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Telling Elektra just how he felt was the best decision BV had made in a long time, it only serving to deepen their relationship further. Every moment spent together from then on felt….complete, now that they’d both confessed their feelings. It was a lot more difficult to hide himself from Elektra now too, though he felt the need to less and less as time went on and they got to know each other even better. Though, only when they were in private. 

Learning about Elektra’s career as a Racer, however interesting it might seem, just seemed so…. average to the brake van, at least after a while. He would admit it, he was nosy, and he wanted to know so much more than just the run of the mill, work-related nonsense. Not that he would ever call it boring to Elektra’s face, that would be unnecessarily cruel….but…..

He knew that learning more about the electric would come at a price - a steep one, at that. He wasn’t one to talk about his own secrets, who knows how much his lover would detest it? 

He had a plan, at the very least, for the next time he saw Elektra. Something simple from his younger years that he didn’t have as much of an issue sharing, in exchange for something juicy about his lover. That was fair, right?

Though, he didn’t have much experience with any of this. Actual relationships. He tried to give himself some leeway, Elektra certainly wasn’t a normal lover - not that that was a bad thing at all! In fact, that’s what BV loved about him the most, all the bizarre qualities. It was different. Unique. Beautiful, even 

He loved them so much that he decided he was going to drop in on Elektra a day early, with another gift, though this one was a lot simpler - a small bouquet of red hibiscus flowers and a bottle of wine he knew they would both enjoy. 

And with that, he set off. 

How to tell him?  

The question had played on his mind in a loop for the last few days, and Elektra paced back and forth in his room, nervously chewing on his lip. 

His team had berated him of course, warned him of the implications and possible risks. 

....As if he wasn't acutely aware of the possibility that this might make BV leave him. 

The last few weeks had been...wonderful, more so than he could possibly imagine, a completeness in his very being that he couldn't explain or figure out but that just felt so utterly right. 

He'd told Bee about some of his life, about the commission he worked for and being a Racer overall; about being born albino, and the deafness overall. But those were simple things, nowhere near what plagued his mind right now. 

You have to tell him. It'll eat you alive otherwise. He couldn't bear going on in this relationship and having to hide such a pivotal part of himself from someone he loved as much as Bee. 

But that left him - again - with the question that had haunted him from the start; how to tell him? 

He'd tried to write it down, but the simplicity of the statement seemed almost laughable when he read it back, the absurdness of it would just make BV think he was crazy. 

He could just show him as well, of course...But the truth of it was that he was frightened beyond belief. He remembered very well the look of shock and fear on BV's face as they'd made love before and just a fracture of his true self had made itself known. He never wanted Bee to look at him and be afraid...It'd break him. 

But not telling him would break him too. In time. 

Sighing, he settled on the bed and looked at his reflection in the mirror, hesitating for just a moment before he let himself...unfold. 

It wasn't anything strange for him to see as it happened, this had - after all - been him for a very, very...long time, and falling back on the bed he stretched out and exhaled, gaze stuck on a spot in the ceiling.

"You'll just have to do it." He told himself, voice not as firm as he'd hoped. "There's nothing else you can do." 

He still had a whole day to fully work out the details, of course, even having sent away his components for some privacy and contemplation. 

He- he had time. It'd work out. 

Right now he just desperately needed to relax, to forget just for a little while what he had to confront. And he'd thought the deafness had been difficult, hah! 

No, he needed to relax...just relax. He repeated the mantra quietly to himself as he slowly reached down to touch his core, his lips, his thighs, desire building up. 

Just relax. He had nothing to worry about.

BV made it over to Elektra's shed sooner than he expected, and he lingered outside on the front porch for a moment, trying to work out exactly what he wanted to say. Looking at the bunch of flowers in his hand, he almost thought it was a stupid idea should Elektra not realize that it was a custom among trainfolk. 

Why do you have flowers…? He'd ask. Oh. Well, they uh…. reminded me of your eyes, and….

Ugh, he was practically inviting the teasing - or severely overthinking everything, as he always did with the Racer. Everything was always extremely complicated or extremely simple. There was no in between, and it was oftentimes difficult to gauge which one it would be.

He'll like the flowers, just knock, you pussy. 

And so he did - though there was no answer. Huh. 

He knocked again, louder this time - and still, no one came to the door. 

Perhaps he was out for the day, then. BV sighed - he should have realized that Elektra didn't always have every spare second to spend with him, especially not as a Racer. 

Though, he could still leave the presents for Elektra to find once he got home? And with that wicked idea, he slipped a lock picking kit from his belt, easily sneaking his way into the living room. 

Water - he needed to put the flowers in water. He rummaged around in the kitchen then, no nice vases or anything at his immediate disposal, so a regular old drinking glass would have to do. He wasn't the best at floral arrangement, of course, but it looked nice enough and he set the glass down on the coffee table, the bottle of wine along with it. 

He thought to leave a note as well, but while searching for a pad of paper, he heard…. noises coming from the master bedroom. He quickly realized they were moans, Elektra's moans to be specific, and he was almost afraid that the Racer was having some fun with someone who wasn't him - not that he necessarily would have minded should Elektra have asked him, but-

He was definitely nosy now, and paused outside the bedroom door to listen in for a moment. 

He could have almost sworn he heard Elektra moaning his name - Ohhh. The realization set in as to what Elektra was really doing then. BV chuckled, happy to provide should his lover need a little help , and promptly opened the door to surprise his lover. 

The smug look on his face quickly dropped and was replaced with shock as soon as he was face to face with Elektra, however - Oh how the tables turned, as it was actually BV who was getting the surprise.

Elektra was shocked as well, but he was still lying on the bed, his crimson eyes brighter than normal, nearly glowing now. His skin looked almost fragmented, and his nails a bit sharper than BV remembered. That….. wasn't really what concerned him though.

It was the long, very slimy looking, tentacle-like limbs that seemed to come from Elektra - he would have assumed it was some sort of costume or even a prank had some of those limbs not been busy pleasuring the Racer - he knew he saw one prodding into his valve before it retreated quickly, almost like it was afraid. 

It took a few moments for BV to realize that yes, indeed, those tentacles were growing, pulsing from Elektra's own body, before they all seemed to retract - and before Elektra could say anything in his own defense, BV had fainted from the sheer shock. 

What was he doing here? 

Not like this! 

He wasn't supposed to-

The thoughts were racing through Elektra's mind as he stumbled off the bed and made his way over to BV's form, falling on his knees to pick him up. 

The claws snagged on the brake van's gear and he cursed as his form was practically bristling in panic. Go away, GO AWAY , he forcefully willed. D-disgusting , stupid, terrible body, now making his lover lie there unconscious. Because he saw him. 

Logically, he knew that was to be a reasonable response in seeing something quite...like this, but the fear rushing through him as he held BV to his chest, patting his cheek, was so great he almost thought he would faint himself. Tears welled up and he let out a quiet sob as he tried to get back up, his legs trembling as he put BV on the bed, in an as comfortable position as he could manage. 

He should call back the others, have Wrench look at him, but he couldn't find it himself to even make a move, sitting on the mattress stroking the brake van's forehead. What would he say when he woke up? Would he jerk back in fear? W-would he leave? 

Yes, he'd leave him, he was certain. He'd be terrified and rush out, and he'd never see him again. 

The mere thought made a hole form in his chest, a void unlike anything he'd ever been in before or felt, and he sobbed again and hugged his knees, burrowing his face. 

Had he come earlier to surprise him? 

Yes, he must have...And now it was ruined. Ruined. 

He supposed he wouldn't have to tell him now, but the better question remained; how on earth to explain?

It was a miserable ten minutes or so for Elektra, the minutes dragging by, feeling like hours, hopelessness growing by the second. But it was only a flash for the brake van, his eyes soon fluttering open, to see the familiar frame of his lover sitting beside him. Though he looked….devastated…? Like he'd been crying...

Wait. What had happened?

His eyebrows creased in concern and he wanted to ask what was wrong - though, he hadn't remembered sleeping over here. How did he get over here? 

Shaking the drowsiness from his eyes, there was finally a moment of clarity. Right! He had come over to surprise Elektra. With the flowers and everything - but he had trouble remembering clearly what happened afterward. 

He knew he walked in on Elektra masturbating - that he remembered for certain, the thought was too delicious to just let slip from his memory so easily. The logical part of him wanted to say that they ended up having sex and passing out - though that didn't explain Elektra's expression at all, why had he been crying? 

Something hazy clouded his brain, like there was something else surrounding Elektra that he saw. That he wasn't meant to see. That was attempting to hide itself from his memory. 

Perhaps that part was a dream. 

