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[Just when Teddy thought it couldn't get any better, it does, and any shred of coherency in his head is just blown away. He tosses his head back with an even louder moan, back arching enough for his chest to press against the bed, hips swaying just slightly as if he isn't sure if he should thrust them forward or back. All of it is sending all kinds of wonderful sensations throughout his body like electric shocks, and he can feel it all building up towards a very satisfying release.

A release he doesn't want quite yet, not without Billy there with him, as much as his body screams that yes, he does want it. He starts to tense, and one hand smacks against the bed as if to get Billy's attention, and he again tries to get his thoughts together.]

Billy...!

[It's still no "hobbit", as he doesn't want him to think he doesn't like what he's doing. But it's a warning, just in case Billy can't tell by his reactions, that he's close to the edge again.]

[He knows those signs, all too well even with the lack of practice to consider. It's tempting to keep going, and just let Teddy peak like this; he'd love to watch it happen. Really, just knowing he'd managed to push Teddy this far doing what he's doing is a thrill he's never felt before.

But that's not how this should go, he knows. Teddy doesn't want him to just give, and give, and give. If they're going to do this, they're doing it together.

So, somewhat reluctantly, he pulls back at the last second, withdrawing his tongue at the same time as he wraps his hand around just the right spot to deny a premature release. The sensation is probably equal parts cruel and sensual, so he's hoping Teddy will forgive him.]

...So, ah... [He licks his lips, leaning over Teddy's back.] I guess that was okay?

[Teddy lets out a strangled moan when he's cut off like that; it's two-parts amazing and agonizing, and when the sensation fades, he presses his forehead against the pillow and breathes raggedly, willing himself to wind down now that Billy's stopped.

Then he hears Billy talk, and - nngh - ]

Oh, god, I can't believe you - That was - If - If you don't start fucking me into the mattress in the next five minutes then I might just have to quit or something because I really want you to -

[It's a bit of a hurried, desperate ramble, but. Billy kind of makes him that way when he's teased to the edge more than once.]

[...Well. That was a pretty good answer, yep.]

That just gives me the urge to wash your mouth out with soap. And considering where mine's been the last five minutes, that's saying something.

[He's glad, though. That Teddy still wants to be close like that. He'd been afraid that the idea would just make a mess of the arousal he'd been holding earlier, or gross Teddy out, or- there were lots of ways that that could've gone wrong.

But it didn't. Not even a little bit. That's saying something, isn't it?

Fun as it was, he still needs to do the real prep work before anyone fucks anyone else into any mattresses, so he scoots away to grab the lube and a condom, shuffling back to get that business over with, first. He doesn't even hesitate to press a finger in, knowing he's already kept Teddy waiting.]

Okay, five minutes. I think I can manage that...

Edited 2014-01-02 06:16 (UTC)

We should... wash both our mouths out, haa...

[That finger is just a prelude of what's to come, and Teddy wants more already, pressing himself back against Billy's hand. He's pretty sure it'll get more uncomfortable once two fingers are in, and in that case he'll likely just shift automatically, much as he'd like to make it as authentic as possible. It does, at least, make preparation faster when he's on the bottom.

It's still a little hard to think, and Teddy still shivers as he presses his torso against the bed, dying shocks of pleasure still shooting through his system. But there's one thing... Just one thing he wants to make known. He turns his head, hoping to get a look at Billy as he works to prep him.]

Billy, I want... I want to see your face when we get things started. [He likes it from behind; it feels great. But he prefers to be facing him, as it's easier to see him and touch him and kiss him and do all the things he loves to do while being pleasured. And there's a certain intimacy that comes with it that he loves, and feels is more appropriate given their circumstances right now.]

[Billy pauses at that, brows lifting slightly, though Teddy might not see it. Then he smiles, withdrawing to add more lube and another finger.]

Yeah. Yeah, I was thinking... me too. I'd like that.

[It was never his intention to go all the way without facing Teddy properly, so he's glad to hear that Teddy feels the same way. For them to be doing this after so long, with so many issues they need to work through, he couldn't handle it being so impersonal right now.

They understand each other in that way, too. It gives him more hope than ever.]

