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[He's had this talk with a lot of people. Sometimes they don't treat it as kindly as Billy does.]

Well your world is wrong.

So correct me, if I've been misinformed. I can only tell you what I've seen.

[This is not rocket science, Robinbro.]

[Teddy doesn't dare grip Billy's hair any tighter, lest he rip out a few strands and cause unnecessary pain. But he still takes in a deep breath and lets it out in a mix between a long sigh and a groan, and he moves his hips as much as he can towards Billy's ministrations. Billy's not the only one who loves this; the feel of his boyfriend engulfing him like this, caressing him, touches teasing and intimate and still affectionate... God, he's sure he could come messily just like this after only a short time; Billy just has that wonderful effect on him.

But he's all for dragging it out for a little longer. His nails drag across one of Billy's shoulder blades, and his eyes drift shut as he enjoys the sensations coursing through him, the sparks of pure magic shooting from his belly and to his fingers and toes, causing them to curl.]

Shit, Billy... [It certainly doesn't help that Billy's had enough time with him to know all of the places he likes best.]

[Billy would grin, but his mouth is a little busy right now- not to mention doing that would cause some discomfort to the one he's trying to please. Instead he chuckles from around Teddy's length, his tongue sliding with practiced ease around hardened flesh as he inches it deeper into his mouth. It's a far cry from the fumbling, embarrassing first attempt, when he'd been constantly torn between awkwardness and awe and the urge to say something needy and pathetic and cliche like, "oh, Teddy, I want that in me" (an urge that is bubbling up again in his mind with every ridiculously sexy noise that Teddy makes, and one he somehow manages to suppress), more proof that the saying is true: practice really does make perfect.

He doesn't want to take Teddy so far that they finish before they've even begun, but he's hard to stop, so instead of going cold turkey he slows down his movements, easing back with a shudder. He feels electrified all over again, his hair tousled out of place by Teddy's hand, his lips wet and curled into a hazy, self-satisfied smile.]

Ever notice how foul-mouthed you get in bed?

Edited 2012-09-20 09:27 (UTC)

[Teddy won't grace that with words; instead, he lets out a growl and moves forward, taking Billy's shoulders and pushing, enough to get him on his back, and before Billy can recover, Teddy's above him and practically attacking his collarbone with biting and sucking. He isn't too rough, of course not; if he were then he might potentially hurt his boyfriend. But he's certainly near the edge of his patience, and if the way he starts to move down to one of Billy's nipples isn't enough, then the way he fumbles with his pants ought to say it for him.

Billy's certainly driven him crazy indeed.]

You could still be lying. [And Billy shouldn't think Robin won't still be trying to figure out a way to scare Billy into absolutely telling every inch of truth that can be squeezed out of him before he wets himself.]

[Billy's response is halfway between a moan and a laugh, flopping back against the mattress without complaint or resistance, one leg lifting to curve around Teddy's waist as far as he can get it, shuddering at both skin-to-skin and tongue-to-skin contact. Both are delightful in their own ways, and the position (and his subsequent response to it) drives home the idea that yes, this was a good idea, and yes, he likes being under Teddy. His hands lift to slide eagerly through that mop of soft blond hair, nuzzling his face against it when Teddy drops down to tease at his chest. He doesn't mind the roughness of it- it anything, the fierce dominance of it is seriously arousing, and it shows as Teddy gets those pants off at last. He can embrace the idea of getting pushed around a little if it's this rewarding.]

What... haa... what was that about taking our time?

[Because he suddenly feels like they ought to be in a hurry.]

Sure, I could be. So basically you've got two options: you could hear me out and correct the mistakes my world's managed to make about alternate-you, or you could keep it to yourself and stew silently in the fact that I've got it all wrong. Either way, it's your call. I won't pry.

[No skin off his back, even if he is curious. After a moment's pause, his expression softens and he glances over at Robin.]

I get that you're frustrated. I don't know how I'd feel if somebody came up to me and said there was a comic book all about my life. I know it doesn't really compare, but this is weird for me too.

