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[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.

Hmm... You've got a point there. And having a boner trapped in your pants is seriously the most uncomfortable feeling in the world.

[He punctuates that with a little hitch of his hips against Billy's, because yes, that is a boner in his pants and it's definitely not fun or comfortable when it strains, which is what they usually end up doing to each other before pants are done away with.]

[Billy's breath catches in a startled gasp at the sudden jerk against his groin, eyes closing as he enjoys the sensation for a long moment. Thankfully the friction of clothes on clothes is plenty pleasant, something he's certain that Teddy was counting on.]

Nnnn, well. At least there's an easy way to avoid that problem...

[Teddy's been at this long enough to know what feels good and what doesn't, so Billy's reaction gets him to smirk again and slide his hands down his back and under his pants, where he gropes at the skin once he gets a good handful.]

I'm thinking... we should probably go to the bedroom for that part. Fun as the couch is...

[Tommy's still gone, but who knows? With their luck, he'll be back and bursting in to tell them he's back right when they're in the middle of something he really won't want to see.]

Nn... yeah. I don't feel like explaining the stains later if we go too far.

[Plus, you know, it's a courtesy. People do visit them on occasion, and they ought not have sex on it for the same reason he chases Optimus off the furniture. Certain smells tend to stick around, even long after the fact. He wiggles thoughtfully, hands braced on Teddy's bare chest.]

If I gave you permission to carry me there, would that give you some incentive to move?

... Well, I was about to move anyway, but since you gave me permission and all...

[Teddy wastes no time, in case Billy decides to retract his question, to wrap his arms around his boyfriend's knees and shoulders and easily lift him up as he stands. Of course, as he walks, Teddy's mind jumps straight to "carrying over the threshold", which just makes him snort with humor. Not yet, now.]

We probably left enough of a hint about what we're going to do, anyway. [You know, considering the shirts haphazardly thrown to the side. Or, if that's not enough, the sounds that'll likely come from their room, what with the spell fading out a while ago...]

[It's times like this that he can really appreciate Teddy's strength, and his love of carrying Billy; there's something undeniably romantic about being lifted and held this way, and so effortlessly, besides. He winds his arms around Teddy's neck again and cuddles in close, smiling a bit shyly. There's nothing new about this, but it still feels... different, somehow. As if one word and a ring could change everything.]

Well, aside from Tommy, people usually don't just burst in uninvited, so I think we'll be okay.

[Teddy's about to make another quip when he steps through their doorway, and he ends up stopping for a moment, because it just seems all too real once again. Holding Billy in his arms, seeing him smile like that and feeling the cool metal against his bare skin, in their bedroom, where they've slept and laughed and cried, played games and read comics and made love, talked about the present and the past and the future, kissed each other awake and asleep...

This room, more than anything else in this world, is home to him, because he and Billy made it so. Nothing could replace his home back on Earth, the true world where he belongs, but with Billy here, it's the next best thing. They could be on a whole other planet and still find a way to create a little home for them. And now, they're engaged, and one day they'll be husbands...

With that in mind, instead of providing Billy with another remark, he leans in to nuzzle their foreheads and noses gently, and whisper quietly:]

Fiancé.

[Billy opens his mouth to respond - because he'd love to just keep saying it over and over, fiancé, fiancé, because it's wonderful - but something in the way Teddy looks at him in that moment steals the word right out of his throat. He mouths it, silently, and then tilts his head to catch Teddy's lips with his own instead. He's already said the only word that really matters today - yes yes yes - so everything else is just fanfare, anyway.]

[Teddy holds him up a little higher, just so that he can return the kiss a bit more easily, and steps forward again. He's much slower this time, both to not disrupt the kiss and to not trip over anything (because wouldn't that just ruin the kiss). Once his foot bumps against the bed, Teddy lowers them both until Billy's on his back with Teddy above him, still keeping the kiss connected.

It's after another moment that Teddy breaks the kiss and raises himself up a bit, giving Billy enough room to adjust and get more comfortable on the bed.]

Think I should lock the door...?

[Billy shifts slightly on the bed to find just the right position, his gaze drifting briefly to the door as he does so. While a locked door is plenty reassuring, without the soundproof spell that had worn off months ago all it did was protect uninvited guests from seeing what they were up to, not hearing it. And most people wouldn't barge in upon hearing them. The only one would might could just vibrate through the door anyway.

After that consideration, he shakes his head, lacing his fingers together behind Teddy's neck to keep him there.]

Leave it. Let's live dangerously tonight.

I like the way you think. [With a little smirk on his face, Teddy lowers himself down to nuzzle his nose and lips against the crook of Billy's neck while one hand cups the back of it, and murmurs against his skin.] Let's get dangerous.

[Silly and nerdy, of course. But that's just Teddy's way, and hopefully Billy won't mind how dorky it sounds when Teddy starts grazing his teeth against his skin and fitting his hips against his boyfriend's.]

