Deunan teaches Nat (unfinished)

[3:43 AM] Deunan Aeron: The strange homonculus creature and the troubadour met in a tavern a few days ago. The young man was just Deunan's type, and he wanted to travel with him, offering to look after and protect him out on the road, and to help him with camping. They've been traveling for some time, now, Deunan regaling the neutrois with tales of great heroes and singing songs.
[3:46 AM] Nat Edley truds along the muddy road. This morning the sun had been beautiful and there had been barely a cloud in the sky, but summer can be a fickle mistress, and rain was barreling it down around him.
Due to the mixed messages received this morning, Nat is wearing attire entirely unsuitable for the current weather. A bright, plain yellow sundress, juxtaposed against heavy walking boots. Notably, his backpack is something to behold, piled high with fabrics, dresses, suits, and accessories, looking more like a colorful canopy than a container. For now, it's proving useful, keeping the worst of the heavy rain off of him, but in a few hours the fabrics will have soaked through, leaving Nat more wet than ever.
Nevertheless, there is a smile on his face. Hearing tales and songs from different places has always fascinated Nat, and he is truly happy for the company on the sodden pathway.
[3:55 AM] Deunan Aeron rushes through the rain, his cloak drawn over the young man, "there," he says, over the showers, "under those trees. I'll set up camp while you stay dry." Once the kid is out of the rain, for the most part, Deunan hurries up with the tent. It's big enough for the two of them, and enough to keep them off the wet ground, made of waterproof leathers. The night will be cold with all this rain, and it's a good thing that there are so many fabrics in the boy's pack, as well as the blankets and cloaks that the bard carries. Once the tent is set up, he picks the boy up in a princess carry and takes him from the log under the thick leaves into the dark tent, and sets him down. With the crack of a rune covered twig, the tent is illuminated and warmed by a soft blue fey fire. "That's better..." the bard says with a smirk, the now heavy summer rain nothing but a dull drumbeat through the leathers and fur.
[4:06 AM] Nat Edley is shocked by the gentlemanly display. He had experienced such things before of course, when men mistook him for a woman it was not unknown, Nat always turned down such displays, and was moments away from doing the same to the gent that he was travelling with before realizing the fatal difference. This man already knew of his... nature, and was doing it all the same.
The surprise made Nat pause, and a pause was all apparently that was necessary, as with startling efficiency a camp was made in front of Nat's eyes.
The princess carry was a surprise. Unlike the gentlemanly behavior, this truly was a first, and Nat found himself clutching at Deunan despite of himself, the sweat of the long walk, and the leathers of Deunan's practical clothing forming a comforting musk, adding to the unaccustomed closeness.
Before he knows it, however, the intimacy is gone as he is set lightly down in the tent, a slight blush to his cheeks, however, remained.

Quickly thinking of something to divert the tension that Nat was feeling, he struck up light conversation. "You certainly know your way around making camps, sir."
[4:06 AM] Deunan Aeron: ((Holy Jesus :I ))
[4:07 AM] Nat Edley: (Sorry, I'll try to be a bit briefer.
[4:07 AM] Nat Edley: )
[4:07 AM] Deunan Aeron: ((Oh, I do know of your nature? Well, I'm fine with it, you're still my type~))
[4:08 AM] Nat Edley: (oh, you mentioned that I was a homonculus earlier, but reading it again I realize that that was just a storytellers flair. Feel free to know my nature or not depending on whatever suits you)
[4:14 AM] Nat Edley: (by the way, would you prefer it if I used he or she to describe Nat. I used 'he' at first because it would make it clearly who was talking about whom, but now I've realized that Nat still thinks Deunan is man, so it's a little moot now.
[4:14 AM] Deunan Aeron: "I travel a lot," he says with a smirk, leaning on his hand, elbow on his knee. "You adapt or freeze to death. I also had a good teacher who kept me from freezing to death."
[4:20 AM] Nat Edley is comforted a lot more by the willowy fae-fire than he would have thought, clearly he had been more at risk than he had known. Nat knew enough about travelling to know that even a simple cold could develop into something deeply unpleasant with no reliable settlements nearby. Truly, his traveling partner must be a seasoned traveler to have noticed how vulnerable Nat was when even he himself didn't know.