[The underwear slides down along with the pants and Teddy helps himself with a look down at that exposed area before he busies himself with giving Billy as much pleasure as possible in the position they're in. With that question in the air, Teddy smirks against Billy's skin, and he moves himself up, hips tilting just so, in a way that lets their arousals brush together.]

I could take my time... if you wanted.

[But that would be awfully. Time consuming. And with the way Teddy grins almost helplessly and pushes his hips down, causing his breaths to be louder and shakier, he doesn't particularly want to take too much time.]

[Billy inhales sharply at the sudden hardness pressed up against his own, his fingers tightening in Teddy's hair for a long moment before he manages to ease the tension out of them. He tries to bite back a moan, fails miserably, and arches his back instead to lift his hips upwards, pressing his body as close as he can make it fit. It feels so natural, the way Teddy's body melds with his own, and they're not even joined yet. His breath quickens, and he licks his lips before tugging Teddy closer, going for another kiss, intending this one to be longer, more passionate, and very, very horny.

He's hoping that trying to force his tongue down Teddy's throat is an expression of how fast he wants to move right now.]

[Teddy can certainly understand. Especially when he returns that kiss with just as much fervor, and groans into it when he grinds their hips together. It's just so much right now - Billy below him, practically all around him, kissing him and pressing against him like this, heat and closeness and moisture and - It's perfect, like this. And he's sure it'll get even better when they really get things started.

Right, getting things started...

He slows down the movements of his hips and eases out of the kiss, where he stares down at Billy with darker eyes and glances to the side awkwardly.]

Uh, we... we need some kind of... you know, lube. [And maybe they ought to get into a better position, with Billy's head under a pillow and everything.]

[...Nothing quite as mood-killing as the awkwardness of not knowing where to go from here. The movement of Billy's hands slow to a halt in his hair, and he blinks blearily at his boyfriend, coming down from that wonderful high of a brilliant kiss. Yes. Yes, they need... something. For. ...Down there.

...Wow, what is he, five?

Giving Teddy's hair one final stroke, he slides his hands down to rest them on the other boy's shoulders, urging him back so he can sit up. They had condoms, so that was a good start. Lube should be with those, right? He'd been subtly keeping an eye out in the shops for a while now, so it's a matter of figuring out where he hid them after the Pepper incident.]

Yeah, um... I've got some. Hang on.

[He casts another glance around the room, absently kicking his underwear the rest of the way off. They're sitting on a bed buck-naked and they can't do a damn thing until they have-

OH. He sets a quick kiss to the corner of Teddy's mouth and rolls off the bed, scampering over to the bookshelf and crouching down to the second shelf. Enjoy the view while you wait, boyfriend, it's a full moon tonight.]

[And here Teddy was about to lean in and kiss him, just to break that awkward tension of sitting there naked and wondering where the lube is. Then Billy's kissing him and moving, and -

... Hello, Kaplan butt.

Teddy leans his elbow on his knee and rests his cheek against his hand, a little smile on his face as he watches quite shamelessly. It's definitely not often that Billy's completely naked, and Teddy intends to milk the show for all it's worth.]

Mm, nice view.

[Billy's about to announce his victory when he catches wind of Teddy's comment, and he glances over his shoulder at his rather shameless boyfriend, lifting an eyebrow at him.]

I knew I should have brought a blanket with me.

[It's a silly comment considering what they're about to do with each other - naked, and they've seen each other plenty of times before in varying states of undress, but you just don't wander around naked, okay, it's a modesty thing - and he's fighting in vain with the blush that is crossing his cheeks as he returns to the task at hand. Pulling a book from the shelf, he scoots back to the bed, climbing up and crossing his legs, feeling oddly self-conscious after that scrutiny. The book in his lap is what appears to be the first Lord of the Rings, but when he opens the cover, it's hollowed out, revealing several condom packages and a little tube.]

We should be good with this.

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Teddy isn't sure if this is the geekiest thing he's ever seen or the hottest. Probably both.]

