selfhelp | [IC] Appointments Post

[By the time Billy gets to the pillows, Teddy's tossed his pants and underwear aside, and he has to take a moment to look up and down his fiancé's body, appreciative and loving and just marveling over how he can see this all his life, be able to press kisses against it or run his hand down it, treat it like the gift of trusting someone enough with this truly is.

And he moves forward to do just that, one hand sliding down Billy's waist and hip while the other holds him up, lips brushing against his shoulder as he rolls his own hips forward - Billy wanted Teddy on him, and that's what he'll get.]

I just don't think... the floor's special enough.

[That's exactly what he'd wanted, and now that he's finally receiving it he makes his delight known, arching his body up to press against Teddy's and sliding his hands up the blond's chest just as appreciatively. He seeks out all the pleasantly sensitive spots that he's discovered over the past couple of years, the movement of his fingers practised and refined to an art form only for Teddy.]

I think... wherever we do this, from now on, is going to be special. Whether it's in a bed or on the floor or against a wall or in some underground cave in the middle of nowhere- anywhere- it won't matter. This is what matters...

[He draws one hand back, stroking it through Teddy's hair, touching his cheek, the ring finger trailing cold metal over this skin.]

Just this. Just us. The rest is just... fanfare. Noise. Meaningless details. That's how I feel.

[His comment was a start-up to a joke, really, which he would've followed up with the floor having had its feelings hurt for not being special enough. But then Billy says that, and all thoughts of making it a joke are just... swept out of his head. The words, and Billy's touch, brings Teddy back to gazing down at his face and his eyes especially, leaning into the touch against his cheek, loving the contrast of warm skin and a band of cool metal.]

That's how I feel, too... [He leans in to press his forehead against Billy's, unable to keep the smile off his face.] I love you... God, I love you so much.

[Sex is awkward and funny and amazing, but most of all, it's deeply intimate to Teddy; sharing something like this with the person he loves, being completely vulnerable and trusting the other person... Billy's right; the location is just fanfare, meaningless details. It's them that counts, just moving with each other, touching, being. Sharing their deepest and most intimate parts of themselves with the person they intend to spend the rest of their life with.

... But he also can't help making a little quip as he opens his eyes slightly.]

So should I start looking for a cave after this?

[Billy grins, helplessly amused at his dork of a fiancé- amused, and not particularly surprised by the quip.]

Mm... only if you find one with, like, moss or something.

[He can only imagine the grating their skin would receive if they were doing what they normally do in a cave. Teddy would heal quickly enough, but he'd likely be complaining for weeks afterwards.]

We can think up other places to have sex later, though. I like it right here at the moment.

[He tilts his head suddenly at that, wanting to kiss Teddy just then, needing it rather desperately. Fluff and gentle words of love are only half of what he's feeling right now, and the rest is pure and enthused passion.

[It's a sentiment Teddy completely agrees with, and he lets it be known by meeting Billy halfway and kissing his fiancé with all the passion he's feeling as well. Love and affection are well and good and just as much a part of sex between them, but he'd really, really like to get the ball moving.

When Teddy breaks the kiss, he starts to travel downward, first pressing several kisses against Billy's neck, then his collarbone, while one hand smears along his hip and thigh and strokes at a spot just behind his knee.]

We have the where... but what about the how? [The kisses travel further down, grazing against one of Billy's nipples before settling there, lips and breath brushing against it.] Do you want it slow or hard? Do you want me to make you scream, [and down again, teeth grazing against him as he keeps murmuring,] or do you want me to ride you until I'm moaning your name? [Once he's at Billy's abdomen, he lets his hand move up again, stroking against Billy's side.] Do you want something more gentle... or hard and fast...?

[God. God. Is Teddy trying to make him come just with words alone? Billy shivers, fingers and toes curling first in the fabric of their blankets, then - as he lifts his hands to press them against Teddy's head, and he slides a leg up to curl around the blond's - in soft hair and warm skin. Nails scraping, he encourages the pampering as best as he can without getting in the way of it, his breath catching softly with each stroke, and every arousing suggestion.]

...Nnnn... is "all of the above" an option...?

[That's way too much wonderful to choose between, bf.]

