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Title: Duplicity (part 7)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Howard/girl!Vince. Howard/Vince
Word count: 3367
Genre: Fluffy-angsty-romance. (Is that even a genre?!)
Warnings: Sex-change fic. Het!Sex in THIS chapter. Eeek.
Summary: Vince had never imagined Howard would fall for Vinessa so quickly. He knows he has to let him down gently, but the question is, can he actually bring himself to do it when Howard isn't the only one falling?
Disclaimer: I, of course, do not own Howard or Vince. And I think that we can all agree that that is probably for the best. In no way is any of this true; it's all just a figment of my sordid imagination. No harm meant and no money is being made.
Author Notes: Once again, for

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Comments and cc always welcome!

EDIT: Okay, whatever went wrong with the first post should be fixed now. Sorry about that folks.

One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six

Everything was spiralling out of control.

Vince knew he should stop this, but he couldn’t. He watched, heart racing and palms clammy as Howard closed the door behind them. Howard’s room was as neat as ever, cool from the breeze from the open window. Howard crossed the room and closes it without a word, drawing the curtains as well. He shuffled awkwardly as he turns around, taking a deep breath. Howard looked so anxious, Vince forced a smile, Howard returning it unsurely.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Howard asked again as he stepped forward to stand I front of Vince. He reached out his hand to brush a strand of Vince’s hair from his face. Vince nodded, throat too tight to speak . He let his hands settle on Howard’s hips as Howard brushed the back of his fingers over Vince’s cheek, the touch soft and barely there. Lifting his hand, Vince took Howard’s and turned it over, Howard gasping as Vince kissed the inside of his wrist softly, trailing a path down to the centre of his palm.

“I’m sure,” Vince said finally, moving Howard’s hand down to his hip. “I want this. You.” Vince watched as Howard swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing slowly in his throat as his hands wrapped around Vince’s slender, curved hips. Vince pressed closer, letting his fingers curl around Howard’s neck, playing with the soft ends of his hair that trailed down his nape. Howard’s hands moved to Vince’s back, tentatively pushing under his top to press against the warm skin below. Vince shivered at the feeling of Howard’s callused fingers brushing down his spine. Heat tingled in Vince’s stomach as he pressed closer, his lips brushing along Howard’s jaw as his hands moved to his shoulders. Howard’s breath hitched as Vince delicately kissed the corner of Howard’s mouth, Howard tilting his down to join their mouths.

The kiss was fervid, their lips parted and wet, slicking together as their tongues pushed and flicked against each other, twining and exploring eagerly. Howard wrapped his arms around Vince’s slim waist fully, pulling him closer, and Vince gasped as he felt Howard’s length press against his stomach.

“I don’t….” Howard whispered as Vince pulled away for air, trailing off as Vince attached his lips to Howard’s neck, kissing and licking eagerly. Vince’s entire body was tingling, his mind clouded and hazy already - he was sure he’d never felt like this before. He let his fingers trail over Howard’s collar, down to the top of his shirt, Vince’s lips never leaving Howard’s skin. Fumbling slightly, Vince began to tug at Howard’s buttons, awkwardly popping them open and trailing his fingertips over every inch of newly exposed skin.

Finally reaching the last button, Vince pulled back, his lips leaving Howard’s skin with one, final, lingering kiss. As he stepped back, his hands pushed at the collar of Howard’s shirt, sliding it partway down his arms. Howard shrugged it off the rest of the way and Vince swallowed as he stared at Howard’s chest. He’d seen Howard half-naked many times in the past, but he’d never really stopped to look like this. Howard’s skin was naturally pale but flushed with arousal now, his rib cage rising and falling rapidly. Vince let his fingers trail lower over Howard’s smooth skin.

“I’m not - anything special,” Howard whispered, Vince silencing him with a finger to his lips. It made his chest ache to hear Howard say that about himself.

“You’re perfect,” Vince said, his hands once more exploring the planes of Howard’s chest. Howard gasped as Vince’s fingers trailed over his stomach and Vince felt a stirring of heat swirl in his stomach.

Vince felt Howard’s hands grasp the hem of his top and gasped softly, nodding his head and lifting his arms above his head as Howard tugged the fabric up and over Vince’s head.

Vince felt strange standing there, his body, but not his body on show. Howard flushed as his eyes drifted down over Vince’s black-bra covered breasts. Seeing the uncertainty in Howard’s expression, Vince took one of his hands and placed it over his heart, moving it lower, over the swell of his chest and gasping as Howard’s fingers brushed over his nipple lightly through the thin cotton of his bra.

