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Shockingly, I can't be anyone else.

[And neither can you, he doesn't say - since Teddy does have something of a cheat for that one, but shapeshifting doesn't make it any less true - so he hopes the way he starts to press his lips and tongue against Teddy's neck in a pointedly sensual manner conveys his intent: that he wouldn't want Teddy to be. He's agreed to marry this man, one day, shape-shifting and super strength and big nose and Adonis hair and dimples and all. He wants all of this and more, forever, till death and all the usual stuff.

And he'd very much like to prove it yet again, pulling himself up and winding his legs around the blond's waist. He's here to stay.]

Mmm, good.

[And... oh. Teddy is liking where this is going. He drifts his eyes shut, a soft and pleased smile on his face as he tilts his head enough to give Billy more room. One hand drifts to the small of his boyfriend's back once he feels those wonderful legs wrap around his waist, and the other winds into Billy's hair to encourage him further.]

You think it's too early... to think of a color theme?

...You want to talk about this now?

[Like- okay, he doesn't think it's too early, not really - and now he'll be thinking about it too, oh, dammit - but he definitely has other ideas for what he'd like to be doing with his tongue at the moment. And none of them have anything to do with themes or colours or the bells and ribbons of running a wedding. That's... later-stuff. When his engagement boner isn't going to pop right out of his pants, maybe.

Still, if Teddy has some ideas, he's perfectly willing to listen...]

[You know one of the things that can really get Teddy to laugh?

Him trying to be flirty in a sentimental way and Billy having absolutely none of it. Hell, it's one of the reasons he does it - Although he did have an idea or two for colors, ever since he started thinking about what it'd be like if Billy said yes.

But he laughs instead, head tipping back as a result to let it out. When he's finished, he lowers it back down to bump his forehead against Billy's shoulder, still chuckling a little.]

Okay, okay. Better question. You think it's too early to wonder what engagement sex is like?

[Billy snorts indignantly, though he gives himself a moment to listen and appreciate that sound before he responds to Teddy's much more satisfying suggestion.]

I think that if we're not about to find out the answer then I'm going to flush this ring down the toilet, because I couldn't possibly marry someone so cruel.

[He wouldn't - probably - just like Teddy wouldn't - hopefully - but he's fairly certain that he could not be less subtle about this if he tried.]

Who's the cruel one here?

[There's a grin on his face when Teddy says it, though, and the expression turns more mischievous as he moves in to press a line of kisses along Billy's neck.]

You'd make me have to tear the building apart... just to find the ring and propose again...

Nnn...

[Billy shifts a little to give Teddy more space - and in the process, more access to his skin. Now he's glad that the collar on this shirt of his isn't too high. Nice pick, Bulla.]

Don't say that. You just make me want to do it... you proposed so well the first time I'd love to see you do it twice.

Yeah, yeah... propose to you with the ruins of the apartment building behind me. Romantic.

[When Teddy reaches Billy's jawbone, he gives it a light nuzzle with his nose before lowering his head again, down to the side of his neck once more for something heavier. He licks the spot where he kissed, then grazes it with his teeth before he closes his lips around it, sucking and nibbling and ensuring that people know just what they did after the proposal.]

I'd... ha. I'd still say yes.

[Billy can't hold back the smile now, one hand sliding up to stroke through Teddy's hair, affectionate and encouraging. He's perfectly content with being marked- between this and the ring, there should be no doubt in the fact that he's Teddy's.]

Mmmm...

[Hold on, still busy. When he's satisfied enough to pull away and slide his tongue appreciatively against the developing mark, he finally decides to answer by tilting his head enough to murmur in his ear.]

Maybe in some villain AU... I think I'll take the first time I asked. [He presses a few gentle kisses just below his ear - ] I got you by surprise... and that smile you had...

[Billy shivers slightly against him, his grip tightening; his body is taut and eager, and he wants to be closer, as close as possible.]

I'm amazed you let me say yes... I must've looked like such a spaz.

[Anyone but Teddy might've run for the hills when he started freaking out and crying the way he had. He's lucky Teddy knows him as well as he does, or it could've implied the wrong message entirely.]

Psh... You looked amazing.

[And he means it - Billy calls it freaking out and crying, but Teddy feels it ranked in the top three happiest expressions he's seen on his boyfriend's face. And with everything that happened in the last few months, Teddy can't call it anything less than amazing to see.

