A/N: SO NOW THE FUN REALLY STARTS. It would have been even longer except I thought that would just be too unbalanced. Also because I'm still not really done... *sweatdrop* BUT here's the first part, so enjoy. WARNING, I tried not to make it incredibly graphic, but since this is about Astral experiencing all the details, well...go ahead at your own risk. Note, I have not actually even watched that episode where they do that whole ZEXAL change, so if I got the details wrong, please let me know and I shall make the corrections. Special thanks to Ghetto-Kaiba09 for clarification.
"Uh, just one question: Can we even do that outside of a duel?" Yuma and Astral stared at each other for a few seconds, with Tori glancing back and forth at the two.
"...You have a point. I must admit I did not think about that...requirement."
"Guys, hate to interrupt your brilliant discussion, but what's going on? And why are we talking about dueling?" Tori was a little wary of their answer, but better to be in-the-know than have it come as a nasty shock later.
Yuma instinctively twitched. "Well, remember when Astral and I did that whole Overlay transformation?"
Tori frowned, flipping through her memories of his duels...it sounded vaguely familiar and she did recall on several occasions seeing the transformation... "You mean when you went all super-saiyan with Astral?"
"Uh, sure, why not." Yuma sweat-dropped. Did he really look like a DBZ character...?
"Um, okay. So what does that have to do with anything?"
"Well, when we transform, Astral kind of...becomes part of me. I-I mean, I'm still me and in control, it's just that Astral can sort of...also do what I'm doing. You know..." He trailed off, hoping she would get the point.
"You mean, he's in your body? Wait, like you're possessed by him?"
"No no! I mean, it's like, I'm in control, but I can sort of hear/sense Astral there with me too. Like, um, I guess you could say it's like I'm in the driver's seat and he's hitching a ride."
"Ah."
"Yeah."
"So. Well."
"...You're not going to slap me again, are you?"
"..."
"Yuma, if Tori is really against this, then I can respect her wishes and we can forget about pursuing this course of action—"
"Fine. We can...do it." Yuma blinked at her a couple of times to make sure he heard correctly.
"A-are you sure? You know this is totally not necessary, right?"
Tori felt her resolve wavering a little bit, but part of her felt a little guilty for just shutting Astral out of their lives like that. He and Yuma would always be partners, and she supposed it would be frustrating to not understand something important that was going on in your partner's life. Besides, Yuma had said he would be the one in control, and Astral would sort of become part of him...? It was a little confusing, but in the end, it would still be with Yuma and it wasn't like she would be able to see or hear Astral anyway. "I'm fine with it, Yuma. Really," she reassured him with a small smile. "Besides, we both agreed that this is something important for Astral to understand."
Yuma nodded, but with some uncertainty. "Well, don't force yourself if you don't feel like it. You know I can always just...explain it to Astral myself."
She resisted the urge to roll her eyes a bit. Yuma was sweet and caring, but sometimes almost overly so, to the point of being overprotective. She wasn't made of glass, dammit! "Don't worry, as long as you're sure you're okay with it. So, uh, how is this transformation going to happen anyway? Is that why you were talking about dueling?"
"I guess we'll find out." Yuma shrugged. "You ready to try this, Astral?" The blue alien nodded.
"Theoretically, perhaps if we focus our energies similar to how we are in a duel, we may be able to achieve the same results. Of course, this is all just speculation."
"We'll never know if we don't try! On my count, then! One..."
"Two..."
"THREE! I Overlay myself with Astral to build the overlay network! Xyz Change, ZEXAL!" The two duelists shouted at the same time, and in that instant, the key glowed and a blinding white-blue light filled the room, along with black, glittering swirls that reminded Tori of the Milky Way Galaxy. The light grew so strong she had to shield her eyes; when the glow faded, there stood before her a figure clad entirely in red/white armor, with blonde hair and heterochromatic eyes. He still looked like Yuma—like a taller, slightly older version of Yuma. She stood staring, not sure of how to proceed.
Yuma glanced down at his body; sure enough, he was wearing the same armor that appeared when using ZEXAL power. "Yes! It worked! Amazing huh, Astral?"
[Yes. I wasn't expecting it to be such a success.]
