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WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF ON-TOPNESS, Part One
A Hammerspace 1st-POV fic (Tryptin)
Grand Creator Ashkta
Started 29 April 2001
Okay, so on this particular day, which was somewhere between Monday and
Thursday…only because Friday holds some sort of free feeling when you know
you won't have to see everyone else for two whole days, GC's willing…I had a
Chibi Scout project to do after school, so I got a ride on the Multi-Space
Trolley rather than have Ai-shee take me home like he usually does. And
anyway, I thought he had to stay after for a Culinary Club meeting, so it
was no big deal.
I came inside and tossed all of my crappity into Corner-59 because I knew if
I didn't I'd actually be concerned with taking cookies to the Manor - and,
well, you know what happens then. And the quick rundown of our dorm room,
because I know you're wondering, is this - kitchen on the left (big, big
kitchen - what with Ai-shee catering from home), sort of a foyer deal right
in front of you, and to the right a living area with the bedroom and
bathroom beyond that. Actually, the bathroom is in the bedroom.
Anyway, so I went into the bedroom and started peeling out of my uniform. I
just knew I was going to have to put it through a hefty wash, cause the
project we were working on involved so many kinds of flavored syrup, and I
was practically covered in the stuff. I must have smelled like a tropical
mixed drink or something.
Okay…in the bedroom undressing. And this may sound like any fanfic you've
ever read, but I swear I really did think that the sounds I heard coming
from the bathroom were, you know, negative in origin. Like Ai-shee had hurt
himself in there or something. You know how showers can be with the rods
falling, so of course my first instinct was to go see if everything was
okay.
Now I won't lie and say that seeing your best friend masturbate in your
shared bathroom is something that doesn't stun you for a minute. Well…okay,
maybe if you live at the Manor then, sure, it's normal. But I was stunned.
The concept never occurred to me before, I guess because it's something I
don't do. What's the point when all I usually have to do is ask and I get
the full treatment. But anyhow….
There was Ai-shee sitting on the bathroom floor, stroking himself, and
obviously near completion. That would be the nature of the moaning I had
heard, of course. What bothered me on a second glance was his other
hand…the one that I couldn't see. I wasn't altogether sure what I was
witnessing at first, but it was only a second before I realized what was
going on.
By the time he opened his eyes and saw me, I was crying.
Now I know what you're thinking…oh, god, Tryptin…what the hell was there to
cry about. Right? Well, I mean, think about it. This might have been a
perfectly fine thing to come home to if it weren't for the fact that I,
being bottom in all previous encounters, suddenly make a connection between
that and what's going on at the moment. The problem being…well, here…let
me
just show you.
I immediately took an exit and sprawled across the bed - yes, still sobbing.
I couldn't help it. This was a blow. And…no, that's not what I meant.
After he finished, which was almost immediately, Ai-shee took a second to
clean up, heralded by the running water in the bathroom, and then came over
and stretched out beside me. He propped up on one elbow and used his other
hand to pull the hair away from eyes.
"Tryptin? Tryptin don't cry." His tone was genuinely concerned, and
when I
turned over, he looked guilty.
I rolled over and rubbed my face into his chest. "I'm sorry, Ai-shee. I
didn't know."
"Didn't know what, sweetheart?"
"I didn't know that you weren't satisfied with…with me and…." If
you could
hear someone's face blank, then I swear that's what happened. Then he
laughed. My first reaction was to puff up with annoyance. "It isn't
funny,
Ai-shee!"
He smiled in that way that makes everything else melt and not matter. It's
the way his eyes scrunch up, I think. It made me smile back. He laid me on
my back and leaned over to kiss my forehead…and then my nose…and then my
lips. I'll admit it - I was totally under the spell by that point.
"Tryptin, I'm not unsatisfied with you. You're my whole world."
"Except for the spinach puffs…."
"Yeah, okay…so I love my spinach puffs…but…that's not the point."
I sort of took to running my fingers over his chest instead of looking him
in the eye. You'd think it was because I was embarrassed, and I was, but
then you remember - oh wait…lots of naked skin there - and you realize what
I was actually thinking. Hey - I might be a weepy woman half the time, but
I'm still horny.
"I didn't know you ever wanted to be bottom. You should have told me so."
"Would it have mattered?"
"I don't know, Ai-shee. It might. It's just…I don't know…."
"You like being bottom, Tryptin. That's fine with me. And every once in a
while I take care of the other part myself. It's working fine - you don't
have to worry."
"I don't believe you."
"Have I ever lied before?"
I though it over and tapped my nails against his arm. "Well, there was that
thing about the white chocolate and the-"
"Hey, hey! I thought we agreed to forget about that!"
I giggled. Yes, giggled, folks. "I'm just kidding." I looked
up at him,
oozing as much reluctant permission as I could. "But if you think you need
to…um…find another partner who'll…help…I guess I could sort of accept
that."
He gave me something of a stunned look before getting those
now-you-look-here eyes that are so common when I say something
self-reproachful and shoved me hard into the mattress. He straddled my
waist and put his hands on either side of my shoulders. "I'm not going to
do that, Tryptin. You should know by now you're the only one…."
He sort of trailed off and stopped. I inwardly rolled my eyes and made yet
another note to smack Ashkta next time I saw her. I had to finish it for
him. "That you love?"
As usual, when I said that, he smiled and kissed me.
"You promise, Ai-shee?"
He grinned oh-so-evilly. It's how you can tell he's related to Evegan, and,
damn, it always manages to get me really hot. Of course, him rolling his
hips around like he was didn't help any.
"I promise."
And then…oh my god, I could have died…he swung off of me and padded to the
door. I could barely move, I was so stunned. Little wide-eyed Me's were
running around in my head looking pissed and pouty and going "What the
hell?" I turned my head toward him and blinked.
He still had the grin on his face, and he winked. "I have catering to do
for tonight. I got Richmond and Kinshal to work on the fish and steaks over
at their place. So all I have to do are the salads and the baking."
At that point all the little Me's stopped in mid chant and ran into a
football-style huddle.
"Okay," said the angry Me. "Totally nude Ai-shee is baking
again."
"Right," said the pouty Me. "And salad. That means a wide array
of salad
dressings."
The weepy Me sniffed. "But what about the on-bottom thing? Aren't we
gonna…."
All the other Me's hit him. He cried.
"We'll deal with that later. Sex first." That would have been the
horny
Me.
And then they all became one very excited Me hopping out of the bed as I
remembered how incredibly slippery it was to have raspberry vinaigrette
poured all over my body. And then being fed baby carrots and baby tomatoes
while this gorgeous chef slides all over me…oh god, the wonders of living
with a culinary genius. I tell you…it didn't take long to get started.
But in the back of my mind, I was still wondering what to do about the whole
top/bottom thing. I wanted to help but…well, there was only one way I could
think of to do that, and it scared the hell outta me.
But then I remembered the cake mix, and things were good again.
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End, Part One