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Destiny by The Dream Weaver There are many who believe that a persons destiny cannot be altered. In some cases, though, the magic that comes from a meeting of two souls can intervene and cause destiny to rewrite itself. The desires of mortals are sometimes taken in to consideration by the Gods and they bestow a gift for the sake of love. Chapter 1 Angel laughed so suddenly, she choked on the soda she had been drinking. "Jeez, Ian" she sputtered, "warn me next time you are gonna spout out one of your truisms of life." Ian gave her a smile and nodded. "It's just funny to watch you shoot soda out of your nose sometimes". She smacked him with mock anger and then went back to eating her lunch. They had known one another for almost a year. Angel had never met anyone quite like him before. He had a way of looking at things and then popping off with some incredibly funny and yet undeniably true statement...what she called his "truisms of life". He was perhaps the sweetest guy she had ever known and she was always at ease around him. They were so in tune with one another, she sometimes had a suspicion that he was actually reading her mind. She knew a lot of people labeled him a "Female-to-Male Crossdresser" or "Transgendered", but she only saw him as a man. And lately, she was coming to realize that he was everything she had ever wanted in a man and then some. She gazed at him over her cheeseburger and admired, not for the first time, his rugged good looks. Although still biologically female, his shoulders were broad and Angel knew from the back rubs she sometimes gave him that he possessed the hairy chest she found so erotic in men. He had the sexiest eyes she had ever looked into and his lips, framed by a dark beard and mustache, were so sensual that she often found herself wondering what kissing him would be like. Always the gentleman, Ian held open the door to his corvette and Angel inhaled the rich scent of his cologne as she slid past him into the seat. She felt a rush of warmth as she watched him move around the car. When he slid into the seat next to her, Angel reached out and ran her fingers through his beard. "You really are the sexiest guy I know", she purred softly at him. He raised an eyebrow at her and responded teasingly "Oh really? Dont get out much, do you?" Running a fingertip over his lips, she gazed into his eyes and wished for the thousandth time he would show her some sign of encouragement so she would have the nerve to do more then flirt and tease with him. Angel knew she should just make the decision to do it and take the risk, but she just wasn't sure that he really wanted her for herself. She had learned that some men absolved themselves of responsibility by allowing the woman to make all the moves. She didnt really believe that Ian was like that, but she just couldnt bring herself to do more then she had without some sign from him that she was what he wanted and not just what was available. She looked over at him and realized that they had reached the scenic overlook while she had sat there thinking. He pulled the car into an isolated clearing and they both gazed out over the ocean. Ian reclined in the seat and closed his eyes to listen to the sound of the waves mixing with the music playing on CD player. Angel's eyes roved down his body. She didn't realize her decision was made until after her mouth found his and when his tongue slid between her lips, her hands fumbled to undress him. Ian was naked and the covette's leather seats felt cool on his body. Angel moved her hands slowly over his shoulders and chest as she kissed him. Her fingers slid down his stomach and her mouth traveled downward. She nipped his shoulder before trailing her tongue to his nipple. She heard his intake of breath when she took it in her mouth and at that moment, her hand found his cock. A sound very close to a moan escaped Ian's throat and he thrust upward against her stroking fingers. Angel thoroughly explored him with her hands while her mouth traveled from one nipple to the other. She licked down his belly and legs before finally allowing herself to taste his throbbing cock. She slid her hand between his thighs. She sucked and licked and lightly raked her teeth over him when he complied. Her fingers rubbed against his cock and then slid down lower, disappearing in the juncture between his thighs. She slid a finger into his warmth and felt his orgasm start to build while she worked her way deeper inside. The car shook as he exploded on her tongue and she milked him dry before allowing her mouth to leave his cock and travel back up to his lips. A long while later, she left the circle of Ian's arms and watched him dress. The car roared to life and 20 minutes later they reached their hotel room. Suddenly shy, Angel hurridly prepared for bed. Ian watched her from his side of the