[Maybe that's exactly what Teddy's trying to do; how much would it boost his pride to know that he made Billy come just by talking to him? More seriously, though, Teddy smirks a little from that question, head leaning up into Billy's hand for a second before moving on.]

Well... [Finally, Teddy reaches the destination he'd been deliberately avoiding all this time - Billy's woefully neglected erection. He lets his lips trail from base to tip, then back down again from the side, answering quietly as he does so.] We've got all night. We can make it an option...

[And even if they get too tired, Teddy's pretty sure they're not going to venture out of the bedroom for a day or two anyway. They've got plenty of time.]

[Billy cries out quietly at the gentle grazing over sensitive nerves, his back arching, fingers tightening in Teddy's hair. He's really aching for it - for more - and Teddy's teasing touches is only making him feel it more emphatically with each passing second. Much more of this and he really will scream- and thank god Tommy's not around right now, because the soundproofing spell was gone weeks - months? - ago.

Their poor neighbours.]

Maybe... haaahh... start at the bottom... and work our way up...?

[He's not sure if he's suggesting an order or a position, honestly. All of the suggestions Teddy'd offered sounded great. Whether Teddy's pressing inside of him or riding him hard from above, his fiancé, his future husband- god. He could come just imagining it.]

Mm... gonna have to be more specific, Bee.

[There's a grin on his face as he raises his head again, and then down, to take the head of Billy's erection into his mouth and circle it with his tongue, then suck down further. It's all a game, really; Teddy's willing to do whatever Billy wants to do because, for sure, he certainly wants to do everything he suggested in no particular order. But it all depends on if Billy can actually spit the words out.]

[How can he possibly be more specific when Teddy's doing that? Coherency's gone, replaced by a gasp, followed swiftly by a long, tremulous moan. His hips shift, instinctively thrusting a little into Teddy's mouth, seeking more of that hot, wet warmth. He could certainly go for more of this, for starters, but if Teddy's expecting words out of him, he's in for a bit of a wait.]

[Teddy feels a burst of pride at that, at making Billy unable to really get any words out. It takes a bit of shifting, but soon he's able to circle his tongue fully around Billy's length as he lowers his head down to the base, taking him entirely, and then back, hands pressing against Billy's hips to keep them down. Once he reaches the tip, he lifts his head away entirely, then looks up at Billy with a smile on his face.]

Well?

[Though he doesn't give Billy much time to answer, seeing how he's opened his mouth and taken him in again, this time freeing Billy's hips, allowing him to thrust all he wants.]

[Billy only has a second to catch his breath before Teddy takes him in again, and he'd tried to speak but when he opens his mouth all that comes out is a gasping cry. He thrusts helplessly, though he tries to hold back after the first one- he'd expected Teddy's hands to keep him down again, so the sudden freedom is both alarming and exhilarating all at once. He murmurs a breathless apology and buries his hand in Teddy's hair again, lifting his hips more carefully this time. Hopefully Teddy'd shifted his gag reflex away or something. He seemed to have mastered that one.

...Ohgod, that feels amazing.]

...ha... hnnnngh... this... this is good... m-more of... this...

[Or. You know. Something similar. He's easy.

Ohgod.]

[Well. He couldn't quite shift that gag reflex away fast enough, so he does end up having to clear his throat a few times before he's back on track, sending Billy a quick little frown, then a two fingered saluted once he gets that apology. He's fine, it was just a bit startling. A dick at the back of your throat kinda does that to you.

Oh, but there we go. Finally, some clarification. Another smirk builds up, and he lets Billy have his way with his mouth for a moment longer before he slowly pulls back, though he strokes with his hand to let the pleasure gradually die down rather than be suddenly cut off.]

I don't recall that being on the list. But I know something like it...

[He shifts forward until he's got his legs on either side of Billy's hips, gazing down at him all the while, and reaches over to get the lube from the nightstand. ... It takes two or three pats to figure out where drawer with it actually is, but once he's got it, he already starts to uncap it. He did tease Billy something good and all.]

