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[Voice/Action] Forward-dated to the afternoon of the 9th
[He should have seen this coming- it's like it's some kind of retaliation for what he'd done on Teddy's birthday. He still manages to be surprised when Teddy shoos him out of the apartment some time after breakfast on the 9th, barely given time to grab his coat and stuff his laptop into a bag before he's been officially banished from his own home.
...Well then. Looks like he's in the wind today. First things first: while he isn't usually the type to announce this kind of thing, thanks to having the afternoon to himself (whereas usually his birthday is filled with doting parents and obnoxious little brothers vying for attention) he's feeling indulgent enough to go for it, and he remembers something in particular...]
Okay- first of all, question for everybody. Now that I know about that whole... Valentine's Day thing that's supposed to happen every year, does anyone know how to avoid it? Or should I just lock myself in my room for a few days and hope for the best?
And second, to the X-Men? If the team training is still on for today, it's probably safe to go ahead and assume I won't make it. I'm allowed to have plans on my birthday. But happy birthday to Logan whenever he gets back- 180 is a pretty big landmark, right?
[Hopefully he won't get killed for that one, but he just couldn't help himself. Even if the accuracy of that number is questionable.
The rest of the afternoon will be spent in the following ways: goofing off in the Battle Dome with some self-indulgent hologram scenarios blatantly ripped out of Star Trek, wasting time in Seventh Heaven with excessive amounts of coffee and his laptop like a proper teenage hipster, and then, when his battery's running dry, returning to building #5 to bully Teddy into feeding the laptop's power cord under the door, at which point he'll be curled up on the floor outside his apartment playing Minecraft or something while he waits for his boyfriend to finish... whatever he's doing in there.]
...Well then. Looks like he's in the wind today. First things first: while he isn't usually the type to announce this kind of thing, thanks to having the afternoon to himself (whereas usually his birthday is filled with doting parents and obnoxious little brothers vying for attention) he's feeling indulgent enough to go for it, and he remembers something in particular...]
Okay- first of all, question for everybody. Now that I know about that whole... Valentine's Day thing that's supposed to happen every year, does anyone know how to avoid it? Or should I just lock myself in my room for a few days and hope for the best?
And second, to the X-Men? If the team training is still on for today, it's probably safe to go ahead and assume I won't make it. I'm allowed to have plans on my birthday. But happy birthday to Logan whenever he gets back- 180 is a pretty big landmark, right?
[Hopefully he won't get killed for that one, but he just couldn't help himself. Even if the accuracy of that number is questionable.
The rest of the afternoon will be spent in the following ways: goofing off in the Battle Dome with some self-indulgent hologram scenarios blatantly ripped out of Star Trek, wasting time in Seventh Heaven with excessive amounts of coffee and his laptop like a proper teenage hipster, and then, when his battery's running dry, returning to building #5 to bully Teddy into feeding the laptop's power cord under the door, at which point he'll be curled up on the floor outside his apartment playing Minecraft or something while he waits for his boyfriend to finish... whatever he's doing in there.]
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[Teddy glances down at Billy before he looks ahead again, then makes a gentle turn around a building. There's a lopsided grin on his face due to Billy teasing his Hulkling wings; they're not as sensitive as his Luceti wings, but considering all the subtle currents of the wind he has to feel against them? Yeah, they're pretty sensitive anyway.]
What, stay as Hulking 'til we get to bed? [Not that he's actually Hulkling right now, but hey, Billy's half asleep. Might as well indulge.]
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[It's something of a non-committal answer, and the mention of their bed brings to mind a very different idea, one that might be easily predicted by the way his mouth is suddenly busy (albeit sleepily) against Teddy's neck beneath the blanket.]
When we get there... hn... gonna rip these clothes off, kay...
[In his sleep-deprived head, he totally thinks he has the energy for some fun- and after the evening that Teddy gave him, he's pretty sure his boyfriend is due for a little pampering. Which he'll most definitely be awake for.]
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[Of course, Teddy knows for sure that Billy's not even going to last that long. Maybe tomorrow, just to add on to all the birthday fun, but definitely not tonight. This morning. Right. Even if Billy were awake, now Teddy's tired. Better to do it when they're both energized. (Can Billy even rip Teddy's clothes off? ... Huh. That image is really - nope, not going there.)