Making up his mind, Nat looks around the tent at the fabrics and clothing that cover the floor like a Turkish harem. "I feel like I owe you something. Won't you please accept an item of clothing? It might not mean much to a traveler such as yourself, but It would make me happy if you accepted it".
[4:24 AM] Deunan Aeron chuckles, and pulls an earring from his robes. "I already took this from you without you realizing it," he points out, "but I suppose if it would make you happy, I'll take a piece of clothing." Although anything that would fit the tiny boy wouldn't fit the towering troubadour. "What would I want?"
[4:30 AM] Nat Edley glares unappreciatively at the admitted theft, but decides to neglect the matter. Rather, he rummages around the piles, trying to find something that would suit his companion's carefree but masculine demeanor. His companion's lankiness is a serious inhibitor on Nat's options, but that too could be turned to an advantage. Finding a ornately decorated earthy rouge suit jacket, with a flash scissors pop into Nat's hands, seemingly from nowhere, and in a clean, practiced movement the sleeves are removed. In a few moments, Nat turns back to his partner with an impromptu waistcoat. "I think this one might work."
[4:32 AM] Deunan Aeron: The bard watches, still smirking. He thoughtfully puts a finger to his lips, thinking about it. "No, I think I'd rather have this," he says, pointing at the boy's sundress. He pinches the fabric between his fingers, and gently tugs at it. "Oh, yes, this would be perfect."
[4:32 AM] Deunan Aeron: "But you'd have to take if off, first."
[4:38 AM] Nat Edley is shocked for a moment at the request, but it is merely a moment. With the frankly worryingly speed of an innocent, Nat warms to the concept. "haha, I KNEW it!, I knew that there was a trace of Kleshian in your accent, and that explains all of the glances you've been making, this thing reminds you of the Kleshian high fashion!". In a throughly ungentle manner, Nat begins to struggle with the laces to his battered walking shoes, so excited at the (likely incorrect) fact that he had learnt from his companion.
[4:40 AM] Deunan Aeron slightly thickens whatever trace of Kleshian the boy might have picked up. "Yes, yes, you've found me out," the liar says, watching as the boy undresses himself.
[4:45 AM] Nat Edley is almost too eager to get the offending item of clothing off. Grabbing an especially large piece of fabric from the floor, Nat places one end of the fabric between his teeth, retaining the majority of his modesty. The sounds of material flowing over skin signifies the removal of the sundress. Unfortunately, Nat encounters a snag in the plan, firstly, he can't pull the dress over his head with the fabric in his mouth, and secondly, the fabric is the one that he is currently standing upon.
[4:47 AM] Deunan Aeron casually pulls the fabric away from the boy's mouth. He raises an eyebrow at the smooth, naked figure before him, flat from chin to taint.
[4:48 AM] Nat Edley physics work their deadly magic on Nat, who finds himself toppling headfirst onto Deunan, sundress as little more than a scarf strewn around his neck. His immodesty is also revealed, Nat's chest possess two small nubs, too small to be called breasts, but certainly not flat. Covering his flat crotch, he has a pair of elegant bloomers, poofing like a cupcake.
[4:50 AM] Deunan Aeron: I just assume he has no navel. That's how homonculi work in my world, at least. Either way, Deunan pulls the dress off the boy and casually tosses it to the side. "Get a load of you," he says, holding the boy out at arms' length and looking him over. "My, you're a beautiful one."
[4:53 AM] Nat Edley can do nothing but blink in shock at the sudden exclamation. Standing stock still in surprise and with bated breath, the only way one would know Nat was alive is the steady blush rapidly reaching his cheeks.
[4:57 AM] Deunan Aeron unceremoniously pushes the young thing back, into a pile of furs and pillows. The Bard undoes his own cloak, and takes off an outer layer of hide, leaving himself in only a light tunic. Then he lays down with the boy, straddling him. The lanky giant of a man hover over him, and then... leans down, tucking that unkempt red hair behind his ear, and kisses the boy. "Beautiful," he repeats in a close whisper.