He reached an arm out, wanting to pull Elektra closer to him, but the Racer flinched at first, almost looking frightened. BV frowned, had he done something to scare Elektra? He had to ask. 

"Ellie baby, what's wrong?" 

He....didn't run away. 

Elektra sniffed and rubbed at his cheeks in confusion, almost wanting to laugh at the absurdity. He was asking him what was wrong? 

"What's wrong?" He repeated. "You-" 

But he paused at the brake van's obvious confusion, realization hitting him. 

BV...didn't remember. Hah. He didn't. Elektra could just...come up with an excuse, if he wished. Or deny it. No harm at all! They could continue as before and all would be well with the world- Except...

He wanted him to know. He did, truly. He was just scared…

Would BV faint again? Or would he...leave? 

When the brake tried to reach for him again, he reluctantly let him, leaning into the touch and closing his eyes.  

"Oh, Bee." He sighed, reaching out to stroke his cheek. A small part of him hoped dearly that the brake van did in fact remember but didn't care, though he knew that to be impossible. 

No one would shrug that off. It didn't matter if he loved him or not. 

No, he had to tell him. His team was away, BV was here with him, it was a perfect time. Of course he would have wanted it to start differently...but there was no going back now. 

Just like with the deafness, he just had to rip the band-aid off...and tell him. 

"You- you don't remember what you saw when you rolled into my room?" He asked tentatively, grabbing both of BV's hands to put against his cheeks. "You don't remember this?" 

And he slowly, oh so slowly, revealed himself again, letting the tendrils unfurl to surround them, a barrier around them, a shield. As BV visibly inhaled, jerking in his grip, Elektra tried a gentle, careful smile. 

"So I'm not...actually a train." His voice was barely a whisper, so shaky he wasn't sure it was even audible. "Please don't be afraid."

It all came rushing back to him in an instant, what exactly he had seen as soon as he opened Elektra's door earlier. Why he had fainted. Those sticky tendrils weren't part of a dream after all - they were very real, snaking their way around his body now. 

It was….. foreign, of course. But BV took pause, a moment to look on in curiosity. Watching their behavior, feeling their clutch, listening to the sounds they made. Please don't be afraid , Elektra had said. Clearly this was something he was nervous about, something he had been waiting to come clean about. I'm not actually a train.

The tendrils weren't malicious, of course. Nothing about the way they felt was…. evil, for lack of a better word. It felt just like Elektra's arms really, a loving caress, a gentle embrace. And his lover's face was just as soft. Hopeful, if not a little frightened.

His breathing began to even out once more.

Suddenly everything started to make even more sense. Elektra's abilities, his piercing eyes, the way he was able to entrance BV with just a glance when he’d shown up to the yard. The way he could command an audience, the world at his feet if he so wished. 

Powerful. Yes. Elektra was powerful. Probably so much more powerful than anyone could really conceive, the brake van realized. 

But BV had never truly been afraid of him. 

He was…. enraptured.

And as he sat there still, his hands falling down toward Elektra's neck now, he….laughed. Softly, like the pieces of the puzzle finally fit together perfectly. He now had a reason as to why his lover was so strange, so alien to everyone else at the yard, the components included, he would go so far as to say- 

"I'm not afraid…" He started, trying to find a way to respond that wouldn't make Elektra cry all over again. I'm not actually a train . The words echoed once more.

"But….what are you then?" He asked, locking eyes with Elektra once again. Sickly curious. 

Relief washed over Elektra unlike anything he'd felt, and he let out the breath he hadn't realized he was holding, the exhale a weight from his very soul. 

"I'm-" He started, but realized at once that it was...a very difficult thing to answer, now that the question was actually out. 

He hadn't had much time to actually think out a good explanation after all, as BV had...so ultimately showed up early. 

"I'm..." A God felt overbearing somehow. Was he? Yes, he supposed he was, in that sense. But it wasn't quite right either. He was just....him, after all. Like he'd always been. "I'm...a very...ancient being..." He tried instead, chewing on the word. "I've been a lot of things, and have lived many lives." 

He went for BV's hand then, smiling when he let him take it to bring up to his mouth, kissing the knuckles before he brought it down to just hold gently, an anchor perhaps for both of them.

"I was there when it began, and I'm very sure I will be there when it ends as well." Perhaps that was a somber thing to say, but it was the truth, and he sighed again as he met his eyes. "But I'm still- Me, Bee. N-nothing will change. Nothing has changed." 

Of course he would view him differently now, there was nothing he could do about that than perhaps convince him he was still the same person he'd fallen in love with, just- just with a few extra bits and pieces here and there.

"I'm still a Racer, everything I told you about that is true. I was born one, a-and I was born deaf." When BV just looked all the more confused, Elektra hummed in contemplation and chewed his lip. "I get born...over and over, if I wish. Living so long, it gets a little...one sided after a while. So I try different things." And here he sighed. "Though two things always remain the same; no color." And he gestured towards his pale skin. "And no hearing." Here he couldn't help but laugh. "Imagine my joy when they invented implants for it." 

Maybe joking was a bad time right now, but he desperately wanted the mood to stay like it always had between them; carefree and joyous. He eased his grip on the brake van a little, the tendrils retreating back - not the whole way - but enough for BV to move about as he pleased.

"I love you." He murmured, squeezing his hand. "I had planned...to tell you about all of this tomorrow. I wanted you to know the truth. I don't want to hide anything from you." He swallowed, laughing a little nervously. "I hope this isn't a dealbreaker."

The fear had gripped him like a vice, and he shrugged as carefree as he could manage. "I'll answer any question you want, or that may...pop up later, I guess."

This was… perhaps far more information than BV had been hoping for, though he could only blame himself. He had come here with the intent to get to know more about Elektra and he certainly got his wish. However, he wasn't expecting…. this .

He didn't know quite how to feel about it. To anyone else, it must be objectively horrifying, to know that you're dating… well, a monster. 

Please don't be afraid.

It still rang true though - that he loved Elektra, more than anything in the world, even with this newfound information. He wanted to make that abundantly clear. And so he tilted his lover's head just so, leaning in to give him a soft kiss. That hadn't changed, at least. His lips were still as soft as ever, the familiar tingle of electricity dancing in his mouth.

Oh , he was crazy.

"I love you too, El." He said finally, breaking the awkward silence between them. "You know that still, right?" It occurred to him that Elektra was probably mortified, afraid to tell him about all this, perhaps just as afraid as BV initially was.

"You don't need to be afraid either." He squeezed Elektra's hand. "I'm not going anywhere." 

But….

Elektra's words still rang in his mind - if you have any questions…. - he couldn't help but think about just exactly how Elektra was using those tendrils when he first saw him. The way they wrapped around his slender, trembling body, fucking him steadily, pumping his pretty, pink cock…

BV wasn't subtle either, he was certain Elektra could tell that he was at least slightly turned on, looking at the tentacles still surrounding him. Thinking about what they would feel like around his cock….

Elektra raised an eyebrow then, and BV might have blushed. "I do have one question-"

Elektra let out a quiet sob as BV kissed him, confirming his still steadfast affection. Oh thank goodness, he was staying. He was going to stay. He still loved him. 

Whirring in affection, he watched BV take his time with studying his form, which was - admittedly - only the tip of the iceberg. This was as far as he could go, the Truth too great for any mortal to comprehend, and he visibly relaxed more and more as his lover seemed to do the same.

Except that didn't exactly seem...to be the case, as the brake van's face was flushed and his frame taut. Elektra knew that look very well, and BV's statement only confirmed it, face all red. 

Ah, yes...he had...seen him after all, pleasuring himself. But the thought was so incredibly amusing, he couldn't help but let out a laugh.

"I tell you I'm an ancient entity, and you wanna know about the tendril's sexual capabilities?" He asked, giggling even more when BV just sputtered and got even more red. 

He supposed that was good though, that the mood between them still was more or less the same. Of course BV would think about sex. 

"I do...use them from time to time, yes." He whirred, stroking his cheek teasingly. 

Was BV curious? Would he want to have sex now, after such a huge revelation? Would he want to...try? Or merely watch Elektra as he'd finish what he started before the untimely interruption? 

A tendril or two slowly made their way around BV's waist then, pulling him a little closer for another kiss, deeper this time, confidence slowly returning to him as Elektra's hands went for the bandana to sneak his fingers underneath. The hat had fallen off as Bee had fainted, now somewhere on the floor. The Racer didn't mourn that loss whatsoever though, and smiled against BV's mouth. 

"Why do you ask, Bee, hm?"

BV faltered in his grasp for just a moment, slightly embarrassed. This was earth shattering news, something that should have genuinely concerned him, and if he hadn't walked in on Elektra pleasuring himself, he probably would have had more serious questions. What else have you been?, for instance. 

