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tamingthemuseTitle: Andi
Fandom: Torchwood
Prompt: 175 - Intersex
Warnings: Sexual situations
Rating: R for nudity
Summary: Jack mets Andi while working at the carnival.
Jack couldn’t stop staring. He hadn’t been so intrigued by anything in years. He felt the collective gasp of the audience around him and felt it held in amazement.
Even though Jack was part of the carnival he was currently traveling with he rarely interacted with the freaks. He was a geek, a ‘self made’ freak, but those of true deformities made more money and kept to themselves. He’d only spoken to the bearded lady a handful of times, and that was because she was constantly trying to get into everyone’s pants including his. That was also why he’d actually paid for a chance to see Andrew/Andrea’s show.
Andrew/Andrea, known simply as Andi, was a hermaphrodite. Jack knew the proper term was intersex and would then morph into something different as it became expected, but in this day and age she/he was a hermaphrodite.
She was stunning. His face was soft and round in a feminine sense, but the shape of his jaw was firm and solid like a man. Her shoulders were slender, but her arms broad and his hands big. She had soft breasts, small and bare, but her hips were straight, like a man’s. The hair on one side of his head had been cut short while on the other side it was left long and wavy. Her make up was done on that side of her face yet undone on the other to show how passing he would be as either. A skirt danced around her hips looking ready to fall and really that was what we had all come to see.
Jack felt jus as pathetic as any rube coming in off the street. He was anxious and desperate to see what she was hiding. He was glad he had paid to get in because his heart should never beat this quickly for free, it’d be a shame.
After dancing and teasing and taunting for close to five minutes Andi removed the silky veil from her waist. There was in fact a penis there, small but real. She leaned back against the small wall in the middle of the stage and came down it until she was swatting, than opened her legs wide. She moved a hand down, grabbing her small penis and pulled it up, out of the way. Behind it was a very definite vaginal opening. The penis was were the clitoris should be, but everything else was as it was on any woman.
She stayed like that, posed for the audience to see. Jack’s eyes went to his face and noticed she was turning to the side, in shame it would seem. Even as her hand started stroking herself into hardness, her face never moved forward.
Amazingly her penis did get hard and a little bigger. Still much smaller then average, but working and obviously connected to her. He turned forward and caught Jack’s eyes for a moment. Those blue seas were so very sad and horrified, but defeated enough not to run away. She cast her eyes downwards before standing up her penis bouncing before her. He bowed to the crowd before pulling on a robe and leaving the tent.
The crowd was still awestruck as Jack made his way out of the tent. He went behind it and saw her walking towards her small trailer.
“Andi!” he called after him and sprinted towards the retreating figure. Andi turned to him glaring.
“What do you want? Wasn’t the show enough for you?” he demanded with murder in her eyes.
“No,” Jack said with a soft smile, “I wanted to see if you were alright. You didn’t seem….comfortable up there.”
“I display my messed up body for a living, how should I look up there?” she snapped looking ready to slap him.
“If you don’t like it I’m sure you could-”
“Do what? Raise a family and be a good house wife, or should I work in the mines? What husband would have me? What employer keep me? They all find out sooner or later and this is the only place that is not taken as a bad thing. In fact it’s cherished here, so if you’re trying to save me, forget it. I’m safe as I can be right here,” he said clutching his hands to his chest and turning towards the trailer.
“That wasn’t what I was here for,” Jack called after her and he stopped at the door turning back slowly.
“For what then? Sex? Care to experiment with your sexuality with someone who can neither make you feel guilty or innocent? Take your pleasures, rip me apart and forget me, deny me in the morning?” she accused her voice full of venom.
“Oh, darling, I don’t even believe in sexuality. Something so complex can never be wrapped up in a pretty little box given a pink or blue bow. Neither can gender,” Jack said then stepped forward until he was right in front of him, “I’m here to ask you out to dinner.”