[Oh yeah, we can talk telepathically now! Duh.]
"Yuma? Is that you?"
Yuma turned around to see Tori standing in front of him, her expression hesitant, but also quite curious. He couldn't blame her apprehension; not only was she about to have sex with a guy who looked more at home in a convention, but there was going to be an extra member floating around in his head. He gave her his trademark grin and a thumbs up. "Yeah, it's me all right, with Astral kind of somewhere in here" he pointed to his head. He closed the gap between them and gently put his hand on her shoulder. "I'm not too scary, am I?"
Tori laughed and shook her head. "No, it's just I've never seen you like this before...well, not up close anyway. You look...cool. Although I don't know if I like the idea of spandex..."
"Aw come on, it's not like I made this outfit! It kind of comes with the territory." He pretended to frown, but couldn't help smiling at her reaction.
"I know." Her hands gently brushed his face, as if trying to memorize this new side of him. He closed his eyes as her touch drifted lower, over his shoulders, down his arms, and the front of his torso...
[! Yu-Yuma! What is this...feeling?] The alien gasped out, never having experienced touch before—the sensation was almost overwhelming, yet somehow he could also feel Yuma's familiarity with this feeling combining with his own uncertainty. It was entirely nonsensical and bizarre, but it felt...good.
[Uh, I guess you could call it...pleasure...] Yuma was having a hard time concentrating on Astral's thoughts. Strange enough that he had to split his attentions between the physical sensations and telepathic communication; it was even weirder when he realized he could sort of feel Astral's own reactions to the same physical sensations they were both experiencing. He almost considered telling Astral to just shut up and sit back, but he knew it would probably be fruitless. He jumped in surprise as Tori suddenly embraced him, her face pressed against his chest.
"Are you feeling okay, Yuma?" Her voice was low and breathy, a sign that she was starting to get aroused.
"Yeah. Don't worry about me, I can handle Astral." He smiled and pressed a kiss against her forehead.
[Amazing...it's so warm...and she feels soft...] Although Astral wasn't the one who was actually doing the embracing, he could feel Tori's body against Yuma's (his?). Even though he didn't know what warm was supposed to feel like, or what soft was, he somehow instinctively just knew. It was probably the effect of sharing a single body with Yuma.
[Uh huh... ] Yuma wasn't really listening to Astral anymore; he was more focused on how his lips were sliding down and meeting with Tori's, and all of a sudden he was pushing her against the wall and aggressively shoving his tongue against hers, in his mouth then in hers, and in between—
[!] Words escaped Astral as he was suddenly deluged with an explosion of sensations, all unfamiliar but ultimately very pleasurable. There were things happening everywhere all at once—Yuma's/his/their tongue exploring inside Tori's mouth and around her lips, his/their hands sliding behind her and onto bare, heated skin, her hands tracing every line along his back—there was nothing in his vocabulary that would prove sufficient to express this feeling. He started to feel very hot yet very cold, and wherever there was contact between the two bodies it was like electricity sparking along each touch.
He could see why humans engaged in such an activity. [Yuma...you did not tell me that this ritual was very pleasurable as well...is that another reason humans perform this "sex"?]
[Yeah...um, Astral, would you mind not...talking unless it's something really important?] Yuma's voice sounded oddly distant and low, but at the moment, it seemed perfectly natural to Astral. [It kind of...kills the mood.]
[Oh. I understand. I...will leave it to you, then.] He retreated so his presence wouldn't hinder Yuma's actions, and simply decided to just absorb and feel as much as he could. It was wonderful; better than anything he had ever experienced before, like the excitement of dueling, only with physical sensations to match. In fact, he was starting to think that this might be even better than dueling... As if echoing his thoughts, he felt a surge of heat pooling between Yuma's legs and a strange tightness was forming.
"Ohhh...Yuma..." Tori moaned as they parted temporarily for air. His new height made it slightly difficult to reach, but that was a minor detail. She was panting heavily, leaning against his shoulder and relishing the feel of her body against his. In the back her mind, she still remembered that Astral was here in some way, shape, or form, but strangely the idea no longer bothered her; after all, she was only aware of Yuma, and if Astral wanted to come along for the ride, then he was more than welcome to. As her tongue moved down to his neck, she suddenly realized that she had no idea if this new outfit of Yuma's was even removable...in the usual sense. It appeared to be all armor and one-piece white spandex; if there was some sort of zipper or other, she hadn't seen it yet. She'd have to bring this up with Yuma before they could to go any further.