But wow, he totally didn't fucking care about that right now, clearly not thinking with his brain.

He chuckled against Elektra's mouth then - "I just can't get the image out of mind." He said, a husky tone affecting his voice as he wrapped his arms around Elektra's waist. It was all he had after all - he didn't really know how to feel about Elektra's hands on his head, but his tendrils around his own waist, feeling even more restricted than before - which was saying something, really. 

For once he didn't hate it though - the tentacles, smooth against his skin, nearly making him shudder, perhaps tickling him just a little, provided so many possibilities now. He couldn't really think of…. anything else, but watching Elektra finish what he had started. 

Perhaps joining in as well-

"If it wasn't such a surprise, I would have wanted to watch you finish." He smirked, reaching down to palm at his lover's core, his own codpiece beginning to feel rather tight as well. "You should show me." 

Oh.

Oh.

Elektra bit his lip and whirred in response to BV's words, and gasped as he felt his hand between his legs. 

Yes, alright. They could definitely do that, his arousal very quickly building up again as he leaned into another kiss, this one deeper as well. 

He moaned into him as BV quickly stroked him to full hardness again, bucking into his hand as the tendrils emerged fully again, pulsing as the electricity coursed through him. 

Unbuckling BV's gear and throwing them aside, he thumbed at his nipples for a moment before laying back down on the bed, legs spreading for the brake van to settle between. Not to enter him, of course. Not yet . But to watch him as one tendril sneaked up along the Racer's leg, rubbing gently against his thigh before brushing up against his folds. 

He exhaled, cheeks coloring as he watched BV's gaze darken. They hadn't had it like this before, when one just watched, and he certainly didn't think the first time would be him doing it quite like this. 

"I thought about you, Bee." He breathed as another tendril joined to encircle his cock, the desire building up further. "I always do as of late, actually." 

It was true. Ever since they'd confessed to each other, he'd been incapable of thinking about anyone else than BV - not that he'd had many other active ones to fantasize about even before that - but now it was as if the brake van had dug out a permanent place in both his heart and mind and firmly taken root. Like he belonged there. 

The tendril entered him then, and he moaned out, taking BV's hand in his as he began to pump, never breaking eye-contact.

It was nice to be watched, the look of pure lust on the brake van's face only adding to it, his breath speeding up as the tendril did the same, coiling and twisting. It was definitely very different from a cock or fingers or someone's tongue. Not necessarily better - and here he threw a hungry look at BV's bulging codpiece - but yes, just different. 

From the way BV's own breathing had sped up, he surmised he was very much into it. Either that or - or perhaps disgusted, but his cock clearly spoke differently, and he couldn't help but have another tendril coil up and along BV's own leg, prodding at the codpiece. Elektra bit his lip again and smirked. 

"Curious?"

Hng . I was thinking about you. 

That was a boost to his ego in the moment, for sure, but BV was acutely distracted by the tendril that had been nudging his leg, and when it coiled around his thigh, his breath hitched.

The feeling was like no other - Elektra was certainly more comfortable than he had been a minute ago, the tendril caressing BV's leg and making him tremble with desire. It poked at his codpiece then, and he was desperate to take it off, it genuinely being extremely uncomfortable now with his erection.

Just as he nodded his head yes at Elektra, however, the tendrils did their work at unbuckling his belt and freeing his cock, eliciting an almost embarrassing sigh of relief. Hands free undressing, then. Nice. He shot a glance at Elektra's member, so perfectly pleased at being stroked like this, and he gave his lover a pleading face. Touch me like that too. Please.

It teased at him at first, brushing against his inner thigh, speckling small 'kisses' here and there with its suction cups, so much so that his cock twitched with need, a low groan escaping his lips. He squeezed Elektra's thighs on impulse, frustrated beyond belief. 

"Do I need to beg? Is that what you want?" He almost laughed, but Elektra just smirked, it seemed like his flushed face and heavy breathing was enough - for now, at least - and the tendril wrapped itself around his cock then, building up a rhythm as it stroked him up and down.  

His whole body was hotter than it had ever felt. Elektra's hands weren't even touching him anymore, and yet he'd been rendered speechless, reduced to a panting mess, his limbs tingling. He moved his hand down, wanting to touch himself as well, craving even more stimulation, but another tendril shot up and swat his hand away, and Elektra gave him a look as if he'd misbehaved.

BV was confused for a moment before the second tendril unexpectedly teased at his perineum, evoking a loud gasp this time. He had to admit, these were….completely newfound realms of pleasure, only enhanced by the novelty of it all, and he was soon approaching his climax, sweat dripping from his torso. Probably the quickest he’d ever cum. 

Elektra looked to be on cloud nine, about to finish as well perhaps? The quivering of his lips was just beautiful enough of a sight to have BV cumming then, all over himself this time, the tendrils still teasing at his oversensitive cockhead. What a fucking rush though. 

The sight of BV climaxing so quickly, even before himself - so pent up and obviously turned on by what Elektra did to him - was enough for the Racer to quickly follow, head thrown back as he moaned out long and hard, a string of cum up his belly from his own spent cock. 

Pulling out with a satisfying 'pop', he let the remaining tendrils remain on him as well as Bee as he rode out the wave, biting his lip as he continued to slowly tease at the brake van's member. Could he make him cum again? 

"Good for you, darling?" He breathed, holding out his hands for Bee to take as he pulled him on top, hugging him tightly as the tendrils pumped and stroked at them both. 

Oh, so....exhilarating! Something he'd only ever done to himself was now something he could share with his lover, and he whirred in affection and kissed BV's flushed face, smiling as the brake van grinned back. 

T-they could start slow, but a million scenarios and possibilities ran through Elektra's mind as he watched BV squirm against him, and his core throbbed again at the sight.

Reaching up to remove his bandana, he ran his fingers through his hair, undoing the bun and letting the locks fall down to frame his face. BV could object if he wanted, but it was completely fair for both of them to be completely uncovered now, wasn't it?

He kissed him again, frame trembling now as he was hard once more, and moving so BV's cock was pressed up against his own, a tendril coiled around them both, teasing at the tips and pumping slowly. The brake van was hard too, a moan escaping as Elektra started to grind against him with the tendril's movement. 

Was he into it? He must be, his demeanor so open and flushed and heady. Could Elektra go a little further?

He ran his hands down BV's frame, breathing speeding up as a tendril coiled up between the brake van's legs and pushed inside Elektra's valve, all the while rubbing against Bee's perineum and balls again, like he was grinding it all the while fucking him. Delicious. 

More, maybe? M-more. 

A third tendril brushed up against BV's ass, and he prodded at the rim, the tentacle so wet and slick already he hardly needed any help. 

"May I?" Elektra asked, his body so aroused now his voice was trembling, a forth tendril coming up to circle his own entrance, though BV could hardly see that to be fair, but...they'd match. No doubt it would be absolutely...breathtaking.

This could have all really been just some sort of crazy dream really, but it all felt so real, so visceral. BV had almost completely forgotten about the actual news Elektra had broken to him - ah well, that would have to wait until later to process. Right now, he was far too wrapped up - quite literally - in the pleasure these tendrils provided. 

He felt them poke and prod at his body as he lay there, desire building up once more. He was almost impressed with how quickly he was able to get hard again, so soon after, but Elektra had a funny way of doing that to him. Which begged the question….

Could Elektra do more with them? Clearly, he could make him climax without so much as touching him - and as another slick tendril brushed across the rim of his ass, his eyes widened and he nearly flinched.

Oh, he could do more - 

Something inside him shuddered, but he remembered just how incredible it felt the last time Elektra had fucked him - and looking at the tendrils…. they were indeed, thicker than the Racer's cock. Oh fuck, what would they feel like? 

He almost had to hold himself back from outright saying please , opting to nod instead as his breathing became heavy and eyes dark and lidded, awaiting a feeling he didn't even know how to anticipate. Well, there was no turning back now -  a high pitched gasp surely escaped his lips as he was penetrated, deeper than he expected, the tendril taking it's time to meticulously explore inside of him. 

He couldn't hold himself up at all anymore and his head dropped to Elektra's side, nestling in the crook of his neck. He didn't even mean to hide his face from Elektra now, but it was probably not a pretty sight to begin with. He was grateful, for once, that his stamina seemed to be failing him. 

Oh, it was wonderful, and Elektra let out a gasp of his own as the tendril entered him as well, all of him filled now.

"Oh, Bee." He sighed as the brake van fell on top of him, and he embraced him tightly as they moved together, cocks brushing up against each other. 

