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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.]

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... Heh.

[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.

[~~insert chiming music of sleeping at an inn here~~

By 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.]

[Teddy is a heavy sleeper, so the warmth and the pressure aren't really noticed yet. They're always tangled with each other during the night anyway, so his body just mistakes it for that and rests on for another minute.

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...?]

[Billy is still in the process of waking himself up, but that doesn't stop him from moving, his hands slowly working their way downwards until they reach the base of Teddy's shirt, then back up again, this time under the material so his hands are brushing against skin. He tilts his head up a bit, lips at first pressing against Teddy's ear, then nibbling a bit, his movements lazy but definitely affectionate.]

G'morning...

[The grin Teddy gives thanks to all that is lazy in nature, and is soon interrupted by a huge yawn. One that's also interrupted by a noise due to Billy's nibbling against his ear, and he shuts his mouth soon after, another sleepy smile playing on his lips.]

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?

[The nibbling persists, with a bit of added tongue along the edge of Teddy's ear, hitting all the right spots. He can't help having a fixation on all those earrings, really...

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...

[... Haha, wow. Horny while falling asleep and horny upon waking up. Damn, Billy.

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?

[Maybe he just had a lot of nice dreams.

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.]

Edited (that was a run-on sentence what) 2013-02-15 05:47 (UTC)

Ha... fair enough. You're still completely ridiculous.

[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.]

I'm okay with being ridiculous. 'Specially if it means I can do this.

[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.

[Teddy freezes at that, eyes opening wide to stare at the wall.

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?

[Billy doesn't seem particularly bothered or put out by his bossy boyfriend, instead setting free a muffled laugh against the back of Teddy's neck.]

...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?]

[Not bossy, merely... impatient.

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.

Uh-uh. You don't get to toss that line at me when you were the one with second-guesses.

[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.]

I was kind of - hnn... hoping you'd say that. And do that. [As Billy pulls the blanket over them both, at least. With his boyfriend's toes brushing his calves, he could feel them starting to get cold, and that's never a fun feeling, especially during sex.

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.]

Mmph. Shirts too-

[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.]

[Elegance is lost in the face of snuggly, lazy sex, ok ok.

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.

[Screw elegance. But he'd rather screw Teddy.

As soon as the blond is back up against him, Billy latches on to his neck again, nibbling and teasing with his tongue while one hand slides up to snag the offered condom and tube. The other is still busy at Teddy's groin, stroking more eagerly now that he has room to move. He's not going too quickly, though- it would be a shame to finish before they've even started, after all.]

'm gonna top. Okay?

[He gives Teddy's shoulder a nudge, trying to get him to lie more flatly on his front while he holds the condom in his mouth and fusses with his own pajamas. He's not really waiting for an answer since he seriously doubts that Teddy would refuse at this point- the question is honestly more of a formality.]

Kind of figured... ha...

[The nudge to his shoulder makes him groan, both in anticipation for what's to come and reluctance, since moving would mean getting away from all the wonderful things Billy's hand is doing to him.

But soon enough, the anticipation gets to him, and he pushes himself up on his arm to get the rest of his shirt off, then leans over to lie on his front, his legs shifting under him to lift his hips and give Billy more access, and his forehead resting against his wrist while his free hand grips the sheets beneath him lightly. Better to hold on to that than the headboard, like one of the first times he was on the receiving end and ended up breaking the stupid thing.

... This position is kind of embarrassing to just hang out in so hurry up Billyyyyy]

[Who's eager now? :|

Billy can sense his impatience, though - he'd know even without the little hints, it's just part of who Teddy is, after all - and can't help a little huff of laughter against his back, between teeth clenched around a condom wrapper. He keeps one hand stroking, and there's a clicking sound as the lube is opened; a moment later he nuzzles his head against Teddy's, murmuring something incoherent into his hair as he eases a slickened finger around Teddy's entrance, nudging in to start to prep him.]

[The finger at his entrance makes Teddy let in a quiet gasp, then let it out in a long breath as the weird sensation fades; if there's one good thing about being on the bottom, it's that both his healing power and his shifting come into play, almost entirely on their own and without his control. So, this step usually doesn't take as long as it would if Billy were in his position.

