[With Teddy buried to the hilt inside him, Billy finally moves- he carefully extracts his fingers from the blankets he'd been clutching since it started and slides them over the arm holding onto his leg, gripping his wrist in a weak attempt to hold him in place. It's still not painful, not really, but there's a steady throb right in the small of his back, and he feels stretched almost to the limit. From the way Teddy's trembling, he's pretty sure that not being able to move is practically torture, but to force himself to take it before he's ready would probably cause the sort of chafing even magic couldn't wish away, and that would ruin their entire night.
Would be nice if he had super-healing or something right about now, but that's not the right attitude to go about it, either. Lots of couples around the world are able to do this without super powers, so surely they can manage. Not to mention that he's really looking forward to Teddy finding that delightful spot he'd discovered with his fingers earlier. If it feels like that during the real sex? Definitely worth the wait. He wants that more than anything right now.
...When he's ready, though. Not... not until he's ready. Ugh.
His nails scrape over Teddy's skin, and he finally forces his eyes open, gazing up at Teddy with an expression that is half-anticipation, half-apology. Poor Teddy, this can't be easy on him.]
S... sorry. Sorry, just... give me a minute, okay? It's really... [...Tight? Weird? Overwhelming? Uh...] ...intense.
[action; august 6th] billy shrieks at all the monsters
Would be nice if he had super-healing or something right about now, but that's not the right attitude to go about it, either. Lots of couples around the world are able to do this without super powers, so surely they can manage. Not to mention that he's really looking forward to Teddy finding that delightful spot he'd discovered with his fingers earlier. If it feels like that during the real sex? Definitely worth the wait. He wants that more than anything right now.
...When he's ready, though. Not... not until he's ready. Ugh.
His nails scrape over Teddy's skin, and he finally forces his eyes open, gazing up at Teddy with an expression that is half-anticipation, half-apology. Poor Teddy, this can't be easy on him.]
S... sorry. Sorry, just... give me a minute, okay? It's really... [...Tight? Weird? Overwhelming? Uh...] ...intense.