“Please,” Vince gasped, not knowing what he was asking for. He moaned as Howard swept his thumb back over his nipple, little shocks of pleasure jolting through his groin. He closed his eyes as Howard’s hands reached around to his back, fumbling for a few seconds with the clasp of his bra before he managed to unbuckle it.

“So beautiful,” Howard whispered, his hands running along Vince’s bare shoulders to his neck, cupping his cheeks as he leant in to kiss him once more. Vince moaned softly against Howard’s lips as Howard’s chest pressed against his.

His hands moving almost of their own accord, Vince felt them brush over Howard’s sides, over his stomach, touching any skin he could find, his fingertips tingling. Slowly, he let them fall to the front of Howard’s trousers, nimbly pulling his belt open and unbuckling his trousers.

“Want to see you,” Vince whispered, pushing Howard’s trousers down. He watched, shivering as Howard pulled away from him. “Please.”

“Howard nodded unsurely, toeing off his shoes and socks, and pausing for a moment before he slid down his trousers, kicking them free. Eyes never leaving Howard’s, Vince pushed at his own skirt, sliding out of it to reveal the little lacy black knickers he was wearing underneath. He could feel himself, wet and aroused already - it was unfamiliar, the tingling heat and ache somewhere inside him. Howard flushed as he looked at Vince, swallowing again as he caught Vince’s eye.

Stepping forward, Vince grasped Howard’s hand and turned around, leading him towards the bed. He sat down on it first, sliding back until he was leaning against the headboard, beckoning Howard down, too.

Howard paused for a moment before he joined Vince, his fingertips sliding unsurely along the smooth skin of Vince’s legs. He slowed as he reached Vince’s inner thigh, biting his lip and looking up at Vince.

“I’ve not - I’m not sure what I‘m doing,” he whispered, looking ashamed at his admission. Vince shook his head breathlessly, swallowing thickly against the wave of guilt that reminded him exactly what he was doing - he was taking Howard’s first time again. Like he had taken Howard’s first kiss. He blinked, staring up at Howard seriously.

“We don’t have to,” Vince said, his hand covering Howard’s gently, “if you don’t want to we can stop.”

“No,” Howard shook his head, biting his lip, “I don’t want to stop. But you’ll have to - show me, tell me what to do - I…”

“Just,” Vince bit his lip anxiously, “just do whatever you want to….” He’d been with women before himself but this was so different now he was the woman - he felt out of his depth, unsure what to do. “Just touch me however….” He gasped, trailing off and closing his eyes as Howard pressed his fingers between Vince’s legs, brushing across the soft silk of his knickers. It felt strange - different to what he was used to. His whole body was tingling, flushed and hot and aching.

“Is this - okay?” Howard asked, and Vince nodded, breathless as he slid his legs wider apart.

“Oh, yes. Please.”

Howard pressed a little more firmly, rubbing across Vince’s slit and Vince could feel the wetness spreading under Howard’s touch. He wriggled, gasping lightly as he slid his hands to Howard’s face, tugging him closer. They kissed again, Vince wriggling free from his knickers, slipping them down his legs. Shifting around, Vince pushed at Howard’s shoulders until he was lying on his back, Vince straddling him easily.

Moving back, Vince began to kiss a slow trail over Howard’s chest, Howard gasping as he did so. It was easier like this, with Vince touching Howard. And he wanted to hear him gasp again, moan as his face contorted with pleasure. He reached Howard’s nipple and swept his tongue across it, Howard hissing and tangling his hands in Vince’s hair. Moving on, Vince swept his lips over Howard’s stomach, lingering for just a second to suck and kiss his belly button until Howard squirmed and gasped.

“Vinessa,” Howard moaned softly, his hips bucking up a little.

Vince pulled back a little, looking up at Howard - flushed and panting, lips parted and chest heaving - submitting the vision to memory. Inhaling deeply, he closed his eyes as he ducked back down, nuzzling at the little trail of dark, fuzzy hair that decorated Howard’s lower belly before he moved down. Sitting up a little, Vince stared up at Howard as he pulled at his boxers, making his intent known in his gaze as he tugged them all the way down past his knees. He ignored Howard’s dick, hard and leaking already, as he leant back down, moved to suck and nip lightly at Howard’s inner thighs instead. He didn’t want to rush this, he wanted it to be as pleasurable as possible for Howard. Howard gasped and rubbed at Vince’s scalp as he licked right up to where Howard’s inner thigh met his groin. Lingering there a moment, he felt his stomach swirl as his inhaled the musky scent of Howard’s arousal.

“Oh, please….”