Mmmmgood. [Teddy says it as he feels the fingers slide inside again, arching his back slowly and curling his fingers into the sheets, his own smile probably hidden from Billy's view. It really is good, knowing they're on the same wavelength. Neither one is ahead or behind or thinking of this in any other way; it's a deeply intimate activity for both, and to be doing this after so long without... It'd feel wrong for it to be so impersonal.

And as he thought, it doesn't take long for his shifting to kick in and make things easier on them both, stretching to whatever size Billy's fingers are. Still, he loves the feeling, even if he'd like those fingers to be replaced by something else entirely.] Feels good, too...

[Billy leans over him, kissing his back appreciatively in response to those words. He can feel the shifting around his fingers, and he knows that means that it won't be long now.

He doesn't waste time - he knows what they'd both rather be doing - so once it feels like he's sufficiently prepped Teddy and can trust his shifting to do the rest, he withdraws, moving back and giving Teddy's side a nudge to indicate that he can roll over now. He still has more lube and his underwear to take care of, and then...]

Think we're good to go...?

[Finally, Teddy thinks as he rolls onto his back, cheeks flushed with lips parted and eyes stormy with desire. He doesn't want to waste time either, but he doesn't particularly want to rush things. He smiles, playful and excited and slightly dazed, and reaches up to stroke Billy's cheek while pawing at the bed with his other hand, holding up the condom between his fingers once he finds it.]

Ready down here. [He tears the condom open with his teeth, just to make it a bit more sensual, then holds it out for Billy.] Let's get you good to go now.

[....

God. Billy sets free a shaky exhale at the mere sight of Teddy like that, stretched out on his back with red cheeks and dark eyes. it's all he can do not to fuck him into the mattress then and there. At least... not yet, anyway. Won't be long now.

With a shudder he licks his lips and slides his underwear off and out of the way, revealing just how painfully erect he himself has gotten. He's more than ready, and he's glad he finally gets to show it to Teddy.

Wordlessly he accepts the condom, hastily rolling it on before moving in close again, positioning himself between Teddy's legs. And then, though he knows that he shouldn't, he pauses again, his body pressed up but not in, not just yet. First he looks, watching for signs of tension or reluctance, any indication that this isn't how it should be in Teddy's eyes.]

Tee... are you sure? This is how you...?

[Teddy's eyes remain on Billy's erection for a long moment, finally seeing just how aroused he'd gotten in all that time of teasing him, knowing that it'll be inside him soon enough. He watches as Billy rolls the condom on, and he bites his lip as Billy positions himself, a smile quirking up on the sides -

Only for Billy to stop. Any other time and Teddy would've groaned and assured him that it was fine, just hurry up and take him already. But right now, after all that happened? Teddy shuts his eyes and lets out a long sigh to wind himself down a little, though the smile never fades, and he lifts his hands up to hold the sides of Billy's neck, fingers stroking against the nape.]

I'm sure. Completely. I want to do this with you, Billy... I want you to take this, all of this, all of me... and I want to give it to you. I trust you... and I want you.

[If Billy's looking for any signs of lying, or tension or reluctance, he won't find any. Teddy stays relaxed, eyes showing love and desire rather than any of the things Billy might be looking for.

He wants this.]

[The sincerity, the pure, unbridled honesty of Teddy's response is breathtaking, and Billy needs a couple of seconds for it to sink in. When they pass, though, he finally, finally shifts his body forward, groaning openly as he does, to sink into that glorious wet heat he's been craving all night. That he's... that he's wanted. That Teddy wanted, too.

And for the first time in ages, he's not afraid of it.]

[Teddy echoes that groan as Billy starts to press into him, head pressing back against the pillow and eyes shutting. It's uncomfortable right now, sure, but it's also exactly what he's been craving for what seems like ages, and his shifting and healing is already taking care of whatever stretched pain and discomfort there is. One hand slides into Billy's hair to grab a handful of it, and the other slides under his arm to press his fingers against his shoulder, legs opening and then clamping around his waist both to give him room and to keep them connected.

They're finally doing this. After so many weeks of being apart from each other, barely even touching each other, they're finally doing this, and it's already starting to feel amazing.]