He wouldn't go so far as to say the tentacles had feeling to them. It was more an awareness that they were there and a part of him. He could feel the sensation of his valve and BV's ass, but it wasn't so much physically pleasurable as the mental knowledge that he made BV feel good . It wasn't like his cock inside him, where the nerve-endings flared up at the tightness and the clenches. 

The tendrils...He supposed they were like another pair of fingers, and oh how he relished fingering his lover in this moment, filling him up in all the right ways. 

He whined a little at not seeing his face, but then again- they weren't nearly finished. They never were. 

He wondered how long he could keep it going. Could he make him cum again so quickly? Preferably on him this time. Oh, the thought made him squirm in delight, and the tendrils coiled and trembled, making both him and BV jerk and moan, his lover practically whining in his arms. 

"Y-yes, it is something, isn't it, Bee?" He asked, voice a little breathless as the pleasure only increased, almost overwhelming at times. BV may have been stimulated in all his areas now, but Elektra had one more, and even if he'd done this a thousand times by now, it never failed to make him shiver.

It was completely new for Bee however, so very new, and he was overjoyed at sharing this with him. He kissed his forehead, now moist and a few locks plastered to it, his cheeks all red. More than that he couldn't really see, his face still hidden, but again, that was fine. He was happy to just hold him. 

It didn't take long for him to shiver and buck into his second climax, another spurt of cum joining the first. His hold on Bee tightened momentarily as he rode it out, this wave greater than the first. 

The tendrils stayed inside though, and he eagerly waited for Bee to join him, the one around their cocks pumping fast now. 

"Cum on me, Bee." He breathed. "Don't you want to mess me up?"

Oh, more than anything- 

Though BV could barely make out much more beyond his own moans, that one phrase had him reeling, reveling in the pleasure the tendrils provided now. He found it in himself to grind against Elektra's hips just so as the appendage that was fucking him massaged that special spot, prodding desperately, over and over until the brake van was a trembling mess. 

Don't you want to mess me up? Oh, it drove him wild and soon had him climaxing again with a yes! as he lifted himself just slightly. It sounded strangled and despairing, but fuck he couldn't care less. His cum had streamed all over Elektra's torso now, freshly sticky and warm. Delicious. Elektra's very pink face and hooded eyes providing a lovely accentuation to the sight of it all. 

BV, however, looked a sweaty, shivering mess, his heavy breathing, almost groaning , sounding less than sexy, he was certain. He'd definitely never been fucked quite like that before, and his thoughts were far to clouded to think of anything other than….. Elektra. His terrifyingly beautiful Elektra. An ancient God, he had called himself, but right now looked nothing more than completely spent, those edges softening as he gave BV a warm and delighted smile.

BV found his voice then, still a bit rough and gravelly. "I forgot to mention that…" He cleared his throat. "Even with all this," he continued, gesturing to the tentacles, the claws, the little breaks in his normally smooth skin. "You're still undeniably gorgeous." 

And with that, his head fell back down, still needing time to recover from the intense intercourse. But he kept his hand by Elektra's jaw, rubbing small circles into his skin, gently caressing. 

The words made him pause for a moment, and Elektra inhaled as BV fell back on top of him, his gentle touch a stab right to his engine. 

He hadn't realized how much he'd worried about it until Bee had confirmed it, and he held him all the tighter as it truly settled in. 

To anyone, all of this would surely be...terrifying, monstrous perhaps, and even if there was no doubt that his lover on some level...certainly was a little afraid, he caressed him now so tenderly, calling him 'gorgeous' despite the appendages the Racer now slowly pulled out of them, a delicious sound escaping Bee at the motion. 

Elektra almost wanted to cry again, such a small yet impactful confirmation meaning more than he'd thought. 

He still loved him, and he still thought he was beautiful. Perhaps it was a shallow relief to feel, but Elektra had always taken great pride in his appearance, in all of his lives and even before that. To hear that this somehow would have made him ugly or- or disgusting would have been unbearable. 

He brushed his fingers through Bee's hair, watching the locks twirl around his claws. 

He knew now. He knew. It was...the most wonderful feeling he'd ever felt. Perhaps even greater than when Bee had said he loved him, like every step was somehow bigger than the last, one more piece falling into place. What would the final puzzle turn out to be, he wondered? 

It must be something truly beautiful. 

"I'm so happy." He sighed, kissing the crown of BV's head, again and again before the brake van tilted his head and met him lips on lips, humming into it as a crisp jolt passed between them. "You have no idea."

He went to grab at BV's ass, the tendrils growing and multiplying as they coiled around them, 'kissing' at the brake van's skin again. Bee loved to mark him, after all, and turnabout was fair play. He'd not have him walk out of here and not be completely covered in his little lovemarks. 

"You wanna keep going?" He whispered, stroking his cheek, smiling warmly. "We can cuddle too, t-talk, if you want that." There was...so much to talk about, after all. A lifetime. Several lifetimes. 

The arousal had quickly returned, both their appetites at times never ending, but he didn't want to overwhelm him too quickly. They had all day after all, and tomorrow as well, technically. There was so much they could do, so much. 

"We can do whatever you want."

As much as he wondered how they could keep going, the tentacles providing opportunities he could barely even conceive of, BV needed….a moment. For the first time, he actually felt wiped out and drained, needing a good bit of recovery time. "We can cuddle….talk, yeah." 

Which was fine - at least he was thinking clearly enough now to form legitimate questions. He moved himself off of Elektra, instead opting to lie by his side, propping himself up by an elbow. Pretending that his ass wasn't too sore to sit up normally.

He kept his hand by Elektra's face, moving down to his chest soon enough, just… admiring his body now. The crackles of electricity seemed to shine just a bit brighter, right under his skin, giving Elektra an otherworldly glow. His eyes, glowing a blood red, commanded the brake van's attention, and yet were still soft and filled with adoration.

"So…" BV started, awkwardly. "You've….been alive this whole time, then? Since the beginning?" Elektra had already said that, yes . Try an actual question. "So what were you before? A human? Or, do you forget each time you, uh…." Yeah, words were definitely failing him - but to be fair, it was a lot to take in, all at once. "Do you get to choose each time? Or is it just by chance..?" 

BV didn't really know if he actually wanted to know the answer to these questions, really, the chances of them meeting and falling in love like they had seemed so astronomically….impossible. What if he'd chosen to be something else? They probably would never have met then…the same thing applied either way, and he thought it had to be a wonderful coincidence that they were sitting here together.

But then why did everything feel so…. right? Elektra felt so much different than any of his past lovers - like he couldn't bear to be without him. Truthfully, it hurt BV's head to think about too much and his eyebrows creased in concern at the mere thought. 

He couldn't really shake the feeling that this was all bigger than himself. Bigger than both of them, maybe. 

Elektra chuckled lightly and turned to lie on his side as well, brushing his fingers through his hair again.

"Yes, yes and....yes? I suppose." He smiled, chewing his lip as he tried to formulate the right words. "I've been human a few times, a-and creatures, animals." He chuckled. "Boatfolk, once. It was sort of like this I suppose. I don't...remember it all. After a while a lot of things get...hazy." 

He'd lived so many lives now he could hardly keep track anymore, which in some ways were a loss. It would have been nice to remember some of them. He had the distinct knowledge of what he had lived as, but what he had been doing and what had happened were...a maze to navigate through, so many different memories and impressions making it practically impossible to sort through. 

"I can choose, if I want to. But sometimes it's nice to just go at it at random." He shrugged and gave him a smile. "Surprises are fun!" 

He leaned his head to the side, observing his hand resting against BV's cheek, shifting it between stages. Claws, blunt fingertips, talons. "I chose this time. I just decided...Train. I don't know why. It felt important somehow." 

He couldn't quite remember what he'd done to make that decision. Had he seen a train? Had he been on one when he decided it was time for a new start? It could have been anything, really. 

"I'm glad I did." He followed the line of BV's cheekbone, down to his chin and touching his lower lip. "I can't imagine being anything else right now, even if-" He swallowed. "This certainly never has been easy so far either." 

It was always a gamble, really. Would it be easy to grow up? Deaf and alone? Would he survive? Was it kill or be killed? Being born a Racer had certainly given him a lot of leeway in the comfort and luxury of a fancy lifestyle, that was true. 

But the deafness and loneliness was...as oftentimes, always an inevitability. The implants had helped, but almost everyone around him had been...distant anyway.

Which he of course understood, there was never really any way to truly be a part of mortality. He supposed on some deep, fundamental and unconscious level people could feel that there was something off with him, thus never really getting too close. They were drawn to him, awestruck and breathless, worshiping. Like a moth to a flame it seemed, knowing something was different and wonderful but once close enough either pulling back or-

He stilled at the thought. 

