the body swap meme

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BODYSWAP MEME

1. Post with your character, name and fandom in the subject.
2. Someone else replies to your character.
3. They are now in each other's bodies.
4. Have fun~

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[garwin]

Huh?

[He blinks, finally looking up at that kiss. Too little, not enough, but that's alright, he figures he can get better kisses later.]

Right, the book.

[Sounding like a smart-ass? Kind of hot. And much more fitting considering that Balfour's in Reid's body. He'll make up for interrupting Balfour's experimenting later, he honestly will. But right now they're on a mission.

He grabs his keys, starting for the door now before any more distracting and teasing can happen. Otherwise he might just change his mind, say fuck it, and spend a few hours in bed again with Balfour.]

[blueeyedflyboy]

You seem...distracted...

_{[Here, have another smirk. And when he sits down in the car and buckles up, his hand is going straight to Reid's thigh, just a little bit too high, but not touching anything important. He rubs his fingers against the inner part gently.]}

Is something on your mind?

_{[And back to the puppy look. He's using it a bit.]}

[garwin]

[Balfour. Reid is never going to be able to concentrate on anything like this, like driving. At least they can take a lot of back roads where there won't be other people to risk murdering if Balfour keeps distracting him like this. He jumps a little at the sudden hand on his thigh because he honestly wasn't expecting it. At least this also completely distracts him from worrying about anything.]

Like you don't know. With your innocent face.

[blueeyedflyboy]

_{[Balfour's smile is no longer "innocent," nor would it be called "dirty" or "teasing." No, it's happy. Just happy and relaxed.]}

Do you have any idea how much I want you right now?

_{[But he moves his hand down Reid's thigh. Safety first.]}

[garwin]

I could guess, yeah.

[He laughs a little, glancing over but keeping most of his attention on driving now.]

Probably about as much as I want you.

[blueeyedflyboy]

What are we going to do about that?

_{[He turns his head to look out the window, watching the countryside fly by.]}

[garwin]

I'll make it up to you as soon as we see if the Book has anything helpful.

[He grins.]

Shit, we could even have sex in the car.

[blueeyedflyboy]

That sounds uncomfortable.

<sub>[And he's completely serious. That sounds very uncomfortable and cramped. The only way he could see it even being possible is if one of them was in the other's lap.

Okay, he could get on board with that, at least.]</sub>

[garwin]

[He laughs.]

It is if there's not enough room and you don't do it right.

[Reid would make sure they did it right though, if they did it at all.]

Otherwise, it's a lot of fun.

[blueeyedflyboy]

We can always try...

<sub>[Balfour has never been against any experimentation. He sort of winces, though, at the thought of how troublesome some parts might be.

Oops, there goes that hand up Reid's thigh again.]</sub>

[garwin]

I'd like to-try, at least.

[You know he really doesn't mind that hand. Except he's trying to concentrate on driving. He's not going to say a word though, just clears his throat a little. At least they're almost there?]

[blueeyedflyboy]

<sub>[Balfour keeps it toward the outside of Reid's thigh except for one small pinch on the inside. He smirks at him and then removes his hand completely, looking out the window once more.

He was done teasing, for now.]</sub>

[garwin]

[Reid just laughs and shakes his head.] What am I going to do with you? [Besides the obvious, of course.

Luckily, it's not too much longer before they're there, paved road leading to a not so paved road through the trees before there was a fence and a large open field with a single lonely, old house. Old. It's been there for a while, and it looks it. Reid parks the car, but doesn't get out yet.]

Well, this is it. Doesn't look like much from the outside, I know.

[blueeyedflyboy]

_{[Balfour laughs softly and leans against Reid for a moment.]}

It's a little intimidating, you know? We should go, though. Before he gets nervous.

_{[He grips at Reid's hand for a moment, then gets out of the car, closing the door quietly. He even keeps his head down. It is rather clear at a glance that this is not Reid.]}

[garwin]

He's always nervous.

[No, no he wasn't, but this was Reid and Reid always made comments like that. Especially now when Gorman couldn't hear him.

He got out of the car now though, closing the door behind him before holding his hand out to Balfour. They'd make their way up to the house together. When they got to the front door he didn't even bother to knock, he just opened the door and peeked in.]

Gorman?

[When he got no answer, he shrugged and tugged Balfour inside with him.] Maybe he's sleeping. He is old, after all.

[blueeyedflyboy]

Don't insult the man!

_{[Balfour looks around, even more nervous as they begin to approach the house and go inside.]}

Do you want to get shot?

[garwin]

Oh, please, what's he going to do, yell at me? He's not going to shoot us.

[He looked one way and then the other once they were inside. When there was no sight of Gorman, Reid quickly led them towards the door to the basement. Though it was more of coven meeting place than an actual basement. Old stone and older books. There were candles scattered everywhere-candles that he couldn't Use to light because he didn't have his own Power or body right now. So he made due, squinting in the gloom while he went over to one of the bookshelves, pulling down the thick Book of Damnation.]

[blueeyedflyboy]

Do you have any matches?

<sub>[He looks around for a moment, fingers brushing the walls every five steps, then running his hands over some of the books on the shelves. So old, and yet, so lovely. He could almost feel the life running through them.

When Reid pulled down the Book of Damnation, it took almost no time for him to go over to it, drawing it to his body.]</sub>

Oh....

[garwin]

[He almost started to protest when Balfour took the book, because no one outside of the covenant had touched it, but then again, he was in Reid's body, so technically... And either way, it left his hands free to get those matches and light some candles, because of course they had some down there.]

Don't tear any pages in that thing or else Caleb'll kill us, alright?

[Well, maybe killing them would be a bit extreme, but.

He went over to the shelf where the box of matches was and started lighting candles, so that they wouldn't have to squint through the dark forever and ruin their eyes or something.]

[blueeyedflyboy]

Tear--?!

<sub>[Reid, have a Very Offended Look. Balfour would not dare tear a page in such an old book. In fact, he's holding it very lovingly until he can sit down and spread the covers across his legs. And then, gently, he turns a page. Tear pages. Huff! Who did Reid think he was? He had books older than Reid! Older than himself! Huff!

Very. Offended. Look. Have it. Enjoy it.

Huff!!]</sub>

[garwin]

[Well, hey! He was just making sure! That book was really important. It wasn't like he thought that Balfour would actually rip a page or something. Either way, he resisted the urge to laugh at that look. Laughing wouldn't help anything, he was sure.]

I'm just being careful, Balfour.

[blueeyedflyboy]

I have books older than you. I'm not going to tear it.

_{[But this is said softly and reassuringly, not huffy at all. And he's so careful as he turns the page.]}

I love old books. They have a lot of character.

[garwin]

Well, this one's older than both of us. [Combined and then some.] It's also got a lot of power.

[He came over to stand next to Balfour so that he could see the pages too.] It's got everything; the history of the coven.

[blueeyedflyboy]

Sit down.

_{[He looks up at Reid and then nods to the spot next to him. He should be able to see from sitting there, and Balfour wanted to lean against him as he took this book in, reading the words that were presented to him.]}

[garwin]

[Reid did as Balfour said, sitting down next to him. It was easier to read now, though the old fashioned scrawl on the pages still gave him a headache sometimes. He wasn't even sure if there was anything helpful here; it had been years since he'd read the Book. This might take a while, especially if Balfour wanted to actually read things, while Reid just skimmed. See, there we went already, reaching out to flip the page.]