room, a wry smile on his lips. He was feeling wonderfully satisfied, but in no way sated. He could see the outline of Angel's body beneath her thin nightshirt as she flittered about the room. He reached a hand out and grasped her arm as she walked past him for the 5th time in 2 minutes. "Don't tell me you are gonna suddenly get shy on me", he grinned at her. She met his eyes, and her knees got weak at what she saw there. "I....umm...", Angel opened her mouth and then shut it again. Ian cupped her face in his hands and kissed her very lightly.....and then gently slid the nightshirt from her body. She gasped as the cold air touched her body and Ian drew her roughly to him. The caress of his leather vest on her bare breasts combined with his kisses sent bolts of desire through her. Angel dropped to her knees and unbuckled his belt. His pants were off in an instant and she eagerly found his cock with her mouth again. Ian led her to the bed and lay down with her beneath him. He took his time exploring her body, tasting all of the places on her that he had been thinking about on the drive back to the hotel. When he lightly bit the hollow area where the neck meets the shoulder, her whispered words of pleasure became moans of desire. She felt his mouth trail downward and his tongue delved into her slit. Her hands urged him to straddle her head and she buried her face against his sex while he ate her pussy. His cock throbbed again between her lips and she used her fingers to spread him open. Reaching under her pillow, she found her vibrater and it slid easily inside him. She fucked him slowly, still using her tongue to torment his swelling cock. He moaned against her clit, the vibrations shooting currents of pleasure through her. When she came, her cries pushed him over the edge and he lost himself in her again. ------------------------------------------------- Chapter 2 When Ian awoke in the morning, Angel lay quietly beside him. His mind was trying to tell him something about his body, but he was not yet awake enough to process the thoughts. Angel curled her body closer to his and her hand rested on his thigh...along with something else. Ian reached down to take her hand and realized that things had changed while he slept. His eyes opened wide as his hand explored the thicker, longer shaft of his penis and the heavy ball sack that was now attached. Angel's eyes open and they realized at the same time that the rounded softness of his chest was now replaced with hard muscle. She took his hand in hers and together they explored him. After a time, Ian could wait no more and threw the covers back from his body. Ian gazed down at himself for what seemed like hours, and when he finally looked at Angel she met his eyes steadily. "Holy SHIT! What the fuck.....", he began when he found his voice at last. "I dont know", she interrupted, reaching a hand out to stroke his face, "but I am not going to question it. Besides", she smiled suggestively, "dont you want to know if it....ummm....works?" Ian could already feel stirrings of desire and her words urged him to take what he wanted. He rolled onto his side and captured her lips with his own. He carressed her breast with one rough, calloused palm and lightly pinched her nipples. Her passionate kisses and soft sounds of pleasure told him how much he pleased her and soon his cock was rock hard against her thigh. Ian moved above her and let his mouth trail leisurely down her neck. Angel sighed his name when he reached her breasts. His tongue worked over her nipples and her fingers tangled in his hair. "Yeeeeessssss", she urged him on as his teeth raked over the sensitive flesh. He moved to lay between her legs and parted her with his hands. He nuzzled his nose against her clit and her moans took on a pleading quality. Ian began slowy licking her pussy until she was near insane with need. He gripped her hips tightly and the gentle teasing changed to an erotic onslaught. Ian's beard was soon drenched in her juices and she lay quivering from the intensity of her orgasm. As her mind came back to her body, she became aware of Ian's cock pressing between her thighs. "Kiss me", she said softly. When he complied, she tasted her own juices on his lips and her heart and body both responded. They lay there kissing, their tongues alternately probing and stroking. He whispered love words in her ear, enflaming her senses and making her want him more then she had ever thought possible. She was sure she would die from the pleasure of it when he finally slid his cock inside her. Ian thought that he might just already be dead and residing in heaven when he felt her pussy tight around him. It was a new sensation, unlike anything he had ever felt before. He buried all 9 inches of his cock inside her and barely felt it when her nails dug into his back. He took her slowly at first, drawing completely out of her