... Not that he's stopping Billy from doing sloppy things to his neck. That feels pretty nice, okay.]
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[Teeth have officially been introduced to the equation. He's also sucking lazily on the patch of skin between Teddy's collar and cheekbone, like he's determined to leave the most ineffective hickey ever.]
You should... nn... best idea. Best idea. You should... hulk-out when we do it.
[He probably sounds half-stoned at this point, mumbling vaguely against the blond's neck.]
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that suddenly shoot open when Billy makes that suggestion.
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... What?
[Did he hear that right - no way. Hulk-out during - no way. Hulkling is for intimidation, for fighting, not for... for that. It'd be so much easier to hurt Billy like that, and -
And... okay. Billy pretty much sounds like he's drifting off, so he's probably lucid dreaming or something. That makes more sense. Teddy relaxes at that, not even realizing that he'd tensed out of surprise, and focuses on what's ahead again. Their apartment shouldn't be too far away now.]
That, um... sure is an idea, yeah. [And maybe - no, no. Not a best idea. Not even a good idea. Nope nope nope.]
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No, no. Best idea. Best.
[Bite. Just because the hickey won't stay doesn't mean he isn't going to try his damnedest to keep it there. And the noises he's making between words are practically purrs. If this is lucid dreaming, it's a good dream.]
Promise? You can't... back out later, 'kay...
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He at least gives a sharper little intake of breath at the bite, and that felt nice, but other than that - oooh no this conversation is driving into weird territory. Teddy glances off to the side as if he's unsure, and when he looks ahead - oh thank god, there's the apartment.
And the window's closed. Right, probably one of the flatmates who saw the window open and didn't realize the boys went out flying. Oh well. He can get over that problem easily, when he gets close enough.]
I think you should ask me tomorrow when you're actually more awake, but sure, I promise. [He's pretty sure Billy won't remember this anyway, so what's the harm? Something to laugh about later, anyway.]
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[Yeah, Teddy knew Billy wouldn't even make it to the bed.
Once he gets close enough to the window, he shifts another arm to open it up, flies in, then closes it once more before pulling that limb in again. After that, it's only a matter of time before he's got them both in bed, though he raises an eyebrow at the blanket Billy has wrapped around him like a cocoon. Teddy sure would like to get under that with him and cuddle with him like that, but he's pretty sure he can't extract that blanket without waking Billy up too...
So, he lets out a quiet snort before he gets under the covers of the bed, though he still snuggles up close enough to rest his forehead against Billy's shoulder and shut his eyes.]
Night, Billy.
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insert chiming music of sleeping at an inn hereBy the time Billy starts to wake up again, the morning sun is already filtering through the window, and he's untangled himself during the night to re-tangle himself around Teddy, with the blanket twisted around the both of them. He stirs tiredly, feeling not quite rested, but not entirely comfortable, either. Almost like-
...ah.
Yeah, he's totally woken up horny. Making a faint, muffled sound of discomfort, he shifts his body even closer to Teddy's, soaking up the warmth of his bed partner and sliding his arms around Teddy's abdomen, hands brushing over the front of his pajamas. His head is nestled in the crook of Teddy's neck and shoulders, and he's content to leave it there until Teddy wakes up.]
[Action] lol should we we warn for NSFW now
That is, until the hands brushing over his front continue to do so. It keeps causing a soft little tingling sensation in the nerves there, and eventually it stirs him out of sleep and makes him wake up groggily, though enough to recognize that yes, he's being touched, and rather nicely, and yes, that person's head in on his shoulder, and there's really only one person who'd be doing this.]
Mm, Billy...? [It's a little hard to turn his head like this, so he glances sidelong at him while his own fingers brush against Billy's wrist. Is he doing what he thinks he's doing...?]
[Action] now I can't tag at work anymore
G'morning...
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Morning. [Now that Billy's hands are ducked under his shirt and doing delightful things to his skin, Teddy decides to slide his fingers up Billy's arm, stroking the upper part in a languid fashion.] What's gotten into you?
[Action] /DOING IT ANYWAY
His hands are still moving as well, one sliding up Teddy's chest, the other dipping lower, brushing over the edge of Teddy's pajama pants.]
It's... mm. It's a good morning.
[He bites down gently on a lobe, fingers teasing the waistband.]
I kinda want to make it better...