[Billy offers up a sheepish, heady smile, hands moving to rub up and down Teddy's hips and trying to regain control of his breathing now that he doesn't have his boyfriend's lips distracting him. Gazing up at him like this, watching sweat glisten on his skin in the dim light, his tousled hair, the easy smirk on his lips...

...god, he looks amazing.

I get to marry this guy.

The thought fills him with excitement again, cheeks growing more flushed at the sudden rush of mental images - waking up next to each other for the rest of their lives, a wedding in Central Park or the Avengers garden holy crap, fights in the kitchen and after-battle makeouts in the hall, costumes hung together in combined closets, growing out of awkward teenage bodies into real adults with real responsibilities and real independence. Getting to see this body, those eyes, that smile, every day. It's not like it's that much different from what they already have now, but he knows. He knows the difference.

It may be Teddy's show right now, but Billy can't just keep his hands to himself and wait. While Teddy fumbles for the lube, he slides a hand away from Teddy's hips and wraps it around the blond's length, stroking slowly.]

I like... where this is going.

[Oh. Ooooh that feels good, the long drag of Billy's hand against his erection. Teddy stops his work for a second to let out a quiet groan, hips tipping forward into the touch, indulging in the sensation for a moment. With all that he'd been doing to Billy, his own arousal had gotten a little needy, wanting attention and aching for more. He can enjoy this for a good while.

But after a moment, Teddy lets that smile come up again as he pushes his hips backwards, enough so that Billy's erection brushes up against his ass, just near the opening that he'll be working on soon.]

How bad do you want this? [He squeezes out the lube in his fingers, though he doesn't get to work just yet, instead trailing a slick finger down Billy's chest.] How bad do you want me?

[It's such a small gesture, but somehow it still makes Billy moan urgently, hips grinding upwards, heated and trembling with need. He doesn't know how to form that quiet desperation into words, and he kind of wishes his dick could do the talking for him. It's certainly trying hard enough as it is.

...Hah. Hard.

You're so lame, Kaplan.]

I really... oh god... Teddy, I really...

[His hips arch again, harder this time, grinding his erection teasingly between Teddy's back cheeks. He wants to be there, he wants to feel that heat around him, he wants to thrust and thrust and-

...shit, had he just said all of that out loud? It was kind of unintentional and he stops himself before he goes too far, face wildly flushed, but it's too late; apparently Teddy got what he'd been asking for after all.]

[That smirk on Teddy's face faded as Billy went on, his lips parting as he closes his eyes to take in every word. God, as if Billy wasn't unbearably sensual before, laying there under him with his face flushed, sweat shining on his body and hair tussled and eyes heady with need, this, those words, they make Teddy want more, want every single thing that Billy is saying and more.

When Billy cuts himself off, Teddy lets out a groan, tips his head back and presses his hips down against Billy's, and it feels great but it's not enough; he needs Billy inside him, needs to feel him thrust and thrust just as he said and - ]

Ohhhh god, Billy -

[Why waste more time? Teddy leans down to scrape lips and teeth and tongue against Billy's neck as he opens the drawer of the nightstand, nearly yanking it out entirely, to dig for a condom. His lube covered hand inches back, intending to prepare himself - though once his fingers brush against Billy's erection, he realizes that there's a bit of an obstacle there.]

Nngh, B, could you...

[Could he... what...? Billy's head is spinning a little at the brushes he's feeling on his erection, urgently craving more, and it's hard to think of what Teddy might need.

Once it clicks, he smiles a bit sheepishly and withdraws his hand, bracing it against the bed instead and using it to push himself upwards on the mattress and out of Teddy's path. He can be patient, hard as it might be. Watching Teddy prep himself is enough of a show that he doesn't mind one bit.]

Better...?

Better.

[He grins down at Billy, feeling more smug and confident than he's probably felt in his life, or maybe that's just hormones talking, but whatever it is, it's making him feel like he's on top of the world. Or on top of his fiancé. Heh.

He presses the condom against Billy's chest as he straightens himself up again, an invitation to do some of the work. With him in a better position for this, Teddy spreads more lube on his fingers (and accidentally spilling a little on Billy's thigh, maybe he's overeager), reaches behind himself, then arches his back and parts his lips as he presses a finger inside. Normally he might be a bit embarrassed to look at Billy while prepping himself, but today, today he's looking Billy in the eyes, knowing that he loves the show, short as it'll be with his shifting ability.]