before filling her again, the strokes gentle and steady. He looked into her eyes and locked his hands with hers. He drew them over her head and his mouth found her nipple. He bit down lightly and teased it with his tongue. "God YES", she breathed, "Ian, oh God, Ian". Her second orgasm came quickly and Ian rode out the waves of pleasure with her. When Ian let go of her wrists, her hands went immediately to his chest. Her fingers stroked over the hard muscle and entwined in his chest hair. His body might have changed, but some things were very much the same. When she found his nipples, his eyes closed in ecstasy. The gentleness with which he had explored her earlier was all but gone. Her legs locked around his waist and he slammed into her hard and fast. His kisses turned rough and she gave herself over to him. The feeling of his orgasm deep inside her was more then she could stand and she cried out his name as she found her own release yet again. They lay there together on the bed, Angel's head resting on Ian's chest. She could hear his heartbeat and the sound soothed her. She looked up at him and felt her own heart flutter. "My God", she thought to herself, "I am in love with him". She knew she would be kidding herself to think it was anything less. There was no longer any doubt in her mind that he was the person she wanted to be with. She almost said the words then and there, but a small voice spoke to her from the depths of her orgasm drugged mind. "You are not what he wants", it reminded her, "if you were, you would not have had to instigate this". Angel sighed quietly and felt an all too familiar ache in her chest. She knew in her heart that this was the truth. Ian wanted, and deserved, something more then she was or ever could be. She gently ran her fingers through his beard and blinked back a tear. She would not lose the best friend she had ever had over a one night stand. She promised herself that she would never let this happen again and she hoped he would not look too badly upon her for starting it in the first place. Ian was absentmindedly stroking her back as she lay cuddled against his side. His mind was reeling. The changes in his body were shocking enough, but the fact that he was laying there with Angel naked in his arms, THAT was mind blowing. He loved her, there was no doubt about that, but he had never thought of her in a romantic way before. She wasn't the one he fantasized about, she was the one he told his fantasies of others to. He shook his head mentally, as if to clear it. This was crazy. Angel was not what he wanted from life. He didn't want be tied to one person. Eventually, maybe, but for right now, he enjoyed his freedom. Angel believed in love and marriage and committed relationships. If he got involved with her, he would only hurt her, and destroy a friendship that was very precious to him in the process. He tightened his grip on her for an instant. "I need a shower", he announced and then quickly disentangled himself from her. Angel watched him stride across the room to the bathroom. She admired the tight package of his ass and his muscular legs. She could see the marks her nails had left in his back and she almost blushed at the memory of how she had reacted to his touch. She had never been what anyone would call a shy lover, but she had also never behaved with the total abandonment she had with him. She had no idea what had come over her, but it was pretty obvious that Ian was regretting the whole thing now. She slipped out of the bed with the intention of getting dressed before he was finished with his shower. She glanced through the open bathroom door as she bent down to pick up her jeans and saw him standing in the shower. The jeans dropped to the floor again and, without conscious thought, she walked into the bathroom. Ian's eyes opened when he heard the shower door open. Angel kissed him hungrily before he could say a word. Despite his intentions, he felt himself responding to her. He pinned her body to the wall with his own and commenced a tender onslaught on her lips with his own. She reached around him and picked up the bottle of shampoo. She broke their kiss and looked into his eyes. His look of surprise turned to one of pleasure as she lathered up his hair and then picked up the louffa. She ran the rough sponge across his back and then down his spine. Her hands caressed his ass and she squeezed the cheeks playfully before running the louffa down his legs. When he was thoroughly soaped up, she moved in front of him. She began at his chest, scratching at his nipples with the sponge. She traveled down his belly and then knelt in front of him. She took his cock in her hands and washed him. He gazed down at her intently while she caressed his balls. The visual aspects of what she was doing to him where almost as stimulating as her touch. She remained on her knees after rinsing the soap