Vince lowered his lips to the base of Howard’s dick, kissing a soft path along it to the hip. Howard gasped, and groaned out loud when Vince flicked out his tongue to play with his slit, tasting the salty-bitterness of the pre-come that was beaded there. Slowly, Vince closed his lips around the tip, sucking lightly and sliding along Howard’s length. Howard moaned and bucked up slightly, whispering a breathless apology as Vince pulled back a little. Vince could feel his own groin aching, almost unbearably hot and needy now but he ignored it as he picked up a steady rhythm, sliding his mouth up and down and hollowing his mouth as he sucked.

“Vinessa - oh.” Howard was moaning quietly now, his breathing hurried and ragged as he gasped and panted as Vince increased his pace. “God - please. I’m going to - you have to stop.” Howard tugged lightly at the back of Vince’s head, and Vince lifted up, looking up at Howard with his eyes half lidded.

“What do you want?” he asked, Howard flushing at the question.

“I…” Howard stuttered, looking unsure, and Vince placed a soft kiss to Howard’s hip bone before he crawled back up the bed.

“It’s okay,” Vince whispered, half lying down on his side next to Howard, his fingers trailing over Howard’s stomach. “You can tell me, I want to hear it.”

“I want,” Howard started, swallowing lightly, he shifted, trailing a hand over Vince’s side, all the way down to his thigh and back up again. “I want to make love to you.”

Vince’s throat closed and he sucked in a breath, his hand pausing to splay over Howard’s chest. “I - god….”

“I’m sorry, do you not…” Howard whispered, and Vince shook his head, interrupting him.

“No, it’s not that. Not at all. I do. Please, Howard. I want you to.” Howard nodded, inhaling shakily.

He shifted, pushing Vince back lightly and pressing his lips to Vince’s throat. Vince gasped as Howard nibbled and sucked lightly at his skin. Howard moved down to kiss across Vince’s chest now, pausing as he reached Vince's breasts then sliding his tongue across Vince’s nipples. Vince gasped and arched his back, biting his lip as Howard began to suck lightly.

“I want to make this good for you,” Howard whispered as he pulled back, moving across to Vince's other breast, kissing and sucking at Vince’s nipple again.

“Oh, yes,” Vince gasped, his eyes slipping shut as his head dropped back. “It is.”

Howard kissed lower, over Vince’s stomach and Vince shivered as Howard pressed a kiss to Vince’s hip. Slowly, Howard drew his hands up to Vince’s inner thighs, spreading his legs a bit wider as he lowered his head between them. Vince moaned as Howard flicked his tongue out tentatively, licking at Vince’s cunt lightly.

“Tell me what you like,” Howard whispered as he looked up at Vince and Vince nodded shakily, opening his eyes to blink down at him. He watched as Howard leaned down once more, Howard’s moustache tickling him slightly as he licked across his inner lips. Howard’s lips brushed over Vince’s clit and he gasped loudly, his head falling back again.

“Oh, yes. There, please….” Howard closed his lips around it, sucking gently, unsurely, until Vince moaned loudly again. Howard seemed to grow in confidence then, and he began to lick a little more certainly, pleasure and heat spreading out from Vince’s groin as he did so. Vince gasped and writhed, the feeling so intense and unfamiliar. His skin was hot, flushed and sticky and he ached. He shook his head, biting his lip and shivering as Howard began to suck again - he needed him inside him. Reaching down, he tugged at Howard, pulling him back up as the ache began to spread. Howard looked up uncertainly, his eyes clouded and unsure and Vince smiled. “Too much,” he whispered, breathlessly. “I want you inside me.”

Howard swallowed, inhaling shakily. Sitting up, Howard reached over to his side table drawer and pulled out a little box of condoms. He smiled sheepishly as he caught Vince watching him.

“I didn’t know if - I just hoped,” he whispered, Vince laying his hand on Howard’s arm gently.

“It’s okay, I’m glad you did.” He smiled, stomach tight as Howard pulled out a little foil wrapper; he - they - were really going to do this. Seeing Howard’s fingers trembling slightly, Vince closed his hands around them, pulling the wrapper from his grasp and opening it carefully. Pulling out the condom, he turned to face Howard, carefully sliding it down over his length, Howard gasping a little at the touch. Vince smiled as he pulled away, his chest tight. He reached out, his hands brushing Howard’s shoulders as he leant back down, pulling him back over him. “Please,” he whispered again, needing more than anything to feel Howard inside him.

Howard was shaking lightly as he positioned himself, he paused, looking up at Vince. Vince nodded at him, breathless and needy. He gasped as Howard began to slowly push inside him, stretching him. It felt odd, slick and hot and Vince gasped, his nails digging into Howard’s skin.