But then why had Bee stayed? What was different? 

He blinked away the confusion that grew within him, his head suddenly a lot heavier when he tried to really think about it. 

Better to just be happy, and thankful that he had someone. 

Someone that loved him for him. 

"Anyway-" He cleared his throat. "Sometimes I just skip certain stages if I don't like it." He giggled. "If I end up as something truly dull, or just...nonfullfilling."

BV nodded along, perhaps not fully understanding every single thing Elektra was saying - did he say he'd been a boat too? Strange. Well, perhaps not all that strange. Humans though, that was certainly interesting. BV always wondered what it would be like to be a human, spending some of his free time watching their interactions at the stations, the clothes they wore, the click of their shoes on the pavement. 

He was given pause at Elektra's words though, as his fingers fell over his lips, BV exhaling at the soft, tender touch. There was a kind of sadness in the Racer's eyes now that Bee couldn't quite place…. he wondered, Elektra probably didn't always have access to implants, did he? Ostracized, perhaps, at one point during these many lives.

The thought was sad - and BV was quick to bring Elektra in for a kiss once he was done speaking, soft and gentle. He truly didn't want Elektra to think of hard times he'd possibly gone through….and he thought back once again to how devastated he'd looked after he'd walked in on him. 

It really hit him in that moment how miserable Elektra would have been if he left once he truly saw him for what he was. He had been shocked, yes - perhaps a little frightened at first….But he couldn't expect Elektra to hide that from him, could he? 

Hah. Ironic.

He sighed internally, knowing that he normally wasn't one to be too terribly sappy, but he was hardly terrible with words, that was one thing he was certain of. And sometimes, he knew exactly what to say. Now, as he pulled away from the kiss, looking into Elektra's eyes, he whispered quietly, "You're not alone." 

Elektra inhaled, breath shaky as he heard Bee's words. That too was a balm he hadn't thought he needed to hear, and the simplicity of it, the sure way he said it - so tenderly and warm - made him sob again. 

It was true that he didn't remember much from his past lives, but the feeling of isolation was always a constant for as long as he was aware of having been alive. 

The Void.

The Nothingness.

The Mortality. 

Here now as a Racer, the frequency had afforded him with a gateway he hadn't experienced before, and the components had almost immediately known what he was and what he'd done. Why would his mind lie after all? 

It'd been a great comfort to have them at his side during all these years, but it hadn't quite soothed the way BV's simple words now did. It seemed that everything Bee did somehow held greater weight compared to everyone else he'd known. 

He was...Special. 

You're not alone .

"No, I have you." He murmured, voice breaking further as the tears came once more. "Thank you, Bee." And he embraced him. "Thank you." 

He refused to sound needy at this moment, even though a huge part of him wanted to beg and plead for BV to promise never to leave him. The thought alone was unbearable, like a cord in his chest tightened and coiled so harshly it almost hurt. 

But realistically, he knew that the brake van never could promise him anything. No mortal could. Such was life, but he took comfort in the knowledge that they were here now, and that he accepted him and loved him, tears continuing to stream down his cheek, not outright sobbing, but a gentle unraveling, a release, and he held him tight against him, nose buried in his hair.

He didn't know if he'd ruined the mood now, if there even was a mood right now since they'd started talking, but he couldn't find it himself to stop, not right now at least.

You're not alone .  

"Y-you're not alone either, BV." He managed to say, wanting to reassure him as well. 

He had no idea if the statement even made sense for him, it wasn't like Bee had seemed lonely when they met, and he didn't know enough about his background to be certain. But he wanted to say something, and that seemed the best course. A foundation for their rather...extraordinary relationship.

BV hadn't expected Elektra to cry again, though this time it truly wasn't out of sadness, thank goodness. He could tell his simple words had moved his lover to tears, correct in his assumption that this was something Elektra needed to hear. 

What he didn't assume was that he needed to hear it right back - as Elektra answered him, tears still spilling from his face, BV felt a warmth spreading throughout his chest and held him closer, tighter. 

He needed to hear it, yes. Despite the act he put up, despite never letting something as trivial as this bother him - BV was lonely. Even surrounded by others, every day, making runs at the freight yard, spending time with friends, or sharing an evening of passion with a string of lovers….

No Elektra was right, he wasn't alone. But he was lonely. 

At least until now.

He swallowed the lump in his throat for now, intent on not letting himself cry. Not in front of Elektra, not now. If Elektra was crying, he needed to be strong - that's how it worked . Besides, he was usually good at this sort of thing, at least, that's what he'd been told. It wasn't something you'd expect just looking at him, but BV was very…. comforting. 

Elektra caressed his lover's back as he still lay in his arms, nuzzling his face further into BV's hair - which was odd, he was still considerably sweaty from the sex, and it crossed his mind to go get cleaned up, the dried cum starting to feel a bit uncomfortable as well. Though it was nice to just lie here with Elektra….even in silence.

He gave Elektra another kiss, a small peck on his cheek before sitting them up, his hand running along his crest and then down to his cheek, lingering for a moment before tilting his chin just so. "Do you want to go shower?" He asked, his voice quiet, easy. Assuring. They could always talk more later, but it seemed right now they could both use some washing up, physically and emotionally. 

Rubbing at his cheeks, Elektra nodded gently and gave him a crooked smile. "You learn all of this and I'm the one crying." He laughed a little, the sound rather brittle as he ran his hands down his body, rubbing away at the buzzing feeling that usually came after a bout of tears. "I'd love a shower." 

Getting up from the bed, he concentrated as he willed the tendrils away - at least for now - as they made their way into the bathroom. His stall was roomy, but not that much. 

Catching himself in the mirror, he ran a hand through his crest and patted his cheeks, his complexion and eyes fully back to- to normal. Just a normal train. 

Taking BV's hand, they stepped into the shower - only a little smug that Bee seemed to have a harder time walking than before - and he kindly let the brake van rinse him off, most of the dried-up spunk on his frame after all. 

Oh, that had been hot though. He wondered if he could have him just cum again and again on him, in him. He squirmed a little, desire awakening only enough for him to buzz in anticipation, but not enough to take away from the warm haze that still surrounded them, and he bent down to kiss his forehead, giving him a pleading look. That earned him a light pinch, but he did get to grab a shampoo-bottle and wash his hair, beaming at him as he ran his fingers through his locks. 

It felt intimate, incredibly so, and Elektra sighed as he got to wash off the make-up as well, leaving a kiss here and there against his freckles. He felt open and raw, like the tears could come back any second, which felt silly really. He didn't want to cry, not when everything was so good now. 

They loved each other. Bee knew the truth. And they weren't alone. 

He kissed him harder then, pressing his hips against BV's belly as he rinsed out the last of it, his own frame clean now as well. 

Oh, he loved him so much. The most in the world, and he smiled as he felt the brake van's hard-on against his leg. 

"Here or in bed?" He asked, holding him tight against him, the showerhead back in place to stream down over them, the water trailing down BV's frame wonderfully, enhancing his shiny, blue color. The prettiest shade. Dark, like the night sky.

BV was content to just stand here for a few minutes more, the two comfortably embracing each other, warm water cascading down their frames. His hands trailed down his lover's back lightly before resting on his ass. He gave it a light squeeze before switching off the showerhead, turning back to give Elektra a sultry look. 

"In bed." He whispered, his hands still exploring his frame, taking the time to appreciate the things he normally glossed over. Elektra's hips, his broad yet slender shoulders, the long fingers that were only accentuated by his (usually) perfectly manicured nails. Elektra's presence…. it soothed him - and he fetched a few towels for them to dry off quickly before making his move.

He scooped Elektra into his arms, carrying his lover over to the bed and setting him down gently, Elektra's arms stubbornly draped over his shoulders. "Let me show you just how much I love you." He said before kissing him again. It had to be one of his favorite feelings, the sparks of electricity jolting between their lips and pleasuring him like no one else could. 

He laid him down, lips still desperately clinging, as he stroked his chest, teasing at a nipple perhaps, before lowering down to his core. Elektra's cock was hard now as well, the head flushed and dripping slightly already. Gorgeous. 

Grinding his hips now, BV moved from Elektra's lips to his jawline, his neck, biting ever so softly. He wanted to be gentle, indulgent, for once instead, hopefully making it clear that-

He sighed. 

That he didn't see Elektra as just a fling, something pretty to fuck around and have fun with. He'd been guilty of that before, sure….with many others,  but it meant so much more, he now realized, when you actually loved someone. He was in love with Elektra . And he felt it even more now, his engine drumming hard in his chest looking down at his lover beneath him. The pale, colorless skin so flawless and ethereal, his long, white lashes batting slowly as he met his eyes.