[5:01 AM] Nat Edley the kiss seems to be the thing that revitalises Nat, brain cells finally firing once again, and firing strongly. While it was merely a kiss, Nat practically moans with the contact, leaning into the act as if disappointed by the release. There are tears in the boy's eyes, not quite tears of fear, not quite tears of joy - perhaps the tears of the unknown, tears being utterly at a loss and confused, yet longing and entranced.
[5:04 AM] Deunan Aeron: "Is this your first kiss?" the man teases, as he shifts his weight to one elbow, so that he can drum his fingers on that flat little chest.
[5:10 AM] Nat Edley almost doesn't hear Deunan's taunt, and pays it no heed regardless, so fixated is he upon Deunan's face, Deunan's breath, he can almost hear Deunan's heartbeat. The scent, so similar to when he had been carried earlier, but yet with so much more to it now it was absolutely imminent - like a cowlicked bramble, or grass after rain. Idly, the fingers of one of his hands come to meet that of Deunan's on Nat's chest, not to hold, or to shake off, but simply to touch, to gently caress.
[5:12 AM] Deunan Aeron takes the boy's hand in his own, and leans down for a second kiss. "Tell me, boy, what do you want me to do to you? To do with you?" he asks, not realizing that the usual seduction is all but meaningless on this living doll.
[5:14 AM] Nat Edley still in a daze, Nat thinks for a moment on the question. Not thinking for a moment of sexuality yet, merely on the closeness of being, Nat's answer is almost amusing. "I... I want you hear your heartbeat".
[5:17 AM] Deunan Aeron: "Haha?" the man laughs, actually stunned for once. He huffs, and thinks about it for a moment. Then he sighs, and sits up. He pulls the boy back up with him, and hold's the young man's head to his chest. It's a quick step thing, a rhythmic drumbeat. Far stiller than the boy's own pounding heart. "Satisfied, little one?"
[5:19 AM] Nat Edley 's answer is disarmingly honest. "No". Her meaning is immediately clear when she clumsily tugs at Deunan's tunic, the fingers of one hand slipping inside to lightly brush against Deunan's bare waist.
[5:21 AM] Nat Edley: (I'm sorry, this is getting to be absurd levels of wallflower. let me know if it's too much, but I've been doing a lot of hyper-sexual things with Nat, so I figured I'd indulge in going hard in the other direction).
[5:24 AM] Deunan Aeron: ((Oh, I'm fine with it. I enjoy charactery stuff.)) The bard chuckles, and takes the boy's hand, putting it on the light hair of his stomach. "You're a very odd one," he says, hand gently scratching at the boy's.
[5:28 AM] Nat Edley seems to be recovering a little from the initial shock of intimacy. Still dreamlike, but at least cognizant. Unfortunately, that meant some of her playfulness returned. "I don't want to see you."
[5:28 AM] Nat Edley nods towards the arcane flames nearby, "turn that off."
[5:31 AM] Deunan Aeron chuckles, "ashamed?" he asks, fingers touching his chest in mock surprise, "Why I..." he snaps his fingers, and the light dies, though the warmth remains, "never," the man says, and with that voice it's obvious even in darkness that he's smirking.
[5:36 AM] Nat Edley would never admit that the reason why she wanted the light gone was to save her mind. The sheer imminence of Deunan's form was almost too much to bear as it was. With the light off, Nat can at least be aware enough to think, and perhaps to enjoy. Now that the light has gone out, Nat becomes aware of the rain outside, still pouring, sending loud drumming sounds all around them. It makes Nat feel so isolated from the rest of the world, like the entire universe is right here with Deunan. Clumsily, Nat attempts to remove Deunan's tunic, dying to feel his flesh against hers.
[5:41 AM] Deunan Aeron quietly undoes the strings on his tunic, and pulls it over his head. "You might be in for a surprise, little one," the man murmurs in the darkness, one hand gently stroking Nat's shoulder.
