Butterflies (boyxboy)

Chapter 30: Change

"Tam, what are you?"
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It was so bright, it was almost blinding. The deep lilac hue which surrounded Tamesh was glowing like a purple sun.

The artist seems almost oblivious to the occurrence as he carries on chasing his release. He looks down at Blake. Eyes like violet fire as he screams out in pleasure. He releases inside of Blake, accompanied with powerful thrusts, before finally coming to his senses.

Blake looks up, trying to stare into the blinding light. It all becomes too much as he climaxes, blasting his warm pleasure over his stomach. His body tenses around the artist before he relaxes, but only just a fraction.

The sound of breathlessness is all that can be heard until Blake finally manages to locate his tongue. "T...Tam..." Blake raises a heavy arm and breathlessly points a loose finger towards the artist, over his shoulder. "What?...you...look...look in the mirror!"

Tamesh looks at Blake in confusion before lifting his head to meet his own eyeline in the mirror behind Blake's head.

There in his own reflection, he sees it. Two bright purple satin wings, somehow attached to his body. Tamesh begins to panic. He hurriedly pulls himself away from Blake, backing himself against the back of the door. Not being able to take his eyes from his reflection. He tries to reach his hands over his shoulders to feel for the newly sprouted wings. "What is this!...Blake...what's happening?"

Blake who had now managed to get himself to standing steps hurriedly towards Tamesh, arms outstretched. He places his hands on Tamesh's shoulders, making the artist tense a little at the contact. "I'm not gonna hurt you Tam...it's just..." Blake's eyes kept on straying from Tamesh's panic stricken face, glancing at the new wings which were spread out wide against the wall. "...Tam, you look like a...a butterfly!"

If there were words to express what the hell Tamesh was thinking, seeing and feeling right now, he just couldn't find them. All he knew was one moment, he was in the bath and now he had two giant purple wings surrounding him. He tries to focus on something, honing in on the hands of Blake resting on his shoulders. He relaxes only a fraction as he feels Blake slowly turn his body around so as to take in the wings in their entirety.

Blake's hands leave Tamesh's shoulders as they slowly move towards the delicate wings. They flutter, creating a breeze at the light touches Blake is making with his fingertips. "Can...can you feel that?" Blake wonders as he glances up at the back of Tamesh's head.

"Just feels tingly." Tamesh manages to reply, before hurriedly pulling himself around to face Blake, with the newly acquired wings knocking the overhanging bathroom light in the process. Tamesh looks at Blake again. Blake could see he looked terrified. "I...I know I've never had sex before, but this...this isn't supposed to happen ....is it?"

Blake doesn't mean to, but cannot help but laugh a little at the remark. "No Tam. This definitely doesn't happen." He soon regains his composure as he sees the fear in Tamesh's eyes. "Tam...what are you?"

"I don't know, I..." he suddenly comes over breathless. He places a hand to his chest, pulling at the skin in a desperate attempt to try to get more air within him.

He stumbles forward, only being caught by Blake's steady hands. "Tam, Tamesh!" Blake begins to panic as he hears the wrestling gulps of air get worse and worse. Blake now pulls him by the arm out of the bathroom, the wings seemingly fluttering of their own accord. Tamesh vaguely points to a door a little further along the corridor, which Blake opens, to reveal his bedroom. Blake manages to get Tamesh to sit on the end of the bed. He squats down in front of him, looking into his eyes. "Breath...just breath..." Tamesh, about, manages to mirror Blake's actions and eventually he is calmed.

"Mother, I need to call my mother!" Tamesh says when he can finally catch a breath. He directs Blake to a drawer in his nightstand. Blake pulls the metal handle, revealing a small brown address book. Blake takes it out, looking a little confused. He hadn't seen his own parents for a few years but he still had them saved in his phone just in case.

"We don't speak." Tamesh says, still a little breathless but could tell what Blake was thinking, just by looking at his face. "...but I think it's about time we did."