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[Okay, so. Post-draft, he's given himself a few days of seclusion and bed-rest (apparently being infected with a zombie virus is exhausting), and even Billy can freely admit to himself that he's been pretty depressed lately, a fact for which he feels no shame considering that depression was well and truly earned. One can only spend so much time fretting, moping, and dwelling on one's own misery for so long, however, and today? He's decided that enough is enough. Billy will be going out today, limping around the village and visiting the people who were on the draft whose fate he's still uncertain of. The ones he can't find or has no reason to actually visit, he'll check with a light location spell, and he'll spend a few hours at Seventh Heaven people-watching out the window while he doodles in a book that Teddy had given him containing a series of patterns (much like this) that resemble inkblogs, and bit by bit Billy's turning them into something like this instead. It's been a tiring week, though, so you could always catch him napping on the table, instead.

At some point he'll attempt to find Peter, and when both a location spell and a teleport fails, he tries to teleport to the apartment he'd been staying at instead, finding it almost completely emptied. All he manages to dig up is a small cartridge that, after a moment of scrutiny, he identifies as a web fluid cartridge. His fanboyish glee at the discovery is tempered by the fact that the empty apartment means one more piece of bad news.

After his visits and window-watching is done, he'll return home to make the announcement, along with one more message-]

Hey out there... just wanted to let his friends know that Peter Parker went home. So... sorry. Yeah.

[Locked to Loki]

...We still on for tomorrow, or do you want to take a break? Because... you know. [Draft. Awfulness all around. He wouldn't blame Loki if he wanted to take a week off.

Later on in the evening he'll be over at Ben's barbeque, if anyone wants to bother him while he's there.]

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[Not sad at all- actually, it's impressive. Billy's a little envious, admittedly- he's nowhere near as observant. He never had to watch people to that degree, never felt the need. With Teddy, he's gotten better, since he'd wanted to reciprocate the attention he'd received from his boyfriend, but he's not quite there yet. Intent can't replace years of practice.

...Well, there's always those keen analytical skills. He's got a few good ideas, both tried and true, and some new...]

I think people would definitely pay you for this.

[Well, Billy's certainly gotten a lot better - he was able to see what bothered Teddy when he himself only gave a little glance, after all. It's leaps and bounds better than when they first got together, and honestly, Teddy's impressed by it. Impressed and more than a little touched.

The statement makes him give a little smirk as he moves his hands down Billy's foot a bit, paying attention to the muscle there, then a little lower.]

Not that it'd mean much here. [...] Unless they paid me by giving me my laptop. I'd definitely take that as a suitable payment.

[Billy wiggles his toes a bit, feet arching unconsciously to encourage more of that. It really does feel awesome, especially when he feet are so sore.]

Careful- the Malnosso might kidnap you now and force you to give them all foot massages.

... Well, if that's all they want me to do, then why not? Even better if they sent me back with my laptop as a reward once their feet are satisfied.

[And... heheh. Billy's wiggling toes. Teddy can't help letting out a quiet snort as he watches them; he definitely gets the hint, so he'll keep his hands at that spot for now.]

[Mmm, excellent, hint received. Billy settles back down, though his arms reach out over his head, body stretching cat-like. A comparison aptly used, as a matter of fact- if he had the capability to do so, he'd definitely be purring right now.]

I dunno... think of all the trouble I could get into if I was left here on my own.

What, even knowing I was on a quest to get us some quality entertainment? You can stay out of trouble for that, right?

[Jeez, he almost expects Billy to start purring, or to grow cat ears or knead his hands or something. Which means he ought to pay attention to that spot a little more, at least a minute longer, before moving downward again.]

Mm... I dunno...

[Billy's voice his distant, almost like he's drifting- not exactly sleepy, but definitely satisfied. He's not paying that much attention to what's being said, caught up in the pleasure of the much-needed footrub (and Teddy's magic fingers, of course).]

If you left, I'd miss you... you're the best quality, um...

[Train of thought: derailed.]

[Teddy stays quiet for a moment, waiting for Billy to finish that sentence, before he glances up with a raised eyebrow.]

