumcision scar down to the faint musky aroma was genuine.
Tieria’s body shivered ever-so slightly each time he exhaled. So sensitive, Lyle thought to himself. The body before him arched gracefully when he placed his palm flat over the burgeoning erection. “That’s it,” Lyle cooed. “Just let me do all the work.”
“It’s incredible,” Tieria gasped. “I can feel it with my whole body.”
Lyle hummed affectionately as he formed a loose tunnel with his hand and began to work Tieria’s cock with languid up and down strokes. If the other man had anything else to say, it was swallowed by a low, guttural moan. Narrow hips started to thrust upwards in a purely instinctive manner. Lyle had barely opened up his bag of tricks and already Tieria was thrashing around wildly.
“Ly…Lyle? Something…something is different,” Tieria managed to get out between pants. “Ughnnn…I feel…I feel…”
And that was all that was said before Tieria’s body bucked up hard once and he came all over his stomach and Lyle’s hand. His body shuddered a few more times before becoming completely lax. Now, Lyle had every intention of returning the favor in regards to oral sex. He just didn’t count on Tieria being so hyper-sensitive that a thirty second hand job would be enough.
Wiping his hand on the blanket, he smiled at the other Meister’s vacant expression as he stared up at the ceiling. “So, how was it?”
“I don’t think I can put it into words.”
Lyle laughed at that. “So, I guess we know that everything is fully functional.” Reaching out to drag his index finger through the cooling jizz on Tieria’s stomach, he asked, “Does this mean you can father a child and then give birth to it?”
Tieria propped himself up on his elbows to meet Lyle’s eyes with a curious look. “No, I’m sterile.”
“Too bad. That would be an incredible feat.”
“Lyle, I apologize that it was over so quickly. I had no idea that it was going to—“
Lyle cut him off. There was no need to apologize; he wasn’t going to fault Tieria. Every guy comes in record time the first time. “Don’t worry about it. The night is young and there are many things you have yet to experience,” he said with a naughty little wiggle of his eyebrows.
Tieria rolled his eyes and fell back to the warm bed. “Let me have a nap first.”
Lyle crawled up next to him to snuggle. He would give his raging hard on a few minutes before he started to bug Tieria for round two. “Say, do you think you’d be this sensitive as a woman?”
“Only one way to find out,” Tieria replied sleepily.
Lyle’s grin went ear to ear. Now that he knew the truth about Tieria, the whys about their odd relationship didn’t seem to matter so much anymore. He knew that he was just a stand-in for his brother in some sick way. Tieria apparently needed that. But he had slowly come to realize that perhaps he needed this too. As much as Tieria required the Neil inside him, maybe he needed the Neil inside Tieria. Or perhaps he would never fully understand what was going on between the two of them and he wasn’t too upset by that prospect either. There was something new for him to discover so the whys would have to wait for now, especially when the who coming to his door at night would be a surprise.
-End-
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