"I love you." BV repeated then, entranced momentarily, Elektra giving him a huge smile. He was so beautiful.  

BV closed the distance between their lips once more, lining his cock up against Elektra's swollen folds, almost impossible to resist. 

A squeal escaped Elektra's lips as BV picked him up, and he beamed as he carried him back into the bedroom. Well, aren't we dashing . It didn't matter that his legs dangled a little awkwardly, his long frame rather gangly for someone shorter to really pick up, but that was hardly an issue. It didn't matter at all that they swayed just a little as he put him down on the bed, and it certainly didn't matter when he kissed him. 

He sighed at his words, engine drumming hard in his chest as he looked into his eyes. The kiss afterwards was electrifying, and as he touched him and repeated the words again he almost wanted to sob. He wanted to say it back, but the lump in his throat prevented him from making any sort of sound, afraid his voice would break, so he smiled instead, the brightest he could. 

I love you too, I love you . 

He hoped it was visible to the brake van, that it was obvious. If not he would certainly tell him later when he had his wits about himself again. 

For now he could only gasp as he felt BV push inside, hips lining up perfectly as he leaned in over him, one hand on each side, hair falling down over his shoulders.

They'd just fucked with literal tentacles inside them and yet there was nothing he loved more than the cock thrusting in now, hard and warm, just right . Perfect. Hitting the spot without even trying in certain angles - one such now as BV tilted his pelvis just so - nuzzling his neck as he started to move for real. It was slow and steady, deep thrusts rather than quick and shallow, the cockhead pressing against him in just the right way. Slow and steady and hard , his hips and frame pressing into the mattress as he went at him. 

"O-oh, Bee." The Racer moaned, kissing his neck and jaw, legs going around his waist to pull him tighter against him, as close as he could. It wasn't nearly enough, it felt like sometimes. As close as they could, but never, ever enough. Oh, he'd never grow tired of this - of them. 

"Harder- Please, harder." He gasped, throwing his head to the side, tiny sparks flying out and bristling in the air. His gaze was hazy as he looked up at him, lips parted. "S-show me."

Elektra looked to be on the verge of tears once more, the sight tugging at BV's heart. It was selfish, perhaps, but he very much took pleasure in being able to move his lover to tears - so long as they were happy, at least. And these were certainly happy tears, Elektra asking him now to go harder. 

BV absolutely obliged, it wasn't the time to tease or make Elektra beg, no. No, he wasn't that cruel, he would never deprive him like that. Though as his face was still buried in Elektra's neck, he wondered if he should be depriving him of what he actually wanted. Probably not, no. 

Open up, Bee. He did for you.

He lifted himself back up so Elektra could see his face, crimson, flaming, his eyes half lidded and clouded by desire. He let his mouth fall open as he moaned, hitting a particularly sweet spot while deepening his thrusts. Oh, yes. "Oh, Ellie… Elektra. " 

He too felt as if he could never be close enough to Elektra…and he lowered himself mere inches away from his lover's face, with each thrust planting a small kiss on his lips, his cheeks, his nose. He actually didn't particularly care if he climaxed this time, he just wanted Elektra to feel good, really. 

As nice as the sentiment was , however, he was certainly growing closer to his release, especially as Elektra's legs tightened around his waist - oh, note that for later , he thought for a moment, the tendrils coming back to his mind. Which…. admittedly got him going just enough to cum deep inside Elektra. 

He wasn't fully aware of the face he'd pulled this time - his eyes rolling back into his head, his nostrils flaring and his mouth twitching as happened, though Elektra seemed to be lost in his own pleasure at the moment. And so was Bee, to be fair, placing another kiss on Elektra's parted lips. 

"So beautiful." He whispered into his mouth as he kissed him still. He wanted to stay like this forever. Forever and ever. By Elektra's side.

Yes, that sounded nice.

Oh, he hit him just right. Just the right spot, again and again, that sweet curve of his cock-

"Ah-!" Elektra bucked against him, more sparks flying as he tightened his legs further, further, and then BV came. 

The brake van's release was enough for him to reach his own peak, the feel of his cum and twitching cock the most perfect sensation, filling him so nicely. He threw his head back, eyes closed as the pleasure coursed through him. He whirred happily when BV kissed him again, smiling at the compliment. 

"You too." He sighed as he rode out the wave, slow and steady as he sank back to earth, back into his bed with his lover on top, kissing him so tenderly. 

In some ways, this bout of lovemaking had been simpler than what they usually did, a thrust and a kiss and some compliments and they were done - and yet simple was perhaps exactly what both of them needed in this moment. 

Let me show you how much I love you , BV had said, and he'd done exactly that. Just simple, oh so wonderful...lovemaking. No toys, no specific positions or activities and certainly no extra appendages. Just them, bared. 

"You too." He repeated, shivering as BV pulled out and settled on his side next to him, resting on his elbow. "The most beautiful I've ever seen." He ran a finger along the brake van's cheekbone again, smiling. "Like you were sculpted from marble. Just for me." 

When BV flushed he just giggled and moved to kiss him again. 

"First the deafness and now this. Just...accepting me, and even assisting me." He exhaled and moved his hand to BV's hair, twirling a lock.

He didn't understand how well it fit, what were the chances, truly? He wondered what it'd be like if he hadn't decided to enter the championship at that time. If he'd waited until next year or if the Commission had sent someone else? They wouldn't- they wouldn't have met then, most likely. And he'd lie here alone now. Or with someone to just sleep with. Certainly not in love with someone else. The thought was absurd in his mind, like it didn't even fully allow itself to be conceptualized. To even think about. 

No, he truly couldn't imagine himself in love with anyone other than the brake van next to him.

BV tilted his head, still admiring Elektra, of course, but also thinking back to his intention in coming here today. He meant to tell Elektra something about himself, hopefully to get something in return, something much deeper and more interesting than his Racing career, all that superficial stuff.

Well. He certainly got what he wished for. Accidentally, sure, but he knew the truth about what Elektra was now, no turning back time. Though… it bothered him that he wasn't more bothered by it, that he wasn't afraid or put off - anymore, at least. Like he'd been expecting it almost. But how does one expect that? He knew Elektra was strange and there was definitely more to him than meets the eye…. but...

It started to hurt his head again to think about. 

What about the things he wanted to share? The things he'd been so anxious to talk about, so afraid of letting Elektra know…. they seemed so….. trivial in comparison. Ouch. His whole life had been pretty trivial now that he thought about it, and it struck him as very odd that Elektra was still so completely enamored by him, in every conceivable way. He almost wanted to scoff. He was nowhere near as extraordinary… and being honest about his past would just make that so painfully clear to his lover.

Perhaps he was more afraid now than he was before. But there was no turning back, he had to tell him now. Or, maybe…. wait for him to ask. Draw it out a bit longer. Like a true coward. He thought, wincing. No, he had to say something. Push it in the right direction at least.

"I seem to have learned a lot about you today…" He started, with the obvious of course. He can't say that he didn't try, at least.

Elektra couldn't help but laugh at the statement, turning on his side as well to face BV, smiling as he shrugged.

"That you have, certainly." He continued to run his fingers through his hair, blinking slowly. 

More than a lot. He'd learned everything. Everything that was deemed to be the core of Elektra. The Truth, as far as he could fully explain without revealing...the fundamental structures of reality and what-not.

No, just the simple truth, the simple fact. That he wasn't a train. That he was something Else. 

And he'd accepted it, just like that. 

The thought struck him that while Bee now knew everything there was to know about him - that he remembered and that immediately came to mind of course - he still knew very little about the brake van himself. 

Even before this, Elektra had if anything at least told him about his career and some about his upbringing. Maybe not the sadder parts for sure, but...an overall generalization. 

But BV had told him nothing. Practically. He knew about his business of course but- Nothing about him. Before they met. The knowledge about his favorite food and drink would only go so far, after all. 

He desperately wanted to know more. 

"These last couple of weeks surely have been a lot about me, huh?" He laughed gently. "I certainly do like attention but-" And here he stroked his cheek again, hoping the hint was clear enough. "-not so much so that it results in me barely learning anything about you." 

He bit his lip, a thought striking him then. 

"Back then, when you learned I was deaf- How- How did you learn sign language? The only other I know is Wrench and a few other repair trucks back at the commission." 

Again, it could be connected to what he did for a living but- somehow that seemed a too simple an answer. There had to be something else there right? 

There had to be more than what met the eye. He'd caught Elektra's after all, and he never fell for boring.

