It was late on the Tempest when Zedna finally finished up kitchen duty. He figured it likely he was the only one left up aside from whoever was on watch on deck, so he didn't give walking into the bath without knocking a second thought.
To his surprise, he was not met with an empty bath, but Koriyu's scandalized scowl as he rushed to cover himself. "Zedna what the fuck?!" He hissed.
The blonde gave a small shrug and put his hands up apologetically, "whoa, sorry Kor, thought lights out was a while ago..."
His eyes caught the unusual roundness of the captain's poorly hidden chest and perked excitedly, "hey, nice bits! Are they custom?"
Koriyu's brow furrowed deeper, "what?!"
"That chest piece, did Shoyu make em for ya?" Zedna pressed with enthusiasm.
"They're mine and I hate them." Koriyu answered in his blunt monotone. This conversation had already gone on too long and a statement like that was meant to be a killer blow...
But the boy merely blinked from where he stood in the doorway as the dots connected. That wasn't custom or a fun spare, that was Koriyu's only chest piece, the bandages it was normally wrapped in weren't to repair damage...they were for binding.
"Oh."
He beamed.
"You want different parts? You know we c'n interchange em, right? Well...at least th' modern Numbers..."
"What are you talking about?"
"Like this..."
Koriyu watched as his fellow cyborg casually shoved a hand into his own pants, something inside made a small popping sound, and then he pulled it back out, opening his hand to produce...with no ounce of modesty...what had to be his own cock and balls.
Zedna grinned as he saw the gears turning in Koriyu's head as he stared, "wanna swap some parts with me?"
"Shut up.Get in here.Close the door."
Koriyu let his guard down a little as Zedna happily followed the orders. "You're awfully okay with this..." he probed.
"Huh? With what?" Zedna breezily began undressing.
Koriyu pouted harshly, not knowing if he should look away. He ended up averting his eyes by letting them drop down onto his own disappointing form, "you know....the truth about me."
"Yer already livin your truth, bro. Our bodies don't determine who or what we are, they're just what we get around in." Zedna gently encouraged, then laughed, "I guess that goes double for rogue science experiments like us, huh? Anyway, yer doin what ya can t' be happy in yours, I see ya. Here, d'you know how to release em?"
He moved closer to help Koriyu, who relaxed and lowered a previously hastily snatched up towel from over his chest to around his torso. Zedna understood him more than he thought, maybe he didn't have to hide so much. The mechanism was a little different, chalked up to the difference in when they were built. With just a little effort, Koriyu's chest piece released with a small pop of steam and a strangely satisfying spasm.
With a little more effort, Zedna fit his own chest piece onto Koriyu and tested the remaining breasts on himself. Looking up from them, he watched the captain marvel at the flat pecks.
"How does it feel, Kor?"
"I..." Koriyu's head swiveled in search of something to see himself in. He turned to catch his reflection in the little mirror above the sink, standing in profile within it. He stared silently, star struck, and ran his hands over his chest a few times, a small smile started to crack his usual stoney expression. "It feels...right." He then turned to look at the other cyborg, "Zedna, thank you."
When he looked back, the blonde was striking a provocative pose, the b cups on full display. "Hey, any time if I get t' look this hot too~!"
Koriyu frowned, flustered. They were nice to look at when they belonged to someone else.
Zedna smiled wider, gesturing to where he'd left his genitals at the side of the tub while undressing after his initial demonstration. "Wanna try my junk on, too?"
After a quick wash, which Koriyu insisted on, they swapped lower equipment.
They took turns looking in the mirror, down at themselves, and at each other.
"Kinda heavy." Koriyu commented bluntly, eyeing the new undercarriage while testing fighting stances. His words were harsh but there was a note of pleasant eagerness in his tone...like someone excited to try out a gift they'd just received.
Zedna got comfy on the edge of the tub and giggled to himself watching his brother in steel acclimate to the parts he was trying on. "Wull it'd be packed in a cup er at least underwear if you were fightin," he offered casually. "How does it feel?"
"Different." Koriyu answered, then continued after some thought, "in a good way." He then raised his glance up to Zedna. "What about you? Doesn't that feel weird? Don't you want your parts back?"