bodyswap meme

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bodyswap meme

1. Toplevel with your character (+ info, prefs, etc.)
2. Respond to someone else's toplevel
3. The characters are now in each other's bodies!
4. GO NUTS

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[okkotsu]

[ it's not difficult to catch on to his boyfriend's desperation despite Megumi trying to seem like he isn't as affected as he seems. maybe it's because Tsumiki's facial features are not used to concealing the way she feels, not like how her brother is adept at hiding his emotions. or it could be the effects of the curse truly messing with his boyfriend's mind and body that are causing him to flounder... or both. ]

We can use a necktie. I have one, don't worry.

[ a tie that was a gift that he barely uses. he didn't think this would be the situation he would ever be using it for but, whatever it takes to make his boyfriend feel better, Yuta would give up anything for him. carefully, Yuta takes Tsumiki's face into his palms and looks into her brown eyes, only seeing blue. ]

Megumi, please use me however you want. Kiss me, don't kiss me, I'll follow your lead.

[ it might not be the best thought to have in a moment like this but... it actually helps that it's Tsumiki's body and not some random individual who Megumi got stuck inside of. at least Tsumiki is someone he knows they can both trust, and she would surely be the most understanding of their situation... ]

Of course, I trust you always, Megumi. I trust you with everything I have. Don't worry about what I may think because no matter what happens tonight, I won't love you any less. Alright?

[ reaching for Tsumiki's hand, Yuta presses a gentle kiss to her knuckles, soft and unmarred by any aggression or violence. then, with her hand still in his own, Yuta walks to his closet and plucks out a single plain blue necktie, before handing it over to his boyfriend. he then takes a seat on his bed, facing away from Megumi so that the younger man may do the honors of wrapping the fabric around Yuta's eyes. ]

[divinely]

[ despite the all-encompassing grip this curse has on Megumi, he still feels the massive swell of his heart as he looks into Yuta's eyes and forgets, for one blissful second, that he's not in his own body. it's impossible not to know what this feeling is when he's been experiencing it for the past several months, like wading deeper and deeper into a comfort that he no longer knows how to live without. ]

Thank you.

[ is all he can bring himself to say for a moment, his eyes meeting his boyfriend's before he has to look away because to his horror, he can feel his eyes filling up with tears - and whether because he's aching with so much arousal or genuinely touched, he cannot say. perhaps an improper mix of both.

he almost leans in to kiss Yuta then, but thinks better of it, keeping his self control on lock so he can remain composed as the ghostly sensation of lips on his knuckles tides him over until the soft silkiness of a tie is in his hands. ]

Tell me if it's too tight.

[ Megumi tries to be methodical, smoothing the broadest area over his boyfriend's eyes as gently as he can while keeping his touch firm, but it's not long before he's caving, bit by bit, brushing his lips against the back of Yuta's neck as he ties the necktie with care, and leaning in towards his back to give him a hug from behind. it's difficult, to not immediately reach under Yuta's shirt and tug it free so they can be one step closer to bare skin contact, but... ]

I love you so much.

[ it's still the most important thing for Yuta to hear this before they begin. ]

[okkotsu]

[ Yuta and Megumi have been in a relationship long enough for the older man to memorize the way Megumi's lips would feel along his skin, so the unfamiliar press of soft petal lips touching the back of his neck causes him to inwardly tense, just for a split second, before relaxing when his brain forcibly reminds himself that it's Megumi that's giving him those kisses, and nobody else. it'll definitely take him a bit of time to get used to the feeling of another person's body touching him so freely, a right that's only reserved for his boyfriend. but when he's being embraced from behind... it's probably a good thing Megumi can't see the expression Yuta's wearing, the gentle press of Tsumiki's... chest upon Yuta's back causing him to flush an awfully embarrassing shade of red at how prominent the difference is from being hugged by a woman compared to a man. ]

I love you, too, Megumi.

[ he whispers in return, holding onto the arms wrapped around his frame and squeezing gently, silently noting the lack of muscles there. after taking as much time as Megumi needs to hold him, Yuta — now blindfolded — stands from the bed while still holding onto Tsumiki's delicate hand, waiting for Megumi to lead the way towards his private bathroom.

once there, Yuta undresses himself slowly, careful not to jostle or loosen the tie around his eyes as he does so. he does his best to place his clothes on one side, so that he won't be tripping over them afterwards. ]

[divinely]

[ it is easier when Yuta's blindfolded. Megumi no longer feels so exposed - not just physically, but mentally and emotionally as well. if he doesn't have to worry his boyfriend any more than he already has, then he has less stress to worry about, as well. plus, the curse is slowly taking over, making his own movements far more jittery and clumsy as he takes off the scrubs he stole and turns on the shower to let the water warm up. he has the strangest urge to just - pin Yuta down onto the floor and ride him until they're both satisfied, but the logical argument of Tsumiki's sexual inactivity (and the subsequent pain that would undoubtedly ruin the experience) manages to keep him under control.

when he takes Yuta's hand, it's to guide him to the shower stall, the shallow quality of his breathing disguised by the sound of water hitting the tiles. the steam only makes him burn hotter, although it's nothing compared to the temptation he feels when their bodies grow slick under the stream, thoughts flashing to all the memories of them kissing in the shower, spending an extra few minutes in each other's arms - ]

Here.

[ he shoves a soaped up loofah into Yuta's hand, almost choking back the drool that's accumulated in his mouth. it's either this, or drop to his knees and blow Yuta until his throat is wrecked. and he'd rather not startle his boyfriend where the floor is slippery. ]

Can you- just- I think I need your hands on me. It might help if you just touch me, a bit.

[ he brings Yuta's other hand to his waist, shuddering from the contact but recovering as swiftly as he can. ]

I'll wash ... my hair, while you do that.

[okkotsu]

[ it's all thanks to Yuta's extensive training that he doesn't end up stumbling or bumping into things even when his sight is being compromised. he follows Megumi's lead without any hitches, and takes the loofah in his hand, immediately recognizing what the item is based off of its fibrous texture. ]

Alright, I'll touch you as much as you need me to, Megumi.

[ he responds causally, like there isn't anything out of place with what they're doing, that this is just another day for them where they've decided to shower together to save time or one of those days where they simply want to feed into their carnal desires.

and so, Yuta squeezes the loofah in his hand a couple of times, making sure that it has enough suds spread out while keeping his hold on Tsumiki's waist. he can't help but observe how much slimmer she feels in comparison to his boyfriend, a lot more fragile, which causes Yuta to hold her more gently than he usually would with Megumi. then, Yuta places the loofah onto her shoulder and begins rubbing the sponge in circular motions. he slowly works downwards, his expression remaining neutral the entire time he's scrubbing carefully around her breasts. he then moves on to her sternum, down to her stomach, biting on his lower lip as he does his best to concentrate on being gentle.

it should be noted that Yuta has gotten stiff at this point... although the situation is mortifying, the thought of bringing his boyfriend a different sort of pleasure is what Yuta tries to focus on rather than the uncomfortable details. they will just have to deal with the consequences. ]

Can you turn around so that I can get your back?

[ he asks softly, while giving a slight squeeze to Tsumiki's waist. ]