Hnn... Should I ride you... slow or fast? Or switch it up... whatever we feel like doing...

[Billy chews on his lower lip, cheeks flushed, feeling dizzy with desire. He can't sit still, but he doesn't want to interfere with what Teddy's doing, so his hips rise and fall a little with each movement Teddy makes, their skin rubbing against each other. Just looking up at Teddy's face like that, watching him move as he preps himself... he can't help but groan in anticipation. Soon... soon...]

I think... you ask too many questions. Let's feel it out, huh...?

[Planning sex out just isn't their style, aside from the vague details about what goes where and what position they start out with. It always changes as they go. Why dictate the experience when it's going to be perfect no matter what they choose?]

Heh... Feel it out... Think I'm doing that right now.

[With a little more lube, Teddy adds a second finger, eyes shutting as he tips his head back and stretches himself, preparing for what's to come. What he wants, what he really wants is Billy pushing inside him, hips snapping up while Teddy presses downward, Billy hitting his prostate and unwinding Teddy so much that he can barely think of anything except more and more, and oh god, that imagery just makes him let out a quiet groan, then lean down to whisper just what he wants into Billy's ear, just so that he's not left out of the images in his head. His voice is heady, a little shaky as he moves his fingers, wanting him and knowing that he's so close to being ready, just a little more...]

... So better - ha - get yourself ready...

[....Ohgod. Watching is almost agonizing, and hearing those words in his ear, so close, hot breath on his skin... ohgod. He mouths it at first, then says it aloud, hips lifting to grind his crotch against Teddy's, trying not to interfere with his prep work but needing, needing the contact.]

I was ready... like... five minutes ago...

[Patience is not his strong suit at this point. And it's not like he'd ever push Teddy into hurrying for his sake and hurt himself, but he can't help sounding a little urgent, the need and eagerness betrayed by his tone.]

Teddy...

[Please, please be ready soon. Oh my god.]

[Teddy practically purrs out his groan against Billy's ear, and as he sits back up, he feels like he's sufficiently stretched and ready. Which is a good thing, because Billy sounds like he wants to get on with this right away, and quite frankly, so does Teddy.]

Yeah, yeah... okay... think I'm good...

[He pulls his fingers away and brushes them against Billy's erection, grinning headily once he feels the condom on and ready for him, and holds it by the base to keep it steady. He wants to say something, do something, but at the same time he feels like just getting on with it already; everything else can come later. With that in mind, Teddy scoots himself back until he's back over Billy's arousal, gives his fiancé a slow smirk, then starts to lower himself, sinking himself down and finally, finally feeling Billy enter him.

The sensation makes that smirk fade as he shuts his eyes and tips his head back, then let out a quiet little sound once he's taken Billy in fully. Oh god, oh god, this is going to be great...]

[There... right there. That's what he'd been waiting for. Billy echoes Teddy's groan, trembling beneath him, and his hands slide up to press on Teddy's waist, as if to hold him there even though he lacks the strength to really do that if Teddy wanted to move. It's more to symbolize his desire than anything else, at this point. He's savouring the sensation, just as much as Teddy himself.]

Hrnnghh.

[Coherency is kind of a bust at the moment, so he sets his hands to stroking, letting his hands and the hardness of his erection clarify just how pleased he is that they're finally doing this. The tease is always fun, and the prep is a treat to watch every time - moreso with how rarely they do it this way - but the act, the union of their bodies after the waiting is over, is still the best part.]

[The stroking feels good, amazing even, and Teddy finds himself tilting his body to it even as he lets his body shift and heal, getting used to the feeling of Billy inside him. Again, it doesn't take long at all; it's the advantage of being in a relationship with a self-healing boyfriend, he guesses. But only a moment after he took Billy in, Teddy lowers his head with a heady smile, hips rocking, not quite thrusting, to give Billy some stimulation.]

Just think... we can do this for the rest of our lives. [He lets his eyes drift shut as he raises his hips, then lowers them again, relishing in the feel of Billy sliding back inside him.] We can do - haa... whatever we want... long as we want...

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