from him. She looked up into his eyes while stroking his cock with her hands. Her gaze didnt waver as she opened her mouth to taste him. He closed his eyes and let the warmth of her mouth flow over him. His hands dropped to her head and he caressed her hair as she nibbled and sucked on him. The water had turned cold before they left the shower stall. Their eyes met once while they were dressing, and they both looked away. Angel felt her heart twist in pain that he could not look at her. Ian felt his heart twist also, with something he was determined not to think about. ------------------------------------------------------ Chapter 3 The corvette roared to life and Ian turned up the radio as they pulled onto the highway. Angel beat herself up in her mind, cursing her stupidity and her hormones. She understood the blaring music was his cue that he didnt want to talk, and she slumped sadly in her seat. The one thing they had always been able to do was talk and she suddenly felt very lost. In the drivers seat, Ian was also silently berating himself. He looked over at her and saw the regret and pain written all over her face. He hated that something he had done had made her so sad and hated, even more, the fact that he wanted to do nothing more then hold her in his arms and make her smile. "Some weekend getaway", he sighed mentally. He couldnt stand the silence or the look in her eyes anymore and he turned the radio down to a more sensible level. "What do you say, lady", he forced a smile, "should we hit the beach or check out the mountains?". Suprised and very relieved that he had broken the silence, Angel thought about it for a moment. "Lets head for the mountains", she said at last "I've heard there is an incredible waterfall that's fairly easy to find." Before he could ask, she reached behind the seat and held up his camera, "And yes, you have film". He had to smile at her. "You know me too well", he said softly. She flashed a genuine smile at him, and he felt a stirring in his groin. "No way! Uh-Uh! I am not touching her again!" he reminded himself as he sped the car towards the mountains. "Angel, hurry up", Ian called back over his shoulder, "You have got to see this!". He stood on the rise of a mountain, gazing over out at the rushing water of the falls. Angel finally reached his side and her breath caught in her chest. "Did you take a picture?" she asked in a low voice. "I got a few", he replied, "but why are you whispering?" She let out a laugh. "It just seems so perfect here, I didnt want to disturb anything". He had been thinking the same thing himself right before she had come up beside him. For reasons even he didnt understand, he reached out and hugged her. It was a brotherly hug, the kind they were used to sharing. She laid her head on his shoulder and they stood in companionable silence, soaking in the beauty of their surroundings. After a time, Angel moved away. "C'mon Ian," she coaxed with a grin, "lets go down to the bottom. I want to stick my feet in the water." He snapped a few more pictures and they set off down the trail to the waters edge. The trail was an easy one, and his mind finally took the time to start examing the remarkable changes that had occured in his body. He was beyond perplexed over the whole situation. It simply didnt make any sense. Other then this insanity he had participated in with Angel, nothing unusual had occured lately. At least, nothing that could explain this, he thought with a smile as he glanced down at the new bulge in the front of his jeans. He stretched his arms upward and his smile broadened at the freedom he had without the binder constricting his torso. He laughed out loud with the exhileration of it all. Angel stood at the waters edge, looking up at the falls. At the sound of his laughter, she turned to watch him. She couldnt help but smile at how happy he looked. She realized how self absorbed she'd been. An amazing thing had happened to Ian last night, and she hadn't given it a thought. "Well", she ammended thoughtfully "I did give it SOME thought". She felt a sudden heat between her thighs as a vision of Ian's ridgid cock slamming deep inside her flashed through her mind. She pressed her thighs together as she firmly pushed the picture from her mind. They reclined against a large rock among the remains of the picnic lunch Angel had brought and watched the falls in silence. It was a comfortable silence this time, the kind old friends sometime share when words are simply not needed. "What do you think?" Ian asked suddenly. Startled, she looked over at him. She had been thinking of how much she wanted to be his and for a moment, she thought thats what he was talking about. He peeled off his shirt and flexed his chest muscles at her. "Well," he questioned, "any ideas as to what the hell caused this?" Angel was having ideas all right, but they didn't have anything to do with