He slides a hand under Billy's shirt, needing to feel his skin under it, though the buttons make it hard for him to slide it up too far without causing some damage. Nnngh, buttons on clothes when he's already an impatient guy...]

You looked happy.

[...Happy... he can understand Teddy being glad of that. He knows what it's been like the last several months, with his ever-changing mood and the depression he's been struggling with ever since he'd been pulled out of the dark. He's still fighting it, and it's not like Teddy's proposal is some magical cure-all for his woes and uncertainties and a plethora of fears that could engulf him if he let down his guard too much.

But it's a shield, at least, a balm and a balance. A reminder that even in his worst moments, there's still someone rooting for him. Someone to pull him back from the edge and keep him from becoming the sort of monster they'd wanted him to be. The ring, the arms around him, the smile on Teddy's face... it's all proof of that.

He's safe. He's good. And... Teddy's right. He's happy. So he smiles, to let it show, and nuzzles gently against Teddy's hair, kissing the crown and smoothing it down, if only so he can ruffle it up again later.]

I felt happy. And I still do. I'm really glad you asked, Tee... I don't know when I'd have had the courage to do it.

[He wants to believe that he would, eventually - he's not that pathetic - but it wouldn't have been now, or even soon. This worked out so much better.]

Well... here we are now. [He shuts his eyes with a shudder, reveling in the near overwhelming emotions all of that brings up - Billy's words, the gentle affection, the knowledge that he would ask, even if it'd take time, all of it. It leaves him feeling warm, happy, and even safe, wrapped up in his boyfriend's arms and having their future secured like this.

But, well. There is that whole engagement boner of Billy's and all. Teddy smiles to himself, happy yet playful, as he slides a hand up the buttons of Billy's shirt and starts to undo the top one, the other hand still under his shirt and stroking up and down the side of his waist.]

But you've got the courage for this, right?

[Billy scoffs quietly, arching his back to rub himself eagerly against Teddy once more. His body ought to provide ample response to that question, though after a moment he breathlessly answers it aloud, if only because he knows Teddy likes to hear it.]

If it isn't already obvious. After all, the hard part's over.

[He's got a ring on his finger. What's there to be afraid of now?]

[That earns a little snicker, because lol. "Hard part". Like that's not the thing Teddy's going to work on in a moment.

... Or longer, with all these buttons. He peeks his tongue out as he works on the bottom two, then glances up at him helplessly, though his fingers still work.]

No, these buttons are the hard part. [And this is just the vest.]

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[Billy chuckles softly, his hand dragging down to toy with the edge of Teddy's shirt, or at least as far back as he can reach in his position. He can't just stretch his arms the way Teddy can, but he likes to think that he does alright on his own.]

Do you need some help? Sadly, you're not allowed to rip off one birthday suit to get to another.

[As much as it is a blow to his pride to not get something done himself, he knows that this shirt is special, and he knows he tends to get a bit. Careless with clothes, once he gets impatient enough. Not to mention the fact that buttons are needlessly delicate...

But if there's one thing he loves to watch, it's Billy undressing himself when they're like this, because his boyfriend always manages to make it one of the most sensual things he's ever seen. So he'll relent - but not before working on those last two buttons of the vest.]

Let me at least get this one. [Because there is something about taking each other's clothes off and all. He slides the vest off of Billy's shoulders and, once it's down to his elbows, he leans in to press several kisses against his neck. He meant to stop when he got the vest on the floor, but, well... Billy's neck is pretty irresistible.]

Mmm... okay, okay. [Finally, Teddy leans back, hands up to indicate surrender as he leans away enough to lie on his back, intent on watching the show.] You can handle the rest.

[Billy's actually pretty impressed that Teddy lasted that long, considering their usual track record and how unusual it used to be that Billy wore such fancy clothes. He swears sometimes he's turning into Kate.

Or growing up, a worried voice nudges him from the back of his mind, but he crushes it. Childishly. Of course he's growing up. He's about to indulge in some very adult recreation with a very adult ring around his finger in his very adult apartment. With his very adult boyfriend. No, fiancé.

...It's nice to say that.]

Fiancé. [It's murmured under his breath - as he draws his hands back to slowly work at the undershirt buttons, balancing himself with tightened legs against Teddy's body - without context for Teddy's sake, just to say it out loud. He figures it must be just as nice for Teddy, too.] Are we even going to make it into the bedroom?