[5:48 AM] Nat Edley in the darkness of the tent, Nat isn't immediately aware of what Deunan means. Nat first attempts to engrave ever part of his shadowy partner in his mind. Starting at Deunan's fingertips, Nat traces her fingers across his hand, up his arm, fingernails lightly scraping across the skin, before curving down Deunan's armpits, still musky from the scent of the road. Then up, over the bony shoulder blades, indirectly forcing Nat flush against Deunan's body in order to reach the larger partner's back. It is only once Nat begins to trace slowly down Deunan's spine that she realizes that her companion still has a layer remaining. "Wha.. What's this?"
[5:50 AM] Deunan Aeron: "Bandages," he says quietly, chuckling a little. "I prefer they stay on, honestly."
[5:51 AM] Deunan Aeron takes those gentle, beautiful hands and moves them down below the bandages. "But everything else is... up for grabs, so to speak."
[5:51 AM] Deunan Aeron: Of course, he is still wearing his pants.
[5:55 AM] Nat Edley looks like she is about to say something, but is suddenly interrupted. From outside the tent, lightning breaks out, followed moments later by thunder - it must have been close. So engrossed is Nat in Deunan's being, she jumps in shock, almost wrapping herself around her partner.
[5:59 AM] Deunan Aeron holds the young man, rubbing his back gently, feeling their skin against each other. "It's alright," he says quietly, a whisper in the darkness. "I'm here."
[6:00 AM] Nat Edley: (Back in 5 mins)
[6:01 AM] Deunan Aeron: ((Type faster, damnit~! I'm enjoying this))
[6:10 AM] Nat Edley , now holding Deunan close, sitting in his lap, her legs wrapped around her partner, allows her hands to wander once more. Tentatively avoiding the bandage for fear of Deunan's reaction, Nat resumes sliding her fingers down Deunan's spine. The bump of each vertebrae being slowly slid across, fingernails digging a little too deep for comfort in Nat's excitement. Eventually, Nat reaches the edge of Deunan's pants, tentatively slipping inside, tracing the outline of his buttocks, one finger lightly twirling the hair just south of the taint.
[6:14 AM] System: Jill Cunningham is offline.
[6:15 AM] Deunan Aeron chuckles, and squirms a little. "Haha, you're really up in there... hah," he laughs, trying to contain himself, "Haha, hold on..." the man says, gently pushing Nat off and undoing his pants, leaving himself in only a pair of puffy pumpkin pants similar to what Nat herself is wearing. He reaches in the dark and finds Nat's hands again, and puts them back on his body. "Are you enjoying your exploration?"
[6:19 AM] Nat Edley 's enjoyment of her exploration becomes immediately clear as she speaks, her voice gasping with intensity. "I need..." is all she can gasp out, as, in turn, she finds Deunan's hands again, and puts them on her tiny breasts, her skin burning warm with feverish intensity.
[6:21 AM] Nat Edley: (hey, didn't I start off as a he? when did that happen?)
[6:22 AM] Deunan Aeron: ((I noticed it, I approve~))
[6:24 AM] Deunan Aeron leans in to kiss the girl, "what do you need?" he asks, his long fingers holding onto the flat chest, gently kneading it, thumbs tracing around nipples. "Tell me what you want and I'l do it," he says, kissing at her neck, gently biting, as one hand roams down, closer to Nat's secret.
[6:26 AM] Nat Edley 's flesh arcs at Deunan's touch, and she nussles against him as he brings his head close to hers, light tears clinging to his face. With absolute honesty, Nat says "I don't know!".
[6:29 AM] Deunan Aeron bites his lip, and sighs. He stops, and puts his hands against the girl's cheeks, thumbs wiping at those tears. He leans in and kisses her, then touches their foreheads together. "It's alright. We don't have to do anything you don't want to."
[6:33 AM] Nat Edley almost fights against Deunan's hold, jutting forward attempting to seal Deunan's lips once more. "No.. please.." Suddenly, another flash of lightning strikes nearby, giving Deunan for the briefest of moments a good look at his partner, flush with arousal, sweat dripping from her body, a look of absolute need plastered across her face. "Show me what I need.. Show me how..".