the origins of his sudden change. The sight of his bare chest made her want to forget her earlier pledge to keep her hands off of him. "I d-d-dont know," she stuttered, swallowing her desire, "you been playing with your junior mad scientist kit again?" He raised one eyebrow at her. "Not lately" he answered. He noticed how her eyes had turned hot when he removed his shirt and the bolt of desire he felt unnerved him. "We need to talk, Angel", he sat up and put his shirt back on. She remained in her reclined position and it took all of his willpower for him not to cover her body with his own. "Yeah, I guess we do", she sighed as she sat up. "You know how much you mean to me," he began "but what happened this morning, and last night, was a huge mistake." She met his eyes steadily, although on the inside, her heart shattered into a million pieces at the word mistake. "I just dont feel anything romantic towards you", Ian continued, realizing even as he said it how much of a liar he was. "I wont deny the sex was incredible", he rationalized, "but when you consider how well we know one another, that's not real surprising". He gently cupped her face in his palms and forced her to meet his eyes. "I know you, probably better then anyone else in this world", he spoke with sincerity, "and Angel, I know what you want in life and I am NOT it. I can't be Mr. Right, not even for you". Even as Ian said it, his heart told him he was wrong. "For heaven sake, even if I had any inclinations of love and fidelity before," he looked down at himself, "I sure as hell would be getting over them now. I've been blessed for some reason and I intend to explore this blessing over and over again with as many different women as I possibly can". He met her eyes and thought he saw, just for a moment, the briefest flicker of pain. "You do understand that, right?", he asked, trying hard to read her emotions. His words were like knives into her soul. Angel concentrated all her energy on concealing the pain raging inside her. She had never had to hide a part of herself from Ian before, but she would be damned before she would allow him to see how much she hurt right then. "Must have been a full moon last night", she responded rather flippantly, "I think we both lost our damn minds for a while. Let's just forget it ever happened." She reached out and scatched her fingers through his beard. "You're my bud, Ian", she smiled, "I dont want anything more from you". She mentally steeled herself for a moment before finishing with the biggest lie of all. "I agree the sex was good, but I didnt feel anything here" she touched her hand to her chest, "and you know me well enough to know that THAT matters much more to me then the mechanics of it." Ian wouldn't have imagined that hearing her say those words to him could possibly hurt as much as it did. After all, it was what he wanted. For her not to feel anything for him, was just the way it should be. "And I dont feel anything for her," he reminded himself. And he might even have believed it, if she hadnt chosen just that moment to tell him about her newest conquest, some guy named Steve who was 20 years her senior. She gushed on about this new fellow, and even implicated that her passionate response to Ian was caused by her as yet unexplored desire for Steve. It hurt his pride greatly to think she responded to him because of another man. Ian felt like punching something, preferably this old man who Angel was going on about. He didnt recognize his jealousy for what it was, he only knew that the thought of some other man touching her made him want to commit violence. He gave his head yet another mental shake. He decided that it must be the hormonal changed in his body that were causing his peculiar possessiveness over her and he strengthened his resolve to keep things normal between them. --------------------------------------------------- Chapter 4 "Feel like a swim?" Angel suggested with a nod towards the crystal water. "No suits", Ian reminded her. She stood up to take off her shoes and grinned down at him . As was her habit when she was hurting, she covered it with bravado. "Havent you ever been skinny dipping?" she teased. Before he could answer, she took off towards the water, pulling off her clothes as she went. She dove into the water without hesitation and came up halfway to the waterfall. "C'mon Ian," she called to him with a laugh , "We both know you are dying to know if that new tool of yours floats". He stood on the bank watching her and realized that getting into the cold water might be the best thing he could do right then. She treaded water until she saw him start to strip and then turned and swam towards the falls. He got naked pretty quickly and smiled ruefully down at his hardening cock before diving into the water. "Wait for me" Ian yelled at her retreating back as he took off swimming after her. Angel