"Umm, Yuma...how are you supposed to...remove this? Is it even removable?" Yuma, who had been enjoying her attentions on his neck immensely, peered down with a confused look. "I mean, your outfit. I don't really think we can do much if you can't take it off..."
Oh. Right. Since he never transformed except for duels, it had never really occurred to him how this worked. "Err, right. Hang on, let me ask Astral."
[...Yuma? Why did she stop?] Astral had also been greatly enjoying the sensation of a warm tongue on his neck, although he wondered if Yuma was aware of the slight pain that was now throbbing from it.
[Astral, how possible to you think it is to, well, remove my clothes?]
[Your...clothes? You mean, humans cannot perform this ritual with them on?] When he'd first observed them, he did notice that neither had been wearing much, but didn't think to take it into account. He merely attributed it to keeping themselves cool, since it seemed body temperature rose greatly during this activity.
[Not really...]
[Hmm. Since this...transformation is a result of our wills, maybe, if we will them to be removed...]
[Sounds okay. Think hard, Astral, we don't want this outfit anymore!]
And very suddenly he was standing in front of Tori, quite naked. Despite her having seen him bare before, it was still a shock, and he quickly attempted to cover himself up while Tori was trying not to giggle. "U-uh, w-whoa, that worked pretty fast."
[Yuma, why are you embarrassed? I thought you said both parties have to be naked in order to have sex?]
[S-shut up, Astral! It's none of your business!]
"Well, I guess I should make things a little more equal..." Tori blushed and a giggle escaped her mouth. Astral watched intently through Yuma's eyes as she unzipped her skirt and took off her blouse, leaving both in a heap on the floor. She was wearing what seemed to be a smaller version of a top and pants, although, why they were covering those parts of her body, he did not know. She hesitated a little as she got to her underwear, suddenly feeling a little shy under Yuma's intense gaze. They'd never exactly stripped down entirely before, at least, not in front of each other. Usually, by the time they got to that stage, they were so overcome with lust that everything else was secondary. Now, by deliberately taking off her clothes, she was struck by embarrassment.
Yuma, suddenly understanding her shyness, turned his body slightly so he wasn't looking directly at her. "S-sorry, Tori, u-uh, let me know when you're...done..." In his peripheral vision he could make out her slender limbs, smooth, pale skin, and pert breasts that fit oh-so perfectly into the palm of his hand. He suddenly shivered as tingles ran down his spine, and it wasn't from being cold.
Astral noted with great interest the way Yuma's body was reacting to the situation. Even though they were currently not touching, even just looking at Tori was enough to trigger the hot/cold shivers and he could feel that strange tightening sensation in his core again, like something was being wound very tightly. It hurt, but at the same time it gave him pleasure. Very strange. He would've liked to ask Yuma about this tension, but he had a feeling that Yuma would just tell him to be quiet.
The air in the attic wasn't being heated, but Yuma barely noticed the temperature; if anything, it felt like he was getting hotter. Especially a certain lower portion of his body...he glanced down and jerked his head back up in case Astral was feeling chatty again. He was so engrossed in trying to sense Astral's thoughts without actually talking to him that he didn't notice Tori approaching until she was literally pressed against his back. Once again the temperature seemed to skyrocket and a wave of goosebumps broke out along his arms, especially since he realized how tightly her body was pressed against him.
"Was I disturbing anything?" She coyly whispered into his ear, enjoying the heat radiating off his body. She felt him stiffen and then instantly relax, the muscles all at once tensing up. "Astral's not giving you a hard time, is he?"
Yuma couldn't control the shiver that ran through him; Tori's hands were wandering all over his torso, and her teeth were gently nibbling along his neck. He winced slightly as she bit down, he was probably going to have a hickey tomorrow, but that thought suddenly flew out the window as her hand reached down and very gently brushed the top of his length with her thumb.