[Billy sets free a quiet snort of laughter into Teddy's hair, fingers shifting to slide back through it once more. They slide against the earrings dotting Teddy's lobes and linger there, the gold of his ring clinking pleasantly against silver.]

I am the terror that faps in the night...

[God, Teddy's bad jokes really have rubbed off on him. Well, at least it's not the only thing that has.]

[At first, Teddy freezes as if he's trying to hold back laughter. Then he lets it out in a snicker, and then he's done for; he laughs enough to have to roll over to his back, wings tucking in to soften the blow against them, and presses his hands against his forehead. Oh god, that was the best thing he ever heard.]

Oh my god, Billy!

Don't look at me, that one is totally your fault.

[Billy half-sits up, propping his head up with an elbow, and quirks a brow at his boyfriend. Fiancé. Still not tired of it. Now he's not sure whether to be pleased about making him laugh or miffed that it made him stop, though he doubts it'll be for long.]

You're the one - the one who said it!

[Easy, Billy, Teddy just didn't want to laugh right up against you like that. But now that he's settling down, Teddy grins, still chuckling lightly, and looks over at Billy like he's completely enamored with the man in front of him. Which is just about how he feels, knowing that he's rubbed off on him a little.]

But I will take full credit for the badness of it. [And with that, he leans in with one hand sliding into Billy's hair to kiss him, though he can't help smiling against his lips. He's still happy, and still humored, and he's got the best fiancé ever.]

[Well, that settles his feathers a bit. Billy makes a soft approving sound and leans into it, sliding a leg over one of Teddy's to try and drag him closer again. They've made it to the bed, but there's still an awful lot of clothes that neither of them particularly want to be wearing, and the kiss is making those dumb jokes drift further and further away from the forefront of his mind.]

[With the kiss and Billy's leg hooked around him, it's hard for his mind to keep a hold on the bad jokes as well, though it makes a valiant effort. Soon enough, it's pushed to the back of his mind, and he rolls further until Billy's on his back again. Let's try this again, shall we?

While one arm remains above Billy's head to keep Teddy balanced, his other hand travels down his torso, admiring the dips and curves of the muscles beneath it as he gets closer and closer to his destination. Finally, he reaches it: the pants, which Teddy immediately starts working on to at least undo it. It's a bit difficult with one hand, so it takes a bit of shifting to get it done. Always a handy ability to have, even if there are some negative aspects to it.]

[Billy murmurs an approval against Teddy's lips, arching his hips closer in the hopes of making it easier for Teddy to remove his pants. He can feel something different down there - extra fingers, or longer ones, he's not sure - but he doesn't let it change his response. His grip on the blond's leg, as well as his hair, tightens, nails scraping gently over the skin beneath. More, his hands are saying, as his lips are occupied. More of this.]

[Teddy can remember a time when he tried using shape-shifting during foreplay, and it ended up freaking Billy out a little. Not enough to discourage anything, but enough for him to jump and frayed nerves from both parties needing to be soothed, Billy for how different it felt and Teddy with his ever present insecurity.

He hardly thinks of that time now, especially when Billy barely reacts to his shifting, and in fact arches into it, as if he wants more of it. Teddy doesn't pause to reflect or wonder if it's okay; instead, now that Billy's pants are loose enough, he slides his hand beneath his briefs and lets his fingers stroke just at the base of the arousal he can feel. It might be a bit cruel, teasing but not going further with it, and he smirks slightly against Billy's lips because of it, but the end result will definitely be worth it, like before and as they always will be, now.]

[Billy groans, first in appreciation, then in eagerness, and then, when it becomes evident that Teddy won't go further than he is, in protest. He squirms beneath his partner, trying to force those fingers to where he wants them to be, hands reaching to tug and scrabble at Teddy's pants, either to pull him closer or to pull them off, he's not really sure.]

Nngh... friggin' tease... cut it out...

Mm, cut it out...?

[Well, since he requested it.

Teddy sits up on his knees, hands lifted up and away while he gives a big smile. He has, indeed, cut it out.]

[Billy shudders, breathing heavily, and then pauses. His eyes open, and he props himself up, glowering at the blond. Really, Teddy? Really?

And then he tucks his legs under himself and lunges, tackling the other boy.]

Why am I marrying such a jerk, oh my god!

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Re: [Action, March 14th] akai they need experience if they want any jobs out there

[Action, March 14th] ........are you suggesting that our tag babies will be prostitutes

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[Action, March 14th] BUT. BABIES.

[Action, March 14th] NSFW BABIES THEY GROW UP FAST

[Action, March 14th] MAYBE WE SHOULD STOP CALLING THEM BABIES THEN

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[Action, March 14th] now I'm imagining spawn holding up a nsfw sign

[Action, March 14th] he'll be our nsfw marker from now on

[Action, March 14th] at least it's not deadpool who would watch

[Action, March 14th] spawn would just scare everyone away

[Action, March 14th] yes good plan perfect plan

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