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[Billy's coherency is pretty shot at this point, so he gives up on conversation for a while; each breath is a pant, each thrust sends tremors through his body, and each squeeze of Teddy's body around his bringing him one step closer to completion. He wants to pick up the pace and push them there, his whole body is aching for it, but at the same time he wants to let the sensation linger, prolonging it so that he can watch Teddy's reactions, see his face like this just a little bit longer. And the sounds he's making...

He knows he's not quite there yet, it doesn't sound or feel perfect just yet- he's not at that spot, that perfect place that he knows will make Teddy ache from within. Teddy always finds it for him, there's no way he's going to finish this without doing the same. That's what partners do- otherwise it's just sex, nothing more.

He doesn't go faster, not yet, but he does strive to move deeper, using the way Teddy's drawing him in to grind his erection in search of that sweet spot. He may not be as experienced in this position as his lover is, but he'll know as well as Teddy will when he finds it.]

[If Billy's worried about seeking out the perfect spot, he doesn't have to do so for long; the first deeper thrust leaves him breathless, and the second is right there, making his back arch, his nails dig in to Billy's shoulders, and he tosses his head back with a louder groan. He could tell Billy he found it, but he knows that his lover doesn't need it. They've been at this long enough for them to have perfected it, and Teddy's reaction alone ought to be enough to let him know.

So instead of trying to waste words, Teddy buries his face in the dip of Billy's shoulder and scrapes his nails along his back, giving him a few more, light marks for later. This is it, this is perfect, this is exactly what he needed, that and - and something Teddy needs to do himself, which he does when he slides one hand down to grip and stroke his own erection. There, there, that's it...]

[Billy shudders in delight at every little sign that Teddy's enjoying himself- the nails at his back, the noises escaping his lips, the way his body tightens, all of it. Teddy's hand beat his own to the erection pressed between them, so instead he uses both hands to brace himself and thrust faster, harder, seeking and finding that spot over and over again with practiced ease. His fingers tighten in the sheets, tilting his head to scrape his teeth against Teddy's exposed neck, soothing the spot with lips and tongue immediately after before repeating the motion. He can't give Teddy a lasting hickey, but he can sure as hell let him feel it for a while.

And Teddy's fingers are trying to make their own lasting marks, something Billy tries to encourage with the way his body responds to it; he loves when his skin displays the evidence of their lovemaking, feels a deep warmth in his chest when he sees them reflected in the mirror the next morning. The sensitivity of the lines and kissed bruises always makes him shiver, especially when Teddy touches them. More, he wants more, and he wants to give it all to his lover.]

T... Teddy...

[God, god, with everything that's going on - feeling Billy above and around and within, the sensation of his prostate being stimulated over and over, the teeth at his neck, his hand working furiously at his own erection, everything, it's like the whole world narrows down to just the two of them. There's nothing but them and the bed they're on, and his mind is too overwhelmed to even think about what could be outside of it, and doesn't seem particularly bothered by it.

No, all Teddy knows is that this feels absolutely amazing, wonderful, and he can't stop himself from arching his back and keeping his head tilted back with his lips parted to let loose what Billy wrings out of him, from allowing himself to dig his nails in to his lover's skin on his back, knowing it might sting, knowing that Billy enjoys it. He wants more, more, faster, harder, even as he can feel himself racing toward that glorious finish.

And he knows that Billy can feel it, too; the way Teddy tenses, the way he breathes and how his noises grow more desperate. He feels like an arrow slowly being drawn back, and he needs release, he needs it now.]

Bi - ah... Billy, Billy...!

[He did tell him that he'd end up moaning his name earlier, when making his suggestions.]

[Ahhh... he'd been waiting for that, though he hadn't known it until that moment. Billy shudders and clenches his fists in the bedsheets, tensing his knees as he draws back and bracing himself for what's next. Experience and instinct has taught him well what to do now, what they both need- and this is how he likes it, now that he's done his part to find that spot of perfect pleasure for Teddy.

With a breathy exhale he pulls back again only to thrust faster than before, grinding his body hard and fast into Teddy's over and over in quick succession. He's a tense wire ready to snap, determined to push himself and his lover as hard as he can before he does.

Teddy first, though. Teddy first. And he knows how close they both are, now.]

[As strong as Teddy is, it feels so good to have Billy push as hard and fast as he can; he knows how much Billy loves this, how it's his favorite style of lovemaking, and Teddy certainly reaps the benefits of it as well.

Not that he's really thinking any of that. He's not thinking much of anything; the sensations are just so fucking good that there's no room for thought, nothing except the sparks of pleasure that keep pulsing through his body. There is one thing, one thing that he thinks of, and that's to get his hands away from Billy's back before he can dig in too much. Making him bleed is the last thing he wants to do, and Teddy has more control of himself than that.

But oh god, oh god, it's so amazing that he wants it to last longer. His body is very near completion though; his head bows to press against Billy's shoulder, muffling whatever noises he lets out, and his hands clench in the sheets below him and his legs hold Billy around the waist to keep him close while he thrusts and thrusts and - and -

There. Finally Teddy's back arches, his toes curl against Billy's skin, and he lets out a moan muffled by biting his bottom lip while he releases between them, and every other part of the world fades in favor of that blissful, floaty feeling that follows such an intense orgasm. Holy shit, holy shit...]

[Billy can feel it before it happens, his body tensing with anticipation and pressing in hard. He inhales sharply when Teddy comes, breath escaping in the same muffled rasp when the blond's body tightens around his erection, wet success spattering his stomach. If he wasn't already at the edge, the sounds Teddy's making would be enough to end him then and there.

He follows closely behind, lingering inside a thrust or two after Teddy's release and just holding his position like that until, a scant second later, he shudders with his own orgasm. A cry escapes his lips, half-muffled and still enough to echo quietly against the walls, his back arched, hands tightening in the sheets and a little bit in Teddy's hair, too.

Holy shit, indeed.]

[Amidst the haze, Teddy can feel those last few thrusts, and then the real grande finale, Billy clenching his fists and coming with a cry that would've definitely brought Teddy over the edge if he wasn't already there. He has his eyes shut, but he can picture Billy's expression in his head, and it's so beautiful to him... He wishes he got to see it. Next time.

It takes a moment to come back to earth after all that. But when he does, Teddy slowly lifts a hand up to sift through Billy's hair, a smile growing on his face until it borders on just plain silly. He's worn out and panting, but that was absolutely mind-blowing. Amazing, perfect for celebrating their engagement.]

Ha... Hey, fiancé...

...Mmmm...

[Billy flops his head wearily on Teddy's shoulder, his mind abuzz with contented bliss, his body tingling in the afterglow. Maybe it's the engagement that's making it different, but that... totally felt like it hit the top-five sex list.]

...hey back, fiancé...

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