[One of the greatest things about sex with Teddy in this position is that there's generally little to no adjustment period; Teddy's body takes care of itself, shifting and wrapping around him like the most comfortable glove. Unlike his normal human body, his boyfriend's healing factor makes it so that they can start moving almost immediately, get to the really good part that much faster.

This time, though, he lingers. He shifts, very gently, rocking his hips as they both get used to experiencing the sensation they've both been missing, longing for, and fretting over all this time. He braces his arms on either side of Teddy's head and gazes down at him to watch his reactions. It feels... amazing, moreso than he'd even anticipated. And while he's not happy that they'd waited, he can fully recognize that this was worth waiting for.

This... it's going to be great. Somehow he just knows it, without having to wish for it himself. It'll be perfect.]

[Teddy keeps his eyes shut for a moment longer, lips parted and breathing in time with the shifting Billy's doing, enjoying every second of it. While his shifting and healing may have taken the bite of it out, it's still been weeks since he felt the sensation of Billy moving inside him, so he finds himself needing a moment to get used to it again. Billy moving so gently and not even thrusting yet helps out a great deal, and soon enough, Teddy's opening his eyes again to gaze up at him.

... God, he looks so beautiful. Poised above him, his face flushed and obviously loving the sensation they'd both missed so much, and the way he's being so gentle with him, arms on either side of him to give him his full attention, and - and the way he looks at him, dark with desire and -

And love, like Teddy's the only one in his reality, stocky and hard angles and big muscles and plain looks and slight chub and all.

The pure honesty in that expression makes warmth bloom in his chest and spread upward to make him smile, and he finds himself lifting his head enough to press their foreheads together, those same emotions reflected in his own darker eyes.]

I love you...

[Billy trembles slightly against him, and he leans into the touch of the other boy's forehead, eyes clenching and panting quietly for a moment. Those words mean so much to him, despite the fact that he's heard them so many times before; to hear that love, that support, the trust and adoration in his voice... and to see it in his eyes, too. Definitely feel it in his body.

He takes a shuddering breath, his voice barely above a whisper, trusting Teddy's powerful hearing to catch his response.]

I love you, too... I love you so much... I love you, just like this...

[Just like this. In his form, the natural one, the body Teddy's most comfortable in. He could make himself look like anything and Billy would love him if Teddy was happy with it. It's something they'd both come to understand long ago, and since he's the one who ruined that, he desperately wants to remind Teddy of that promise, again and again. To love him, to cherish and admire and be attracted to whatever skin Teddy wears. Because the choice is Teddy's, not his. Because Teddy's beautiful when he's happy.

Gently, experimentally, he moves his hips in a soft, steady thrust to get them started. But his eyes are open again now, and he keeps them trained on the love of his life, watching his face, his body, the reactions he finds there. This is what he wants.]

[Just like this.

Teddy shudders because of that. Not long ago, he considered it utterly impossible to be lucky enough to find someone who loved him for who he is rather than what he looked like, and far beyond impossible to find that in a guy. And yet here he is, making love with someone who's just like that, someone who amazes him with every day that passes, someone who loves him no matter what form he takes. And Teddy believes every word, can look into his eyes and see the truth of them all, and definitely feel it in his body. It's breathtaking, considering how Teddy had been doubting everything he knew about Billy for a while, and he shuts his eyes and takes in a deep breath as he lets his head drop back down to the pillow.

And he lets that breath out with a quiet moan as Billy gets things started, head tilting back further and fingers curling against his lover. They're not at the mind-blowing part yet, but it feels like forever since they did this, moved and felt everything as one, that it already feels great. If it's like this already, then Teddy knows, knows it'll be absolutely amazing later on.

Once the initial sensation fades enough to be a steady thrum of pleasure, Teddy opens his own eyes to look up at the love of his life, watching the emotions in his eyes and face, feeling humbled by the fact that Billy's doing the same. And now that Teddy has a good idea on what rhythm Billy's going with, he steadies his grip on Billy's waist to start moving his own hips, meeting each thrust with his own. It's a little off at first, a little awkward, but Teddy soon gets it and moves right along with him.]