reached a rock outcropping under the spray of the falls and waited for him. He dove under the water and disappeared under the pounding waterfall. Angel was just about ready to dive for him, when he surfaced next to her. "It floats" was all he said. With a laugh, Angel threw her arms around him and dunked him back under the water. He came up sputtering and laughing. "Now you pay", he growled as he lunged at her. "Help" she cried in mock fear, trying to swim away from him. He was too quick for her and she found herself once again underwater, this time the dunkee instead of the dunker. They splashed back and forth, taking turns dunking one another until they were both laughing. "Truce! Truce!", Angel pleaded with a giggle. "Truce", Ian smiled at her. He felt good inside. This was the way it was supposed to be with Angel, fun and easy. Friendship and laughter were emotions he could handle in connection with her. They made more sense then passion and jealousy. He felt quite pleased with himself that he had managed to get past whatever the insanity was that moved him to make love to her in the first place. He was still congratulating himself on his common sense approach to the whole situation when Angel launched herself off of the outcropping to dunk him again. Ian sensed her plan and turned as she leapt from the rocks. He caught her in his arms and laughed at her disgruntled expression. "Not this time, wench" he taunted her. He suddenly realized that she was stiff and still in his arms. He also realized at that same moment that they were both naked and that the cold water was no longer bothering him. His cock was hard and she could obviously feel it against her stomach. His brain was screamed at him to push her away immediately, before something bad happened, but what he actually did was kiss her, deeply and passionately. Angel fought for control of herself. She didnt want to respond to him. She could feel his hands sliding down her back, cupping her ass and fitting her tighter against him. "Are you thinking of Steve, now?", he asked her as he bent his head to her nipple, "Does he make you feel like this?" His mouth moved to her other breast. "Only you can make me feel like this", she whimpered in response. He moved them through the water, carrying her to a shallower area directly under the spray of the falls. He brushed a stray hair out of her eyes and kissed her tenderly. As the water flowed over them, she wrapped her legs around his waist and he slid his cock deep inside her. His hands gripped her hips, moving her up and down on his shaft. She clung to his shoulders while she rode him, her head thrown back in pleasure. As her passion built, her moans and cries exhilerated him She bit his shoulder when she exploded and then became limp. Ian almost felt as though he was outside of himself. Her teeth in his shoulder were the final straw. His orgasm was explosive and he damn near blacked out with the intensity of it. He slumped against the rock wall, still holding Angel tightly against his chest. For some reason, a vision of her making love to an unknown partner flashed in his eyes. He felt his heart constrict, like someone was tearing it from his body. It was suddenly very clear to him that sometimes, what someone searches a lifetime for can be right under their nose. He moved them over to the outcropping so he could sit on the rocks. He rearranged her slightly on his lap and held her close. "Are you ok?", he asked with a kiss to her ear. "Mmmmm...Hmmmmm", she replied drowsily. "Angel", he said softly, "Please listen to me". Her sleepiness vanished and she jerked back away from him. "No, dont move", he said soothingly, "I want to hold you". Confused, she let him draw her back to his chest and sat waiting for the recriminations for what had just transpired. "Angel, I think I understand now why this change happened to me" he began. She tried to pull away from him again, and this time he let her go. "So you can give a 9 inch thrill to every woman you know?", she asked with a bitterness she couldn't completely hide. She turned her back to him so he couldnt see her pain. "No", Ian said softly, "not every woman I know." He paused for a moment and then added, "just the one woman I am meant to be with". She turned to face him, "What are you saying?" she asked "I am saying that I love you." he told her. "You know I have always felt like it was a simple error in genetics that caused me to be born the wrong gender. I have spent my life looking for something to make things right, but I never knew what it was. It's suddenly very clear that what I was looking for was you. Somehow, when we touched, the error was corrected. It's like....." She finished for him, ".....destiny has intervened." Their eyes locked and he drew her to him. He knew as he kissed her that he had been right. This was where he belonged....holding Angel in his arms. The End