Howard moaned as he pushed in further, burying his face into Vince’s shoulder. “So good,” he breathed, his hot breath making Vince’s flushed skin even hotter. Vince gasped as Howard pushed all the way inside, his breath heavy as he ran his hands to the back of Howard’s neck. Everything’s so much now, every nerve of Vince’s body tingling with heat and hanging anticipation. He can feel every inch of Howard inside him and he needs more, needs to feel him moving. He clenches his muscles, Howard gasping against his neck as he bucks forward.

“Oh,” Vince moaned, head falling back. “Yes. More. Please,” he said, and Howard leant up, his hands either side of Vince’s head to support himself. Slowly, Howard pulled out, pushing back in just as carefully and Vince gasped. He lifted his legs, wrapping them around Howard’s waist, his ankles locking as Howard begins to move inside him - so slow and steady and a little bit stuttering in his movements. Vince gasped again, one hand moving to tangle in Howard’s sweat-damp hair and the other clutching at his locked forearm. Howard gasped, pushing in a little harder and Vince bucked up to meet him, his legs tightening.

It was too much and not enough, Vince couldn’t think of anything but Howard - Howard’s skin, slick and hot, his scent surrounding him, his length inside him making Vince feel so good. He squeezed his eyes shut, the pleasure almost unbearable - so foreign, the feeling of somebody moving inside him like this. His groin tingled as Howard increased the pace, still holding back though, careful and unsure. Vince slipped his hand down his stomach, between his legs, feeling where Howard’s length was pressed inside him. He touched a finger to his clit and arched his back, his stomach and chest pressing tight to Howard’s. Howard moaned, bucking forward, his arms shaking as Vince tightened around him again. Vince could feel it tingling at the base of his spine and he needed it so much. He pressed his finger harder and gasped, shaking as the pleasure became too much. Backing off a bit he began to stroke himself, little flicks over the nub that was sending so much pleasure shooting up his spine. He needed to come - needed to feel Howard coming inside him. He arched up, pushing his hips off the bed and gasping with frustration. Howard groaned and thrust into him harder, his arms buckling as he dropped lower onto Vince. Howard was breathing hard, gasping and moaning with every ragged thrust inside Vince and Vince knew he was close. He tightened his legs and bucked up, his finger sliding sloppily over himself as he chased the edge.

“You feel - oh god. You’re so perfect, so good,” Howard groaned, his breath hot as he panted against Vince’s neck. “Oh, I’m so close….” Vince groaned at the sound of Howard‘s voice, his tone husked and strained and desperate. Heat spiked in Vince’s groin and then he was gasping, clenching around Howard and throwing his head back as his stomach tightened and his back arched. Howard gasped, his body going rigid just seconds after Vince’s.

“God, Vin - Vinessa,” he groaned, shaking as he began to slow his thrusts, easing up until he finally stilled and sagged onto Vince, breathing heavy and ragged as Vince stroked his hands down Howard’s back and dropped his legs back down to the mattress. “I - god.”

Vince’s own breathing was heavy, his chest tightening as the aftershocks dimmed to a light, tingling hum through his veins. As the pleasure began to fade, the ever-present the guilt begin to gnaw once more in his stomach and he squeezed his eyes shut, his arms tightening around Howard’s back.

Howard shuddered a breath once more, his lips ghosting over Vince’s neck tiredly as they lay there, Vince’s stomach swirling with a mass of emotions. His throat was tight and he forced a smile as Howard shakily pushed himself up on his arms, groaning as he slipped free of Vince. Rolling onto his back, Howard slipped the condom from his length and knotted the end, tossing it to the floor. Then he turned and wrapped and arm around Vince, pulling him closer. Vince sighed as he settled his head on Howard’s shoulder, not quite ready to look up at him.

“I never knew it could be so … amazing,” Howard said, breathy and awed as he placed a soft kiss to the top of Vince’s head. “I - I love you,” he whispered quietly, barely audible, but the words hung in the air and rang in Vince’s ears. He Vince swallowed thickly, biting his lip as he pressed his lips to Howard’s chest.

Vince’s reply caught in his throat.

Instead he just lay there, pressed close to Howard’s side, letting Howard hold him tightly. Howard’s fingers were stroking over his hip lightly, making absent little figure of eight movements and Vince tried to hard to concentrate on that and not the tight ache in his chest and the churning in his stomach. It didn’t work.

Eventually, Howard’s breathing evened out and his fingers stilled, his hand relaxing on Vince’s side as he drifted to sleep. Vince nuzzled closer, feeling his eyes prickling.

“I love you, too,” he whispered to Howard’s sleeping form, inhaling shakily.

He didn’t sleep that night.

He just lay awake, listening to Howard’s soft breaths and the beat of Howard’s heart in his chest as he watched the minutes tick by on the clock.

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