[Billy offers up a sheepish, heady smile, hands moving to rub up and down Teddy's hips and trying to regain control of his breathing now that he doesn't have his boyfriend's lips distracting him. Gazing up at him like this, watching sweat glisten on his skin in the dim light, his tousled hair, the easy smirk on his lips...
...god, he looks amazing.
I get to marry this guy.
The thought fills him with excitement again, cheeks growing more flushed at the sudden rush of mental images - waking up next to each other for the rest of their lives, a wedding in Central Park or the Avengers garden holy crap, fights in the kitchen and after-battle makeouts in the hall, costumes hung together in combined closets, growing out of awkward teenage bodies into real adults with real responsibilities and real independence. Getting to see this body, those eyes, that smile, every day. It's not like it's that much different from what they already have now, but he knows. He knows the difference.
It may be Teddy's show right now, but Billy can't just keep his hands to himself and wait. While Teddy fumbles for the lube, he slides a hand away from Teddy's hips and wraps it around the blond's length, stroking slowly.]
[Action, March 14th]
...god, he looks amazing.
I get to marry this guy.
The thought fills him with excitement again, cheeks growing more flushed at the sudden rush of mental images - waking up next to each other for the rest of their lives, a wedding in Central Park or the Avengers garden holy crap, fights in the kitchen and after-battle makeouts in the hall, costumes hung together in combined closets, growing out of awkward teenage bodies into real adults with real responsibilities and real independence. Getting to see this body, those eyes, that smile, every day. It's not like it's that much different from what they already have now, but he knows. He knows the difference.
It may be Teddy's show right now, but Billy can't just keep his hands to himself and wait. While Teddy fumbles for the lube, he slides a hand away from Teddy's hips and wraps it around the blond's length, stroking slowly.]
I like... where this is going.