Oh . Well perhaps that wasn't a bad thing to start out with. He leaned into Elektra's touch, nodding, for he understood exactly what Elektra was hinting at. It wasn't anything embarrassing, either - in fact, BV was rather proud that he had managed to learn a good bit of sign language, at a young age as well. And that he had retained it. More than he could say for anything else he ever learned. 

It came in good handy for his business, of course, an almost secret way to communicate his actions. Never letting any information loose into the air so carelessly. But that wasn't the reason he'd learned. He learned when he was a lot younger, for his brother, who was also partially deaf, though it was from an accident rather than from birth. 

That part wasn't something he liked to think about. Which would actually prove a bit more difficult to explain then…. he opted to keep it simple.

"My brother is deaf." He said bluntly. Had he even mentioned his brother to Elektra? Nooo, he certainly had not. He hadn't had contact with him in so long now that he never even thought to mention it. "I'm sorry that I haven't really talked about him, it's just been a while since we've seen each other." Trying to explain it away like that felt forced, really. There was so much history there, some of which made him genuinely sad to think about. 

He tried to get on with answering the initial question at least…. if Elektra asked any further questions…. well, maybe he could just deflect.

"He's only partially deaf, but he'd always been fond of secret codes and stuff. So I convinced him that sign language could be something that just us two could understand. He was still really young so I just taught him the stuff that I looked up myself…." He stopped then, feeling like maybe he was talking a little too much.

Elektra's face seemed intent on hearing more though, looking at him expectantly.

"He got kinda the same help you did though? With the implants? I guess it was a much cheaper version though…." And here he realized what he'd just said - fuck, he could have just explained the whole radio headset. Say that CB preferred that instead of high tech implants. He probably did , but Bee clearly wasn't thinking straight enough to explain things very well.

He amended that, explaining that his brother had a particular fascination with two-way radio communication. "We all have radios, sure, but CB definitely loves them more than anyone I've ever met." He smiled fondly at that, missing his brother just a little more. 

A brother. Somehow that was something Elektra hadn't thought about at all. Family to him was such a very...foreign concept, both in this life and overall. He didn't have a family from when he came into existence, at least not in such a way that the people here and now would understand. And being born a Racer, well- that didn't leave much room for familial bonds either. 

He was certain that perhaps he had half-siblings somewhere, from his Dam certainly, but he'd never met them, at least not knowingly. 

"That's so sweet of you, to do that for him." He smiled, and he meant it. BV liked to put up a tougher, more suave front, but Elektra knew he could be incredibly caring - today obviously having been proof of that - and hearing further weight to it only endeared him more. "Why haven't you talked, Bee? Did something happen?" 

He felt a little bad the minute he asked, the question perhaps very sudden. But he was so curious, the minute BV had started talking it was as if a pull drew the Racer to what he had to say. Like he just wanted more and more, another piece into place about his lover. His boyfriend , even, he hoped. His partner . 

"Why did you teach him and not your parents?" 

At BV's wide eyes he realized perhaps he'd come on a little too strong, too fast. Maybe that was a sore spot. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean-" He chewed his lip. "You can tell me what you're comfortable with." 

Some of what BV had mentioned stuck out now that he thought about it. "Just us two". Had they been alone then perhaps? And him mentioning the implants, a cheaper option. Elektra was a Racer though, so anything any other train could get would automatically be cheaper, but he'd seemed so off the minute he'd said it. He couldn't help but wonder if there was more there as well.

Was he ashamed? Of what? Embarrassed? 

Would he think that Elektra would judge him? 

He almost laughed out loud at the concept. After everything he'd shown him, he truly couldn't think of anything that would put the brake van in a lesser light.

You can tell me what you're comfortable with. It was reassuring to hear really, and BV did feel a bit more at ease then. A bit. Truly though, he wasn't comfortable with any of this, but he'd already put his feet in the water. Might as well test the shallows at least….a little. You have to share something, he just told you he's a literal God. Come on.

"We had a bit of a falling out, is all." BV didn't want to go into detail with that one, not now. "And well, I suppose they really didn't have the time? Our parents, I mean." Truthfully, he had no clue why they didn't do more, always focused on a cure rather than help him navigate life while deaf. He had no regrets about learning to sign with CB though, and thought that perhaps it was for the better that they had kept it between each other.

It was...a difficult subject to think about, though, his relationship with his parents. He really had always thought they preferred CB, but thinking back on it now….they always seemed too busy to have time for either of them. At least, toward the end. Should he mention that? Maybe not now, no. Too heavy. 

He paused for a moment, trying to think of what he did want to unload at that moment. He sighed internally. He might as well. "They….they did what they could though. We…." He trailed off, the nerves hitting him like pins and needles in his skin. "We didn't have much at all growing up. They were always working, really." 

It felt like he had cotton in his mouth, even with how casually he had said it. Elektra's face…. looked blank, of course this being one of the times that he was very difficult to read. BV's eyes widened then, wondering if he had made a mistake in telling him that. He really hoped not.

"I'm sorry." Elektra murmured, leaning in to kiss his cheek. "I can't imagine- what that would be like." 

It came as a bit of a surprise really, that the caboose in front of him would have come from practically nothing, he always carried himself in such a way- always seemed so fancy and distinguished that it was hard to imagine him in any other sort of way. 

What had that been like? What had he been like? 

Part of his character suddenly seemed to make much more sense however; his business, and his charges. Elektra would still internally scoff from time to time at the fact that BV had asked for almost 30 thousand when offering his services, but now - It was still an unreasonable price, especially since he hadn't even succeeded, but it made sense to work up to and demand when one would have had....so little before. 

Money had never been an issue for Elektra, at least not in this life, and he had a fairly good notion of what he had been in his previous lives to estimate that hadn't been much of a problem there either. 

It was strange, yes, but he thought he understood him a little better at least, his reasons and his likes. It was reasonable to treat yourself all good and fancy the way he did if he previously wouldn't have been able to. 

Plus, he had him now, that would never be an issue again. 

"I have a lot of money though." He said then, smiling brightly. "You'll never have to go back to that." 

He wasn't sure if that was the right thing to say, but he wanted to reassure him somehow! He wanted to let him know that he would do everything he could to treat him like a prince, just like BV treated him like one. 

Thinking back on the necklace, not to mention the champagne they'd been drinking before - he knew how pricey that one was - he'd do well to give something back soon! Another date soon again! His treat this time. 

Let me show you how much I love you. 

BV's words from earlier echoed in his mind, and he ran a finger along his jaw. He'd show him too.

It was reassuring, in a way, he supposed, how Elektra so clearly said he'd never have to go back to that. Did…..did that mean Elektra was intent on staying with him for…the rest of their lives then? His emotions caught up with him then, thinking about such an immense commitment. Not that he didn't want to be with Elektra for all that time as well, it was….just a lot to think about.

Especially after only a few weeks. Had it really only been a few weeks? 

"It doesn't really bother me anymore." He lied through his teeth. Truthfully, he didn't want Elektra to pity him. He wasn't the same person he was all those years ago, he had made a name for himself. He was comfortable. Probably couldn't conceive of the vast fortune that Elektra possessed, but he could at least afford nice things damn it. 

He fiddled with one of the rings on his fingers, another subtle indicator that he was a new man now, no longer the same quiet, winsome little boy he once was. Yes, he fidgeted, trying to think of something that would make the conversation less….sad. There were good times, he knew that.

"It really wasn't all terrible, actually." He laughed,  remembering a particularly hilarious moment. "We went to this buffet one time and CB put his head under a fountain of chocolate. I think we're still technically banned from ever going there again." 

Maybe that sounded unsophisticated and classless, but hey, it wasn't like BV had been the one to do it. Though he had thought it was the funniest thing he'd ever seen at that point. 

"Stupid, I know. But we were kids…" He said, attempting to renovate whatever damage he might have done by recounting that story. 

That...was nice? Elektra wanted to say, but he couldn't really tell if that was true or not, so he just smiled and nodded in the meantime. Again, if he had siblings he'd never met them, and he certainly had never hung out with his fellow stud the way BV seemed to have done with his brother or perhaps even children his own age overall. 

He hadn't been out to a buffet either very much, nor been particularly silly with anyone close to him. It- it sounded nice however. Very carefree, very innocent. He wasn't sure if he'd ever had that. 

Though the more he thought about it, a peculiar feeling took root at the back of his mind. Small things, sensations, like a phantom limb but- not exactly that either. Just a sense of familiarity, happy times. Perhaps with people he had once known. Or just a person. He couldn't tell, but he smiled nonetheless, the warmth it gave him a comfort he hadn't expected. 

"Stupid yes, but there's nothing wrong with that." He whirred, readjusting some more to touch his knees against the brake van's. "Life would be terribly dull without a little silly in it, and far too short." 