I think 'entertainment' is the word you're looking for. [And then he shrugs, his hands moving back up now that he's reached the heel.] Well, at least I know I'm not boring you to tears.

I was bored to tears before you got here. If you left me again I'd definitely cry.

[The tone is mild, but multi-faceted; outwardly he's still talking about the joke of Teddy being with the Malnosso, but inwardly...

...yeah, the thought of being trapped here alone is something he hasn't forgotten, a fear that is ever-present in this place. With Teddy being here for as long as he has now, it's faded to background noise, but any time he sees that someone's been sent home, he can't relax until a quick locating spell reassures him that his boyfriend and brother are still with him.]

[Teddy's movements slow a little as he glances up again, examining his boyfriend's expression and the tone of his voice. Mm... He might be going along with the joke still, but...

As he slides his thumb along the bottom of Billy's foot, Teddy lifts it up to press a tender kiss against it, eyes shut and a little smile still on his face. After that, he lowers it to pamper it with his magic fingers some more.]

Same goes for you, too.

[Billy's quiet for a moment, eyes closed, his head turned and face partially buried against his pillow, just letting the words sink in.

Then, after a pause, he pushes against the sheets to sit up a bit, lifting a brow.]

...Did I just get a prince to kiss my feet?

[This is too serious- he wants to keep up the casual atmosphere, and this topic is treading too close to the line.]

[Teddy lifts a brow in return, then lets out a quiet laugh while ducking his head, the faintest of pink on his cheeks as he tries not to let his humility show.]

Billy... [It's still so weird to him. He's never been royalty, he was always just some odd kid who tried to fit in. Now he's some prince? A rather bad prince at that.

But in retaliation, he suddenly glances up with a smirk.]

I can do more than that. [He says as he lifts up Billy's foot again to give his big toe a playful nip.]

[A humble prince? As if he wasn't endearing enough already. Billy keeps himself propped up, his lips curving into a smirk much like that of his boyfriend. It's better like this- light, easy, fun. It's better when Teddy's smile is genuine instead of consoling or worried.]

Bring it on, your majesty.

If you keep that up, I'll have to shift a crown on my head.

[The words are muffled at best thanks to the toe between his teeth, and he's more joking than anything, seeing how that blush on his cheeks fights back his shifting defenses; he could easily make a crown, just as he could make himself appear to be wearing clothes, but actually wearing one would just feel. Weird.

So instead of following through with his comment, Teddy instead pokes at Billy's toe with his tongue, brows lifting and thumb tapping lightly against the bottom of his foot. Should he really keep going with this, or go back to the nice foot massage?]

I could magic one up for you. Christmas is coming, after all...

[Billy shivers at the feel of Teddy's tongue on him, biting on his lower lip, his imagination making the gesture a hell of a lot more intimate than it already is. His fingers tighten in the blankets, watching the blond closely. Leave it to a lover to make something as simple as a massage... well, this.]

[... Well. That right there pretty much tells him that he should keep going.

Teddy can't really answer with his mouth occupied, so he doesn't respond for now; instead, he shuts his eyes, closes his lips around his toe, and gives it a gentle and teasing suck, the hand that was still massaging the other foot moving over to slide up his pants leg a little.

And with that done, he looks up at his boyfriend through his lashes, smirks again, then pulls away from his foot - it's probably super dirty, but whatever. Now he has something else in mind.]

I'd probably sooner play frisbee with it than wear it.

[Now that Billy's pants leg is rolled up, Teddy brushes his lips against his ankle, then further up the shin, until his lips brush against fabric and cease his journey.]

[He? Is so spoiled. So, so spoiled. And lucky, can't forget that. By the time Teddy gets halfway up to his knee his breath is quickening, and he lifts his free leg to slide his foot from Teddy's shoulder to his back, toes scraping over the fabric of his shirt. He licks his lips, wondering just how far they can take this with his leg in the state it's in - and with Ben's barbeque to attend later - but feeling like he'd rather not wind down now. Not when Teddy's got him all riled up.