It all makes Teddy eager as ever, especially with the way he pushes his hips into the ministrations that Billy's other hand is giving him. Unfortunately, there's not much he can do for his boyfriend in this position, other than to move his hand from the sheets to tangle into Billy's hair and breathe out his name, his lips parted as if he knows he can't even try to muffle the quiet noises that escape.]

[It's easy to feel the difference, with Teddy's abilities; he'd been cautious at first, not wanting to go too quickly and hurt the shapeshifter, but he's quickly learned that the ability to change one's body at will makes the preparation much easier on both of them. Not that he doesn't still enjoy it to some extent, mind. There's something exhilarating and empowering about making Teddy wait for it, feeling his body shift and squirm against his hands, listening to the sounds he makes in anticipation for the next step. It isn't often that Billy gets to feel powerful without his magic, and doing this gives him that rare opportunity, so he likes to indulge in it a little. Especially when it's with someone as strong as Teddy.

He knows not to wait too long, and even he can't hold back his own urges very well, especially since he'd been itching for a bit of action even in his dreams, apparently, so when he feels that the both of them have had enough, he withdraws his hand from Teddy's erection to grab the condom package, letting his teeth tear it carefully and shifting back only long enough to roll it on. He's back on track a scant second later, pressing close- pressing in- with his body tight against Teddy's, lips on the back of his neck.]

[As soon as Billy starts to press into him, Teddy bites his lower lip and presses his forehead against his wrist, his other hand finding its way to the sheets again to grip into them. Yes, he likes to take control often, and he loves to take care of Billy, doing all the work and letting him love every second. But sometimes he just wants to be dominated, and Billy is quite good at that when he wants to take control. He's forward, achingly teasing and knows all the right places to touch, and it's arousing and attractive to Teddy in different ways.

Once Billy's buried to the hilt, Teddy lets out the breath he was holding in a shaky exhale, his hands alternating between relaxing and clenching while he gets used to the feeling. He tries not to shift into it, lest he gives too much space and thus makes it not as good for Billy, and so this part takes a little more time.

But his healing factor is still playing a role here. So really, it still doesn't take long for him to let out a weak, shaky chuckle, and for him to squeeze his muscles around Billy; if he can't touch him or kiss him the way he wants, by god, he'll find some way to pour attention onto his boyfriend.]

I think... hnn... you're good to go.

[Billy's already panting, his breath hot and quick at Teddy's back, feeling the weight of those muscles around his erection and dying to move. He'd never rush - Teddy has the patience for this, and it takes longer with him, so what right does he have to complain? - but every time he does this, he gains a new appreciation for his boyfriend's self-control. It's hard to do this when you really just want to go at it.

Waiting gives him another round of watching Teddy respond to him, so as hard as it is, he focuses on that, one hand braced against the bed, the other curved around the blond's waist, supporting him and brushing his fingers against the curls of hair below his waist, teasing and offering a taste of what's to come. And when Teddy gives his permission, he lets those fingers slide down, wrapping around his length as he withdraws and starts to move.

...God, but this never gets old. Teddy's power offer them both an impressive balance between tightness and comfort, and every time they switch over like this, it just seems to get better.]

Ha... you're getting really good at... shifting...

[Teddy lets out a noise that sounds like a snort and a moan between his little gasps of breath thanks to what Billy said, and he ducks his head to cover the grin on his face, both from the pleasure that's starting to grow and from humor.]

Like to think I'm... pretty g-good at... ah...

[Whatever else he was going to say is just gone out of his head, his mind hazy from the sex as it is and the hand wrapped around him and making it even better, and he hangs his mouth open, taking in deep breaths and letting them out in breathy, quiet moans between thrusts. If there's yet another difference between Billy and Teddy in this position, it's that Teddy's much quieter than Billy. Oh, he still makes noises, and he still thoroughly enjoys it, but he certainly doesn't let two other apartments know it (and Billy definitely would, if it weren't for the soundproof barrier).]

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