"Hnnggg...T-Tori..." A moan tore from his throat as his stomach seized from this pleasure-pain; dimly he could hear/feel Astral reacting similarly, trying to process this intense sensation. He was fairly panting now, trying but failing to keep from making all kinds of lust-filled noises. Tori had taken notice of his reactions and had sped up her pace moderately, leaning over and using both hands to send him into a pleasure overload. The coil in his stomach was being wound to unbearable levels, and it took all his willpower to remove Tori's hands to the side.
[N-no, Yuma, please...don't let it stop...] Astral lamented at the loss of touch, especially since he felt so close to something, but Yuma ignored his pleas.
[Astral, just shut up and enjoy it.]
Astral was confused—there was something even more than what he'd just experienced? Before he could even process this thought, the view suddenly shifted and he realized that Yuma was now facing Tori instead, which allowed not only for more of this "kissing" action, but also gave them the ability to touch and feel Tori for themselves.
She hadn't quite been expecting Yuma to pull such a fast one on her, but his slightly larger build now gave him a bit more advantage when it came to shifting positions. He was kissing her very passionately, and his hands seemed to be wandering all over, from her breasts to her back and thighs, and up again, as if he couldn't quite decide where to start first. Not that it mattered much to Tori, anyway; every touch seemed to set her nerves on fire, and she moaned slightly into the kiss, enjoying his fervent attention all over her body. Being pressed so closely, it didn't take long for her to feel something hard pressed against her stomach; she ground against it slightly and Yuma moaned into her mouth, he desperately wanted to just lay her down and enter her, but he felt for both his and Astral's sakes, it might be more satisfying if he drew it out for just a bit longer. While she was being distracted by his kiss, one of his hands snaked down and he very gently slid one finger up her thigh, just enough to graze the outside of her core.
Tori couldn't help it—she jumped instinctively as she felt a single digit enter her folds and start caressing her gently. She whined and mewled softly as he added his thumb in, just rubbing her clit very slightly. She barely stifled a scream that threatened to tear out.
"A-a-ah, Yu-Yuma...don't..." She panted and moaned as her body became helplessly limp, her hips somehow moving automatically to garner as much friction as she could to ease her own tightness. In addition, she felt his mouth starting to move around her breasts, licking them but never with too much force; the tenderness he regarded her with only served to increase the tension in her core.
"You're very wet..." He whispered hotly, and inserted another digit into her, as if to emphasize his point. She cried out and nearly lost her footing as the sensation of two fingers suddenly entering her overwhelmed her body. Yuma could feel himself throbbing as he felt her squeezing his fingers tightly; if this was just from two fingers, he didn't even want to imagine when he put all of himself in. He continued lavishing his attentions on both her breasts—sure, they would probably never be as big as, say, Anna's, but that suited him just fine—and stirring his fingers inside her, to make sure she would be comfortable when they got to the main event. For it had suddenly occurred to him that in this new form, he was overall taller and more built than his usual self; which meant that other...parts...of him would most likely be, too.
'Interesting. Females of this species exude liquid from between their legs when pleasured. I wonder if it serves any other purpose...' Astral, ever the stoic observer, was still determined to gather as much data as he could while enjoying all the sensations. It seemed for the time being that Yuma had shifted all attention to Tori, so while the bombardment of sensation was at a minimum for now, Astral focused on what they were collectively doing to Tori. He was aware that females seemed to like having their breasts touched—another physical difference between males and females, and one that seemed to cause great embarrassment among them—for every time Yuma lick them or gently used his teeth, he heard Tori cry out and clamp down on their fingers more tightly. Which lead to another point—apparently, at the center where her legs met, there was some sort of opening...and when stimulated, it gave great pleasure and produced a slippery fluid. He could also tell from the touch that it was very warm inside—hot, almost. In contrast, Yuma lacked such an opening; in fact, it was almost the opposite, a length of hard muscle that seemed to grow and stiffen the more aroused he became... 'An opening, and a length...not to mention liquid that feels slippery...could it be that...' He was sorely tempted to ask for Yuma's confirmation, but judging from both of their current states, an interruption at this moment would be most unwise.
A/N: ...aaaaand the really grand finale comes later. I know Tori hasn't actually seen the ZEXAL change in the show yet, but I'm just assuming that eventually she will.