[Teddy's moan is stirring in all the best and deepest parts of him, and Billy grimaces briefly, resisting the urge to charge right into thrusting before he caves a little to it, his hips jerking forward, his eagerness showing. The ease of his movement tells him that Teddy's probably ready for it, but he doesn't want to rush this yet. The build-up is so much better than the swift and hard rutting they used to do on occasion, that had become one of his favourite style of sex. It used to be a thrill, driven by haste and hormones. It was such a huge part of him, his powers, that energy, electricity, practically imbued in his very skin, woven through his personality. It showed, when he took Teddy instead of the other way around. That rush of electrified spark that made him push and push and explode at the peak of that power.

He can't do that anymore. Not yet. There's a wall of hesitation holding him back, held together with a quiet desire for something soft, something familiar, something gentle. A reassurance for the both of them that this wasn't about just sex, or charging his batteries or whatever. It's about them, as a team, building one another up, pushing and pulling and just... being.

And maybe someday they can be like they were before. Maybe someday he can do it that way again. But not yet. He picks up his speed again, slower this time, shifting his hands to let them slide through Teddy's hair as he uses his elbows for support instead, relishing in the feel and the scent of him. Slowly, slowly, but a bit faster with every moment that passes. It's so much better, more suited to the jittery and re-developing creature their relationship had become.

It gets better.

It'll get so much better.]

[Teddy can tell that Billy's trying to take it slow - if the way he went a little harder only to slow it down tells him anything. He loves whatever style he chooses to take him with, but admittedly, the hard and fast way that Billy prefers to do so is one of Teddy's favorites. With his strength, durability and healing power, feeling Billy jerk his hips and push harder and harder inside him and hit that magical spot of his over and over again would unwind Teddy completely and leave him an exhausted (if only briefly), yet happy mess on the bed.

But this? This is exactly what he prefers for the same reasons Billy's trying to stick with it. This isn't just about unwinding or having fun or feeling all the pleasant sensations that come with sex, although it was never just those things for Teddy. It's about doing this together, climbing the mountain they'd been shying away from and yet longing for as a team, until the both of them reach that peak. Pushing, pulling, taking, giving, helping each other until the end, that wonderful end that's always one of the best parts of this. It's about everything that sex with Billy is about when it comes to Teddy; feeling him all over, above and around and inside, taking in his scent and heat, doing something so incredibly intimate together.

Teddy certainly wouldn't mind being taken forcefully again in the future. But right now, this is what they need, even if he wouldn't mind at all if Billy gave in a little. The hands in his hair feels wonderful, as it's always a sensual feeling in the midst of sex, and Teddy tightens his grip on Billy's hair in return as he tilts his head back and sets free breathy sounds, both from every touch Billy gives him and the hard length that just barely grazes his prostate, just shy of making any ounce of coherency leave Teddy for good.

And, even though he knows where Billy's mouth was just minutes ago, Teddy still tilts his head, and pulls on Billy's hair enough, to drag him into an openly passionate, yet tenderly slow kiss. Words are pretty useless to him right now, so he tries to pour everything into the kiss instead.]

Edited 2014-01-08 06:13 (UTC)

[The kiss is a huge surprise. Honestly, the moment he'd decided do go for it, Billy had been resigned to the fact that his mouth would be making friends with toothpaste and mouthwash all night before he got any kissing in. Apparently Teddy's either too impassioned to care or he's about as squeamish as Billy is. Which is to say, not at all.

Or he loves you so much he doesn't care.

Either option is good enough for him. It's both incentive and drive to push any and all of Billy's lingering hesitation out of the water, and he returns the kiss with fervor, opening up to it and deepening his thrusts at the same time. With each grind and push he gets a little harder, building them up towards a strong, steady rhythm, not getting too far ahead or falling behind with Teddy's movements. Together. They're working together and it's great, exactly how he'd wanted it. And he's glad, now, that Teddy asked him to do this. It really is just what they'd both needed.]

[It's wonderful for a moment after that, sharing a passionate kiss and letting out little noises within it, fingers pressing against Billy's shoulder and tightening in his hair. Absolutely wonderful, and so intense, feeling Billy push into him harder and harder.

But it gets even better when one of those thrusts hits just right, striking that spot inside him that makes pleasure shoot through his entire body. It makes him moan louder, first in Billy's mouth, then openly into the air as he gives in to the urge to arch his head back and clench his eyes shut. Oh god, oh god, oh god...]