“Are you sick minded? Are you trying to get in good with the freaks because not even the other geeks will have you? I hear a lot of rumors about you, Jack. They say your act is a little too real, even the magician can’t figure out how you don’t get killed by those cannonballs. He’s seen it before, but you’re too close, and your angle is all wrong for catching. Some think you die every night and come back like magic,” Andi told him with a shake of his head, “I think you’re a bad con and a worse flirt. It’s one thing to be curious, it’s another thing to cruel. You don’t want to date me. You want to fuck me without feeling guilty.”
“No,” Jack said shaking his head, “I want to get to know you.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re a person too. Flesh is flesh, but it’s boring. It’s the soul wrapped inside that drives me wild,” Jack told her and he saw a faint blush on her cheeks.
“You’re horrid,” she said opening the door to his trailer and walking in, leaving the door open behind him, “Coming?”
Jack raised a brow then nodded. She walked inside and tossed her robe down on the bed. He stood naked before Jack and he didn’t know what to say.
“This is what you wanted right? Bizarre, self affirming, selfish sex,” he said putting her hands on her hips.
“That’s not,” Jack said feeling like a jack ass since he hadn’t lifted his eyes since the gown had come off. He went over and put his finger under her chin and smiled, “That’s not it at all. I want to get to know you. You’re confident, beautiful and obviously don’t take shit. I like that in a partner.”
“You’re an arrogant little prick,” she said with a special glint in her eyes before smiling, “Kiss me.”
“Yes, sir, ma’am,” Jack teased before going down to capture her lips in his. He kissed harder then Jack had been expecting. He found himself pushed down and pinned. Andi stared down at him with a sly grin and he knew what his place was. Andi didn’t like being on the bottom, being explored and exposed, he liked it on top and rarely was allowed it.
“I like it when you call me sir,” she hissed running her finger down his neck, “I think we can have some fun together, if you’re up for it.”
“I think it’s pretty obvious we both are,” Jack said running his hand through her long hair, “In so many ways.”
Andi smiled down at him and Jack knew they’d have a good few years at least in them.
Fandom: Torchwood
Prompt: 175 - Intersex
Warnings: Sexual situations
Rating: R for nudity
Summary: Jack mets Andi while working at the carnival.
Jack couldn’t stop staring. He hadn’t been so intrigued by anything in years. He felt the collective gasp of the audience around him and felt it held in amazement.
Even though Jack was part of the carnival he was currently traveling with he rarely interacted with the freaks. He was a geek, a ‘self made’ freak, but those of true deformities made more money and kept to themselves. He’d only spoken to the bearded lady a handful of times, and that was because she was constantly trying to get into everyone’s pants including his. That was also why he’d actually paid for a chance to see Andrew/Andrea’s show.
Andrew/Andrea, known simply as Andi, was a hermaphrodite. Jack knew the proper term was intersex and would then morph into something different as it became expected, but in this day and age she/he was a hermaphrodite.
She was stunning. His face was soft and round in a feminine sense, but the shape of his jaw was firm and solid like a man. Her shoulders were slender, but her arms broad and his hands big. She had soft breasts, small and bare, but her hips were straight, like a man’s. The hair on one side of his head had been cut short while on the other side it was left long and wavy. Her make up was done on that side of her face yet undone on the other to show how passing he would be as either. A skirt danced around her hips looking ready to fall and really that was what we had all come to see.
Jack felt jus as pathetic as any rube coming in off the street. He was anxious and desperate to see what she was hiding. He was glad he had paid to get in because his heart should never beat this quickly for free, it’d be a shame.
After dancing and teasing and taunting for close to five minutes Andi removed the silky veil from her waist. There was in fact a penis there, small but real. She leaned back against the small wall in the middle of the stage and came down it until she was swatting, than opened her legs wide. She moved a hand down, grabbing her small penis and pulled it up, out of the way. Behind it was a very definite vaginal opening. The penis was were the clitoris should be, but everything else was as it was on any woman.