[6:39 AM] Deunan Aeron smirks, and gives the homonculus a kiss. "As you wish," he says, hands renewing their roaming. He slowly, teasingly slides one hand down into those puffed panties and... He blinks in the darkness, and then gropes. Feels around, leaning the girl back to get a better angle, goes as far as the anus. He quickly tugs those bloomers away, and snaps his fingers. The fey light comes back, and Deunan is illuminated, wearing nothing but those bandages around... pillowy mounds? as well as pumpkin panties himself. He's tall and lank in the dim light, his muscles outlined. They're from lack of proper nutrition, and hiking, lean and almost gaunt. He stares at Nat's crotch, once again taken off guard. He blinks... and then snaps his fingers, quick as it came on, the light goes out. "Well," he says quietly, after a moment. "This is certainly interesting..."
[6:41 AM] Nat Edley "I'm sorry, I.. I have to go" Nat blurts out, frantically trying to gather his things, to get away from this awful situation. "I'm... I'm so sorry".
[6:44 AM] Deunan Aeron wraps his long, thin... and very strong fingers around the child, pulling it close. "No," he says, kissing at Nat's neck, hands holding him by the waist."It's alright." He takes one of the boy's wrists, and leads the hand down the trail of light body hair, and into his bloomers. "Heh, neither of us has been honest..." he... she? murmurs. The child's fingers touch moistness, feeling no thick, warm member, but instead a wet slit.
[6:52 AM] Nat Edley 's watering eyes meet Deunan's in wonder. Time passes slowly, with Nat not looking away from Deunan's deep blue eyes. More is said in a moment of that eye contact than could ever be done verbally, emotions tossing through Nat's mind like a sea at storms. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, but could have just been less than a second, Nat moves forward, hand grasping the scissors that he had used before on the jacket. With one movement, Nat seals Deunan's lips with his own, simultaneously running the scissors along the bandages encircling the woman's chest, causing it to slowly unravel between them.
[6:55 AM] Deunan Aeron: The woman's massive breasts are freed from their confines, and spring forth. The light of the fey fire dimly brightens, and now it's Deunan's turn to be nervous, looking away and laying on the blankets. "They're rather large..." she says, licking her lips a little. "You may touch them, if you like..."
[7:01 AM] Nat Edley nervously touches the pillowy mounds, surprised at their weight, fingers occasionally brushing against the woman's nipples, while unaware of the significance of them. "These... So, these are.. what it means to be a woman" Nat mutters, inconsiderate of how hurtful that statement could be to a trans individual, so distracted is he by the new sensations.
[7:01 AM] Nat Edley: (let's move on from breasts quickly though, not quite my forte)
[7:07 AM] Deunan Aeron: ((Haha, aren't you supposed to be taught~?)) The woman bites her lip, cheeks flushing, "Yeah..." She doesn't seem to mind, fully embracing her role as instructional plaything. "They're sensitive... the nipples." She closes her eyes and licks her lip, panting. The tent is really starting to heat up. "Lick them. Suckle them..."
[7:12 AM] Nat Edley does as requested, eager to please, to satisfy, to bond. Now it's Nat's time to slowly force Deunan to the ground, straddling the woman across the legs as he continues his oral ministrations, before slowly moving down, leaving nibbles and licks all the way down Deunan's stomach, before cresting the crotch, grooming the public hair like a animal does it's young, finally reaching the crest of Deunan's bloomers.
[7:21 AM] Deunan Aeron moans softly, sweetly, and most of all punctuated by words of encouragement to the child. "Good girl..." she says, breath coming out in short pants. He has his hand on Nat's hair, fingers twining those snowy locks. "Mm, keep going, boy..." she sighs, running her hand through his hair. ((Sorry, getting food))
[7:28 AM] Nat Edley slowly removes Deunan's last remaining piece of clothing. The art of pleasuring a woman is a prospect totally alien to Nat, however, this proves unimportant as, after all, what Nat desires is to learn, to find out, to investigate, and with the tent in almost pitch darkness, this is achieved slowly though feeling, probing, stroking, testing, and finally, when the overpowering musk of Deunan's juices becomes too much for Nat to bear, the eager licking out of Deunan's sex.