[Just that word and Teddy's smile softens into something more tender and warm, though he still keeps his eyes on Billy's hands as he works. Fiancé... There's such a weight to that word, one that scared Teddy away for a while before this. But now it's one he gladly carries, and he swears he'd be saying the word over and over if he didn't sound so ridiculous doing it.

He loves to say it, and he's found that he loves to hear it, too. Especially when he's hearing it from his fiancé.]

Maybe in a bit. [That is, if they feel like getting up and moving. Teddy's pretty comfortable where he is, though, and he punctuates that by sliding his hands down Billy's impressive thighs, to his knees, then back up again while he gives a slight arch of his hips. Yeah. Maybe in a bit.]

[Billy smiles back, this time remaining silent as he works, unbuttoning his shirt one by one and allowing his thumb to tease open the material as he goes. He's never thought of his upper body as much of anything to look at - especially not when compared to his broad-shouldered partner, and there's a reason he looks best in tight pants and not muscle shirts - but it's hard to feel self-conscious or unsure when you've got someone watching you with that sort of... hunger, almost. Definitely desire. It's hard to feel inferior when that kind of expression is gazing up at your body.

While his hands are busy, he legs those legs go to work, too, shifting himself forward to straddle Teddy more closely, groins touching beneath the material of their clothes. The motion is agony and delight on an already-strained arousal, and he groans quietly, licking his lips. Suddenly even he's not taking his shirt off quickly enough... better pick up the pace.]

[The motion makes Teddy breathe in deeply, and the delightful sensations it invokes makes him squirm his legs a little and have to fight to keep his hips down, lest he ends up helplessly rutting up against his boyfriend. Instead, he keeps his eyes on the show and his hands on Billy's hips, as if to keep him there.

Still, he can't keep his hands there for long. Once the shirt is nearly off, Teddy moves one up to slide down Billy's chest, eyes full of admiration and desire as he watches the movement, down his sternum and to his abdomen. Billy's torso isn't as broad and muscled as his is, but to Teddy, it's impressive all the same, even if it's not as toned as it was when Billy still underwent superhero training. It's still him, and it's still perfect, and Teddy would love to flip him over and give that torso the ravishing it deserves.

But it's a little hard to flip anyone over when you're on a couch. So he loves with his hands instead, the other one having worked around the shirt to hold Billy's side. He definitely, definitely appreciates what Billy has to show.]

[Billy shivers under Teddy's hands, pressing his body down as much as is comfortably possible for them both, and finally finishes the last button, pulling the shirt backwards and off his shoulders. Once he's free of it he slings it carelessly over the edge of the couch and leans over, sliding his own hands up Teddy's shirt this time. It's much more accessible from the front, and he's all too happy to explore, letting his fingers and palms press down into the dips and curves of the blond's muscles, wanting Teddy to feel the contrast of familiar warm flesh and the cool metal of his new jewelry.]

You'll have to get up if you want those clothes off, you know...

[Teddy gives a slow smirk at the touch and arches his back, leaning into it and loving the contrast of the warmth of Billy's skin and the coolness of the ring on his finger. He's never thought of his own body as attractive, what with years of constantly pressuring himself to be better, to look better, to look just like the men plastered on Abercrombie & Fitch posters, just like the Axe commercials, like everything he could be.

But when Billy touches him like that, looks at him like that, wants to see his body... some of that insecurity fades away, and he doesn't feel so awkward about wanting to show it off. He might think he himself is plain, but as long as Billy thinks he's attractive... well, what's he got to be afraid of?

So he doesn't hesitate when he pushes himself up, one hand staying on the small of Billy's back just so that he won't be jostled by the movement too much. When he's up, he lifts his arms, allowing Billy to pull off the shirt if he wants.]

How do you know I don't want you naked before I take anything off? [Still, he wiggles his fingers to indicate that that is not, in fact, what he wants.]

You have to admit that would be kind of awkward.

[Billy takes no small amount of delight in pulling the shirt up and over Teddy's head, flinging it carelessly aside, smiling playfully at the way it tousles his hair. His hands are in it half a moment later, sifting through the soft locks, smoothing it down and messing it up again. God, but he loves to touch Teddy's hair. He could tease it like this all day and not get bored.]

Besides, bare skin rubbing on the top of your jeans? That would totally chafe. Not sexy at all.

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[Action, March 14th] this'll be so nsfw the nsfw tag will need a nsfw tag

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