The Fellowship of the Ring wants us prepared for the journey, don't they?

Well, this is where all the prep work happened. If I'm going to be Bill the Pony for the night, a saddle is required. "One does not simply ride bareback into Mordor."

[Yeah, he totally just did that. And he doesn't even look embarrassed about it, either- his only blush is the residual from Teddy's moment of voyeurism. He pulls a condom and the lube from the book, offering it out.]

...And before you ask, I didn't ruin a real copy. The compilation set's in the bedside table.

[He feels compelled to add that, in case Teddy starts wondering who he is and what he did with his boyfriend. Even for sex, desecrating Lord of the Rings is just wrong.]

I'm not frustrated. [He's fuming and suspicious and trying to analyze Bily's mannerisms for common signs of lying. Which is totally different from being frustrated.]

But it's not exactly polite to go on talking about me when I know almost nothing about you. [You know. Polite like hanging people out of windows.]

[Actually, the window-hanging is exactly why he's wondering why he should tell Robin a damn thing.]

You're the one who said to tell you everything, remember... but fine, what do you want to know?

You can start with the flying. [That totally killed the effect he was going for.]

You've seen me teleport. Is flying such a big leap of logic for you?

[Seriously, that's just the tip of the iceberg for is magic, bro. Practically the first thing he ever learned to do.]

Not a leap. It's just interesting. [If he can do more than one thing, then he's probably not a mutant. He'll have to review the correspondence between Billy and that Richards woman to see what insignificant things might leak more information.]

So what else do you do?

[Oh god - One does not simply - Teddy presses his hand over his mouth to try to hide his laughter, but it doesn't help that much. It's both humor and virgin nerves working against him here.

Once he calms down enough, he takes the condom and the lube and opens his mouth to ask something - only to get cut off by exactly what he wanted to confirm.]

I thought so. If this was the real thing, I'd have to stop everything just to ensure that aliens didn't abduct my real boyfriend.

[And now to look down at the lube and the condom and wonder what he's supposed to do with them. It's certainly not the first time he's ever put on a condom, but...

... Fuck they're really about to do this.]

Hey, so, um, Billy? Can I ask you -- a -- small favor? Just -- it's nothing, really, I-- aaam going to the Battle Dome Clinic. To see Loki. Annnnd I need someone to know that ... that is what I'm doing. Just ... in case. I don't -- think he'll do anything. I mean, why would he, that just, you know, that wouldn't go well at all. But, you know, just ... to be safe, right?

Yeah, I'm doing something -- really stupid. I'm sorry. Thanks. Bye.

[ Two seconds later: ]

Don't tell Tony or Steve.

[...Wow. Uh.

Talk about a conflict of interest. But he was going to visit Loki anyway, he just... is wary of Jane getting involved. It's a Thor thing, though, isn't it? He remembers that much about her.

He is pretty sure this isn't going to go well, no matter what happens. And that's why he needs to get involved.]

...Do you make a habit of doing things you fully admit are stupid? Why do you want to see him, anyway?

[And why do you want to bring me and not them?]

[Poor, clueless Robin, he doesn't know enough about mutants yet.]

Honestly, my powers are all over the map. Flying, lighting bolts, force fields, location spells- I just kind of... make things happen by wanting them to happen. Like magic.

[Ha ha.]

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[action; august 6th] HE WORE AN ITSY BITSY TEENY WEENY YELLOW POKLA DOT BIKINI

[action; august 6th] that mental image is not making this scene very sexy

[action; august 6th] yellow polka dot speedo?

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[action; august 6th] because billy really needed a worse fashion sense

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[action; august 6th] he'd wear it. he would.

[action; august 6th] only if he gets to wear his cape with it

[action; august 6th] ........ deal

[action; august 6th] now someone has to draw that

[action; august 6th] if I could draw I would

[action; august 6th] yuuuup, same...

[action; august 6th] sob.......

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[action; august 6th]

voice, sept 25th; TOLD YOU THIS WOULD BE HAPPENING

voice, sept 25th; DAMMIT JANE

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