Oh my g - ah, Bee, that - that's it, right - haa...!

[Usually, he's just a tad quieter. But after not feeling that for so long? It's something of a shock - a pleasant one, a mind-blowingly pleasant one, and he wants Billy to know just how undone he's making him right now.]

[There. It's been a while, so Billy had wondered if it would take longer to find the spot, but as soon as Teddy cries out, he knows he's done it right. Immediately he arches his hips to thrust harder into that spot, seeking it out again and again, shifting his head to let his lips kiss at Teddy's forehead, down his cheeks, to his neck as well, anywhere but his lips to keep them free. He wants to hear the noises Teddy makes, open and unmuffled. It sounds about as amazing as it feels.]

[It feels absolutely amazing, moreso than Teddy even anticipated. And he knows - he knows that Billy likes a bit of roughness as well, more than Teddy's willing to give. But with shortened nails, he rakes his fingers across his shoulder blade, leaving pink lines that'll likely linger for hours, one of the signs that Billy's doing an incredible job of making this good.

And, of course, the sounds he makes: open moans, sometimes held back by Teddy biting his own bottom lip and letting out a rush of air instead, lips quirked up with appreciation and pleasure and how it all feels so, so good, even if he can't hold himself back for long. He would wish this could go on forever, if the end result wasn't twice as good as what's happening now.

Speaking of that, there's just one last thing Teddy needs. And with Billy's hands busy in his hair, Teddy decides to take action himself, working his hand between their moving bodies to stroke his achingly hard erection in time with Billy's thrusts, and the sensation is just -

God, he's so close, having already been built up so much thanks to all the teasing and denials and all of this. But he'll hold off, as long as it takes for Billy to be right there with him.]

[Teddy's hand sliding between their bodies is a reminder of what he'd been forgetting; in the position he's in, though, he can't help with it, since he lacks the physical strength to hold himself up and move one-handed. Billy tries to make up for it by grinding his hips directly (as much as he can, anyway) into that very same spot, reaching as deeply as possible to try and maximize the pleasure Teddy gets to experience until they both reach their peaks. He's already swiftly approaching it, but he's determined to push Teddy there first. He can wait. Teddy's more important, here and now and always.

He ends up focusing on Teddy's neck longer than intended, biting and nibbling and lathing his tongue over the surface, but he finally pulls back to watch Teddy's face, to see his expression when he hits that glorious moment. It's been so long since they really did this, and longer still since he was in this position, and... he really wants to see it. He wants to know for certain that it was just as amazing for Teddy as it was for him.]

Ted... Teddy... oh my god... oh my god, are you...

[By the time Billy pulls back to watch him, Teddy's got his eyes tightly shut, his free fingers pressed against Billy's back after making two more rows of pink lines, his mouth hanging open and the side of his head pressing against the pillow, having moved it to give Billy as much room as he wanted. It's such an overload of sensation that it's all he can do, letting out moans and cries that he can't hold back, never had a chance at holding back with Billy pressing hard against his prostate over and over and over again.

But when he hears him speak, Teddy turns his head and opens his eyes, dark and hazy as they are, to look up at him. Billy's close, he can tell, but Teddy's closer, right on the razor edge of coming messily between them, and he just - he just needs a few more, a few more strokes and thrusts and bites and cries, and Billy, above and within and all around, face flushed and hair tussled and - god, god.

He wanted to wait, wanted to see and feel Billy lose himself to all of this, but Teddy doesn't think he can take it anymore. Everything that Billy's doing to him only makes the pressure inside him build with every thrust, the longer he looks at him with eyes that carry so much emotion, now and in the past and always, the more he - he - oh christ - ]

Oh god, Billy... Billy, I - I'm - f-fuck, Billy -

[The pressure's too much, and Teddy clenches his eyes shut again, grips Billy's hair and bites his lower lip and feels himself go tense, and then he's just gone, back arching and letting out a cry as he finally feels a powerful orgasm rip through his spine and shoot like lightning to every part of his body. It's so much more intense than yesterday, and it feels like all of his senses just decided to give up and not work anymore. It's...

It's amazing. Just... absolutely amazing, and so, so worth the wait.]

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