Damn the man for being so fabulous even when he's biting someone's toes.]

H-ha...a crown frisbee, then. Maybe I should just get you a dog.

I actually wouldn't mind a dog.

[In fact he'd love a dog; Teddy's always wanted one, they could just never afford to feed another mouth while living comfortably like they did, nor was a small New York apartment the best home for a dog, especially a large one like Teddy would prefer.

But enough about dogs. Yes, they do have somewhere to go later, and yes, Billy's leg is still pretty injured, but they can do other things, right?

Like Teddy moving his lips to Billy's inner thigh and one hand up to rest over the front of his pants, where he flicks the zipper teasingly.]

Mm, jeez, B, it was just a foot massage... [Of course he knows he did a lot more than that.]

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[A dog, huh. Billy gives that a moment's thought, though certainly not a long moment, considering the distractions Teddy is giving him and his legs. Pets still aren't something he gives a lot of attention to, but considering how long they've been here now, maybe it's not an unreasonable thing to think about anymore...

Something for later. Right now Teddy's got a hand near his crotch and he feels like he's getting teased now. Somewhat frustrated, he reaches out to stroke his hair through Teddy's hair, gently at first, then getting himself a good handful to tug. It's not intended to be painful, just urgent.]

Shut up and come up here already.

[Teddy lets a quiet surprised noise, the movement pulling him up enough to be right in front of Billy's crotch, and he can't help letting out a snore. He's pretty sure this isn't what Billy meant, but he'll still tease enough to press a light kiss against the spot.]

And you call me impatient. [Now to actually follow through with that request by getting up on his hands and knees, then crawling upwards a couple paces before lowering himself enough to press a hungry kiss to Billy's lips, a slight flush to his cheeks as well. This is good, definitely good, and Teddy figures he can keep this up before moving on down to finish things off.]

You're always im-mmph-

[It's all he has the time to speak, because suddenly they're kissing, and all he can think is finally. He's been wanting to do that ever since Teddy got his tongue involved. His arms wind around Teddy's neck, pulling him closer and eagerly opening up to the kiss. He's pretty sure he knows what his boyfriend was intending to do next, and he figures they ought to have some reciprocity first- before he does something selfish like doze off.]

[Teddy lets out a small, pleased sound in the kiss once Billy pulls him down, and thanks to that, he lowers himself enough to press his body against his boyfriend's, particularly his hips once he's sure they're aligned. Yup, talking's over. He moves one arm to balance his weight above Billy's head, the other sliding down until it's against Billy's hip and moving under the waistline of his pants, desperate to touch some skin now that things are getting more heated.

... And yeah, he'd rather you not doze off either, Billy.]

[Oh are they- oh. Oh.

Okay.

Billy groans softly into the kiss, one hand sliding up to sift through Teddy's hair as his hips lift to meet the other boy's. When he feels a hand brush past his pants, he inhales somewhat shakily, moving his unoccupied hand to tug Teddy's shirt upwards to expose the blond's back. If bare skin is on the menu, he's game to enjoy it as well.]

[The feel of Billy's hand against his bare back makes Teddy let out a quiet groan into the kiss. Okay then. He pulls back to break the kiss, only to tilt his head to whisper in Billy's ear, first with sweet nothings as he slides his hand from Billy's pants to under his shirt instead, and then he ends up whispering rather dirty nothings instead, punctuating it with a push of his hips.

Yes, he knows, somewhat hazily, that they can't go all the way, don't really have the time for it. But damn, he can definitely still tease about it, especially since this is pretty much the only time he ever really wants to talk like this.]

[Billy's fingers scrape lightly over the skin of Teddy's back, both feet pressed against the bed to brace himself as he lifts his hips to rub against the blond. This is starting to make him seriously consider being late to the barbeque, because- well, because. The words Teddy's whispering in his ear are only goading him on, and he tilts his head to nibble roughly against his boyfriend's neck. He doesn't really care if it won't leave any marks- he just really wants to keep up the contact right now.]

...mm- ...'m gonna wash your mouth out... with soap, Altman...

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