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[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!

[Now, Billy tackling a super strong man might not seem like the greatest of ideas, but this super strong man is used to it and always follows through with the motion, leading him to fall backwards as Billy tackles him. Their bed isn't exactly the biggest bed, though, so Teddy ends up with his head and shoulders hanging off the edge of the bed, and even though it feels awkward, Teddy still tips his head back and laughs. It's all just so wonderful - Billy growing hornily indignant enough to tackle him, Billy saying yes, the two of them being fiances and, someday, husbands.

So he just laughs, one hand hanging on to the blankets to keep him from hanging too far off the bed and the other tangled up in Billy's hair.]

Haha! Because you love this jerk?

I do.

[Billy's expression softens a little, his irritation still lingering, and he leans in, tilting Teddy's head up with both hands behind the back to kiss him again, long and deep. Despite his expression there's almost as much aggression behind the kiss as there had been in the pounce, and he's far from ready to relent yet. If Teddy's going to tease, then he's damn well going to take.]

I do love this jerk. Even if he is a jerk.

Mmm...

[He's a little caught up in the kiss, so he can't answer just yet. It takes his breath away, because as someone who's so strong, someone like Billy asserting himself over him is such a turn-on. Not to mention all those things he said...

Once the kiss is over, Teddy lets out a breath, forehead against Billy's, then leans back again to give a soft expression of his own.]

And this jerk loves his incredible fiancé. Even if he can be just as much of a jerk sometimes.

I can be. But not, I think, as big of one as you.

[Well, maybe sometimes. But not today. Today, he proves his point by reaching back and sliding a hand right down Teddy's jeans, groping what he finds there. He stops supporting Teddy's head to instead hold himself up, letting it drop to expose the blond's neck, which he starts teasing with his mouth and tongue to get things moving forward once more. The aggression is still there, which means that this time, so are his teeth.]

[The sudden grope makes Teddy intake shakily and lift his hips up to it, though that makes him hold the blankets even tighter. Don't want to ruin the moment by sliding off the bed and all.]

Ha... oh, yeah? [He tilts his head away to give Billy more room and shuts his eyes, fingers curling into his hair. Yeah, Billy can't leave a hickie for longer than a minute or so, which sucks, but that doesn't mean it doesn't feel good. Quite the opposite, really. Though it does feel a little weird, hanging near-half upside down like this. But whatever, he can take it; and he did deserve it, too.]

Mmhm...

[With his mouth preoccupied, Billy doesn't offer much response, busily pressing teeth and tongue against the skin of Teddy's neck. He's well past the point of caring that he can't leave long-term marks on his boyfriend's skin, but he never shies away from the challenge, either. If anything, it makes it more fun- the challenge of beating past records of how long it takes Teddy's powers to make the marks disappear. His fingers curl around the erection and starts to stroke, the tight friction of Teddy's pants making the movement difficult, and it makes him more determined, too. If he can just stay balanced long enough to get his other hand back, undo the button...]

[It's too easy to lose himself in this, too easy to lose his own balance. The cargo pants, loose as they are, are still zipped and buttoned up, so as good as the stroking feels, it's also way too confining. It makes Teddy tilt his hip up more, feet pressing down against the bed to do so, both to encourage him to keep going and try to get his pants off -

But the movement makes him slide further down, enough for him to let out a noise that's more surprise than pleasure and let go of Billy's hair to press against the floor instead, catching them both before they slide further. With one hand holding the bed and the other on the floor, Teddy looks between the two. Hmm. ... Yeah.]

Jerk or not, I don't think we want to have engagement sex on the floor.

[That makes Billy stop, and then abruptly let loose a little burst of giggles. Teddy does look like he's about to fall off, so Billy rolls off him to flop on the other half of the bed, lying beside him instead with his head tilting off the edge to grin at him.]

I don't know, we've never done it on the floor before.

[Teddy tilts his head to look at him, one brow slowly raising.]

If floor sex is your thing, we can totally try it someday. [With both hands free and now on the floor, Teddy slides the rest of the way off and flips his body over so that his knees hit the floor rather than his shoulders or back. And now that he's stable, Teddy shares that grin of Billy's as he leans forward enough to hold his face in his hands.]

I just don't think it's an engagement thing. [And since he's in the perfect position, he leans the rest of the way to kiss his boyfriend's lips, this one slower than the ones they shared just a moment ago.

Yeah. This is definitely a bed thing.]

[Billy was teasing anyway, which is probably evident by the way he smiles into the kiss. He's happy to let the kiss linger, indulging in it nice and slow, and when they pull back, he licks his lips, eyes hazy.]

...Okay, Spider-man, have it your way. Come on back up and let me get your pants off.

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