Out in public, and especially at racing events, he'd take care to appear as cool and aloof as he could, the reputation of the whole commission hanging on him and his fellow Racers' performance and temperament, even if he sometimes failed to quite live up to the....well, "normal" standard. He both was and wasn't a Racer, and sometimes that was incredibly hard to navigate.

Perhaps now with BV at his side he wouldn't need to be so careful. He could just show the person he was behind closed doors.

"It sounds like you had fun." He smiled. "I've never done anything like that. My upbringing was more....competitive, I suppose." 

He didn't want to take away from what BV was talking about, having shared quite enough already for today, but he wanted to say something more. Some sort of connection to tie them further. 

He wasn't quite sure how to proceed though, but his thoughts were interrupted with the familiar tug at the back of his mind. 

"My team is back." He said, and soon enough a gentle sound was heard from the hallway as the shed door opened. He only needed to let forth a thought for them all to know that BV was visiting, and also that he now Knew. A mix of emotions erupted within him, but he was adamant in talking about all that it entailed tomorrow. Right now he just wanted to stay here. Just the two of them. 

What time was it anyway?

Perfect timing , BV thought to himself, hoping that this would distract from the conversation. It was always difficult delving into this kind of stuff and god knows he'd only really scratched the surface...But it was enough for one night, right? Baby steps . It had turned into such a romantic night after all, and he feared anything more he said would ruin that.

He suddenly remembered that the flowers and the wine were still sitting out on the coffee table, Elektra never having seen them. Well that won't do - that was meant to be romantic as well.

"I forgot that I had a gift for you. Another one." He said, the perfect way to change the subject. "I left it out in the living room when I thought you weren't home." He got up from the bed, looking for the stray pieces of his gear, something to cover himself with. 

"Give me one moment…" He sloppily tied his hair back and peeked out the bedroom door, making certain that the components had scurried off to their respective rooms. "It's pretty simple really, don't get too excited." The living room looked empty, so he quickly ran out and snatched up the flowers and even the silly card he'd left, along with the wine as well. 

"I couldn't find a vase or anything, so they're just in a regular glass, but…" He presented Elektra with the flowers first, something in his gut telling him that Ellie would certainly love them. He had never felt quite this awkward giving a lover some flowers, it was such a simple thing… and yet it all had to be perfect. For Elektra. 

"And just a bottle of wine too...I guess I had a very different idea of how tonight would go." He laughed, setting the wine on the dresser for now. He still toyed with the little note in his hand, wondering if he should also hand it over. 

But Elektra's previous words were somehow very comforting. Life would be terribly dull without a little silly in it. The note was silly, he had only thought of it on the spot…. but perhaps Elektra would like that, and he handed the slip of paper over to him as well. 

"I thought you weren't home, so I left this note too." He said, a nervous smile on his face as he let his hair down again. 

The small whine that left Elektra's lips as BV left the room quickly got replaced by butterflies as he returned with not only the wine but also-

"Hibiscus!" He exclaimed as the brake van presented them, a rather nervous look on his face. "Oh, Bee. They're my favorite, how did-" The bistro and the champagne quickly came to mind, and he promptly stopped himself, that same strange feeling returning. No, no he must have told him before, just like that time. Mentioned it in passing and then forgot about it. 

"I love them." He murmured instead, finger trailing the red petals as BV put the bottle on the dresser. He liked red a lot, but perhaps that could in part be because it was the only color he truly exuded for himself. Growing up with so many colorful Racers around him, he supposed he'd taken his own red eyes and embraced it as much as he could. 

Turning around to place the glass on his nightstand, he gave them a last loving look before he was met with the note BV now held out. If anything, he looked even more unsure now, a crooked smile as he let down his hair again. Oh, so handsome⁓

Momentarily distracted, he just took the note without even reading it, eyes still on Bee and his cute, nervous face, but as the brake van then cleared his throat he shook himself out of it and turned the paper around. 

It- it was incredibly sweet, and even a little silly, he'd even go so far as to call it cheesy, but that only made it better, and he beamed up at BV and reached out to stroke his cheek. 

"Thank you." And he shone up even more when the brake van flushed a little. Oh, he loved him so much. So much! So cute!

"Let's drink that wine, yes darling?" He pulled BV down on the bed while getting up himself, rolling over to fetch the bottle right back from the dresser. 

They didn't have any glasses here in the bedroom, and he was in no mood to go and fetch some. There wouldn't be any harm with just drinking directly though, right? Very casual, very carefree.

Unscrewing the cork as discreetly as he could with a quick shift from nail to claw, he turned back and held the wine up as he settled back on the bed. 

"To us." He smiled and took a swipe before handing the bottle to BV. "Thank you for- for accepting...all of this."

BV smiled fondly, taking the bottle from Elektra's hands and taking a sip. To us , he remembered the night at the bistro. So simple, so succinct. And it certainly fit. They were officially an "us" now, it seemed. He never asked , really. He wasn't sure if Elektra would even want to put a label on it, but he didn't care either way. 

It was just nice to be us. 

"I'm glad you told me, really. And not just because of the tentacle sex, I promise." He laughed, though that had been quite the bonus. For a moment he wondered what else Elektra could do,  but that was a conversation better reserved for tomorrow. His energy had been drained enough for one day - shocking, truly. 

It was already getting late. Some wine and some cuddling would do just fine before drifting off to sleep. 

He took another sip and handed the wine back over to Elektra, lying back on the bed lazily, his hands behind his head. He closed his eyes and smiled, feeling the happiest he had in a long while. There was really nothing to fear with Elektra, no walls to stubbornly build back up every time they cracked. God, it was nice to be more of himself. 

He might have lost himself in the moment, humming a tune quietly until Elektra scooted closer, brushing a hand against his chest.

His eyes still closed, he breathed quietly: "Elektra." Taking in the name, tasting it on his lips. "Such a gorgeous name." 

BV couldn't remember if he fell asleep soon after or not, but everything seemed rather hazy afterward, apart from the feeling of the covers being tossed over him and the familiar feeling of Elektra's arms around his frame. Maybe a leg too, he didn't know. He only knew that it was comforting enough to blackout until the sun was shining once again.

Elektra laughed at his comment, whirring in amusement as he took the bottle back. 

"I certainly hope you want me for more than just my body." He teased back, BV's cheeks flushing even more as he squirmed and grinned, lying back against the pillows. 

Oh, he was beautiful, slim and hard, just the right amount. Elektra took another sip as he observed the brake van, admired the deep blue color and the way it shimmered in the light, his strong thighs, the pierced nipples and studs running down his frame. He scooted closer and ran a hand up his chest, just brushing gently, sighing as BV mumbled his name. 

He whirred at the compliment. He thought it rather simple himself, especially since it wasn't even original. He'd just been named after his- 

Never mind that. A lot of others had far more exhilarating names. His was rather obvious, was it not? And yet he smiled at BV's admiration, the warmth in his voice. His eyes were closed, looking so incredibly at ease that the Racer almost wanted to cry again. 

Putting the bottle aside, he settled down next to him and pulled the covers over them, cuddling closer and sighing. In no time at all, BV's breathing evened out and soon enough he appeared to be asleep. Elektra continued to watch him, shutting off the light on his nightstand and crawling closer, embracing him gently. It looked rather ominous, the glow from his eyes painting Bee's face in a red sheen, but he remained asleep, luckily not disturbed. 

He brushed his fingers against his cheekbones again. Mmm, Creation must have surely had Elektra in mind when making Bee, he thought in amusement. He was just what he liked. 

His Bee. His.

Kissing his cheek, he settled down as well after a while, and it wasn't long until sleep had claimed him as well. 

That was, of course, until he was stirred awake again much later by the sounds his bedmate was doing. Or, less sounds and more words really. Was he talking in his sleep?

The idea of that was unbelievably cute, and Elektra got up to rest on his elbow next to him, watching and listening intently.  

Something....about dancing? He couldn't be sure. They'd been out to a few clubs since they started seeing each other, but maybe the dream wasn't even about that. Dreams made little sense after all. 

"Are we going dancing, Bee?" He whispered, trying to play along, engine fluttering in adoration. 

BV just nodded, and then went on mumbling about other nonsense. Houses, or...a ball? Very strange. 

Something tugged at the back of his mind, but he couldn't be sure of what it was. An itch that gently prodded, that sort of phantom-limb feel he'd felt earlier. Soon enough BV quieted down however, throwing an arm around Elektra and pulling him closer. So cute. 

He watched him some more, smiling warmly, waiting for the strange itch to disappear. 

Soon enough though, he couldn't keep his eyes open anymore, falling asleep once more.