She stayed like that, posed for the audience to see. Jack’s eyes went to his face and noticed she was turning to the side, in shame it would seem. Even as her hand started stroking herself into hardness, her face never moved forward.
Amazingly her penis did get hard and a little bigger. Still much smaller then average, but working and obviously connected to her. He turned forward and caught Jack’s eyes for a moment. Those blue seas were so very sad and horrified, but defeated enough not to run away. She cast her eyes downwards before standing up her penis bouncing before her. He bowed to the crowd before pulling on a robe and leaving the tent.
The crowd was still awestruck as Jack made his way out of the tent. He went behind it and saw her walking towards her small trailer.
“Andi!” he called after him and sprinted towards the retreating figure. Andi turned to him glaring.
“What do you want? Wasn’t the show enough for you?” he demanded with murder in her eyes.
“No,” Jack said with a soft smile, “I wanted to see if you were alright. You didn’t seem….comfortable up there.”
“I display my messed up body for a living, how should I look up there?” she snapped looking ready to slap him.
“If you don’t like it I’m sure you could-”
“Do what? Raise a family and be a good house wife, or should I work in the mines? What husband would have me? What employer keep me? They all find out sooner or later and this is the only place that is not taken as a bad thing. In fact it’s cherished here, so if you’re trying to save me, forget it. I’m safe as I can be right here,” he said clutching his hands to his chest and turning towards the trailer.
“That wasn’t what I was here for,” Jack called after her and he stopped at the door turning back slowly.
“For what then? Sex? Care to experiment with your sexuality with someone who can neither make you feel guilty or innocent? Take your pleasures, rip me apart and forget me, deny me in the morning?” she accused her voice full of venom.
“Oh, darling, I don’t even believe in sexuality. Something so complex can never be wrapped up in a pretty little box given a pink or blue bow. Neither can gender,” Jack said then stepped forward until he was right in front of him, “I’m here to ask you out to dinner.”
“Are you sick minded? Are you trying to get in good with the freaks because not even the other geeks will have you? I hear a lot of rumors about you, Jack. They say your act is a little too real, even the magician can’t figure out how you don’t get killed by those cannonballs. He’s seen it before, but you’re too close, and your angle is all wrong for catching. Some think you die every night and come back like magic,” Andi told him with a shake of his head, “I think you’re a bad con and a worse flirt. It’s one thing to be curious, it’s another thing to cruel. You don’t want to date me. You want to fuck me without feeling guilty.”
“No,” Jack said shaking his head, “I want to get to know you.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re a person too. Flesh is flesh, but it’s boring. It’s the soul wrapped inside that drives me wild,” Jack told her and he saw a faint blush on her cheeks.
“You’re horrid,” she said opening the door to his trailer and walking in, leaving the door open behind him, “Coming?”
Jack raised a brow then nodded. She walked inside and tossed her robe down on the bed. He stood naked before Jack and he didn’t know what to say.
“This is what you wanted right? Bizarre, self affirming, selfish sex,” he said putting her hands on her hips.
“That’s not,” Jack said feeling like a jack ass since he hadn’t lifted his eyes since the gown had come off. He went over and put his finger under her chin and smiled, “That’s not it at all. I want to get to know you. You’re confident, beautiful and obviously don’t take shit. I like that in a partner.”
“You’re an arrogant little prick,” she said with a special glint in her eyes before smiling, “Kiss me.”
“Yes, sir, ma’am,” Jack teased before going down to capture her lips in his. He kissed harder then Jack had been expecting. He found himself pushed down and pinned. Andi stared down at him with a sly grin and he knew what his place was. Andi didn’t like being on the bottom, being explored and exposed, he liked it on top and rarely was allowed it.
“I like it when you call me sir,” she hissed running her finger down his neck, “I think we can have some fun together, if you’re up for it.”
“I think it’s pretty obvious we both are,” Jack said running his hand through her long hair, “In so many ways.”
Andi smiled down at him and Jack knew they’d have a good few years at least in them.