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Teddy lets out a quiet chuckle, his eyes shutting to enjoy the sensations against his skin and his ears. And of course, thanks to all of that, he can feel heat gather gather under his stomach, and he shifts his legs a little as a result.]
S'an early morning. 'n we've both got morning breath.
[Not that he's complaining, with the way he's slowly moving back to press his back against Billy's chest and let their hips push together.]
You sure you wanna?
[Action] I am unstoppable
Billy shuffles a bit closer to get his crotch spooning comfortably against Teddy's ass, nudging his leg between Teddy's and brushing his toes just below the blond's calves. His hand slips down a few inches before lifting up again, the movement pointedly teasing, but still not terribly energetic. He's getting there, but it's a slow, languid motion.]
I can't smell morning breath from this position...
[His hips move, a casually firm grind that should be answer enough to the question.]
[Action] you got da power
[Teddy lets out a quiet, breathy, pleased sound, his hand moving to hold Billy's hip, the grip clumsy at first due to grogginess, but soon finding a firmer one. He's climbing out of the haze of sleep as well, slowly but surely. His other hand, previously trapped awkwardly below him, twists up to grip below the pillow while he moves his own hips, trying to grind down against Billy's leg as well as his hips.
The half of his brain coming out of its sleepy daze is telling him that there are far too many clothes, while the part that's still asleep is saying that he's too lazy to get their clothes off. In a moment, he'll surely decide on one or the other.]
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[The hand at Teddy's stomach slides down again, further this time and getting under the band of his underwear, the very tips of his fingers brushing between his legs. They inch forward bit by bit, almost stroking.
And then he stops.]
Unless you'd rather go back to sleep.
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Really, Kaplan? Really?
And he nearly turns his head to give him that deadpan look, but, well. Morning breath.]
Billy, have I given any sort of indication that I want to go back to sleep? See, I'm even pronouncing everything correctly. I'm wide awake. I'm fine. Keep going?
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...Mm... if you insist.
[He does indulge the order once that's out, his hand moving low again, grinding his palm to Teddy's crotch, and he presses his lips to the spot where he'd laughed, trailing kisses along the curve of Teddy's shoulderblades. Is this a good enough start for you, bf?]
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But yes, yes, that is a good enough start. Teddy lets his eyes drift shut again as he rocks his hips as best as he can at this angle, arching slightly into Billy's hand and then pushing back against his hips. He laughs quietly, though shakily, and slides his hand up Billy's hip, only to move back down again, this time to slip it under his pajama pants and feel the skin there.]
... You know... unless you want to sleep.
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[No mercy, Altman. And no patience on Billy's end, either- considering his free hand is headed downwards as well, trying to drag his pants off. There's a moment's pause as he reconsiders, then he reaches back to drag the blanket back overtop of them before resuming his ministrations. He's all for pampering the hell out of his boyfriend, but he wants to do so while snuggly and comfortable in the warmth of their bed. Sex isn't particularly fun with (literally) cold feet.]
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With the temperature already warming due to their shared body heat and the blanket over them, Teddy decides that pants, at least, must come off, now. He pushes the side of Billy's pajama pants down as much as he can without cheating, which is about down to his thigh, before he gives up on that and works on pulling down his own pants. Much easier than reaching back and trying to do so blindly.]
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[Billy's voice is muffled, pressed tightly to Teddy's neck again, trailing a line along the side of it. With Teddy taking care of his own pants, he slides a hand back up Teddy's chest, dragging the shirt upwards, trying to get it as far up as he can without interrupting the blond's movements.
It's all a bit slow and clumsy, doing it backwards and without being able to see, but he doesn't really mind; with the way he's moving, it's like he has all the time in the world.]
We better- hn- have stuff in the drawer. Don't wanna get up.
["Stuff", he says. So elegant, Kaplan.]
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Teddy's kind of slow with getting the pants off himself, though he still manages it, and ends up working it off with his feet while he reaches over, trying to do so without shifting or moving much, to open the drawer and peek inside. He probably has to dislodge Billy from his neck to do that, but he can always latch on again when Teddy comes back.
And before he does, he works his shirt off of the shoulder against the bed, now that it's lifted up, and then settles down again, allowing Billy to get rid of the rest as he holds up both lube and a condom over his shoulder.]
No need to fear, stuff is here.
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