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Hey, ah... Vision - I mean, Jonas - of the Young Avengers got sent home. Sorry, if you knew him.

[Why is he always full of bad news? Ugh... let’s try to be less depressing for a while.]

There’s something else I wanted to talk about today: since I got here almost a year ago I’ve noticed how there’s this huge range of cultural norms across the multiverse- which makes sense, different worlds have different standards, I get it. People who are accepted in one world aren’t tolerated in another. Luceti’s kind of an anomaly, where there’s really not much, if any prejudice. I mean, there’s the whole Malnosso versus Us mentality, but that’s because of what they do, not what they are. Basically what I’m saying is that I think that’s great, and I want to do my part to keep encouraging that universal acceptance here for the people who might not be able to get it back where they come from, open up discussions to people who might not be sure about who or what they are, um...

Okay, this is a really roundabout way of saying I want to start an LGBT club. If you don’t know what that means, here’s a breakdown:

[Below is a jotted list-

L = Lesbian = girls attracted to girls
G = Gay = guys attracted to guys
B = Bisexual = guys and girls attracted to BOTH guys and girls
T = Transgender = People who feel like they were born in the body of the wrong gender (or genderfluid)
*Q = Questioning = Anyone not sure about the above or if they apply

And then it returns to voice.]

Those are really oversimplified, and there's still a lot of other words people use to define themselves, but you get the gist of it. I’d really like to meet up with anyone who matches any those descriptions, or feels like they might, or are just curious about it. I’m gonna put up some posters with suggested meeting times and places, but if you have any questions or just want to talk about it, you can use the journal (it’s okay to be anonymous!) or come right to the school. I’ve got a table set up and I’ll be here pretty much all day. I don't know if this is going to go anywhere, but it's worth a shot, right?

One last thing- we’re looking to make this a safe place, so if you plan to come just to make fun of people: we have a Hulk.

[And true to his word, Billy will be at the school, curled up in a chair at a plain table littered with papers. He’s designing posters and doodling various symbols to use for logos. Come bother him if you like?]

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[Teddy's posture relaxes when Billy does that, a long sigh coming out of him. That right there feels especially nice, and Teddy's sure that if he were laying down, Billy could make him fall asleep just from doing that for a few minutes. The touch is so light that Teddy doesn't quite register all of it, so the colors come up more in patches in the areas where it's easier to feel Billy's fingers brush his feathers. He could cheat and just fill in the rest of the path, but it's test for him too, one that Billy's helping him with.]

Only going away when I fall asleep... I like that.

...As long as you don't fall asleep now. I know what this can do to you.

[Curious and impulsive, Billy pauses for a moment and then leans forward to press his face against the wings, kissing the spot between them gently, enjoying the way the soft feathers tickle his skin. He indulges himself for a dozen or so seconds before withdrawing to film what that just accomplished, if anything.]

[Teddy deems it necessary to only answer that with an amused snort; yeah, he remembers falling asleep on Billy's lap a few times when his boyfriend decided to do that to him.

And that - mm, that just made a warm, tingling sensation spread from his wings and across his back, making him give a weak little shiver and a quiet, affectionate chuckle. When Billy pulls away, well...

It's not the most romantic mark he's made, considering it looks a lot like a face print in an almost Rorschach sort of fashion. Hey, Teddy felt pressure there, and that's where he made colors appear. But after a few seconds, he lets the pattern stretch into swirls until they reach the other side of his wings, and then fade out completely.]

[Billy pauses for a while, lightly stroking his fingers through the feathers at the edge of Teddy's wings, no longer making patterns as he's too preoccupied with watching the pattern shift, change, and eventually fade. He'd been amused at first, almost laughing at how ridiculous it had looked, but as it changed, his expression shifts into something much softer.

There's a gentle whirring sound as he stops the camera's recording, and then a light pressure against the back of Teddy's neck as he leans in once more to press a tender kiss against the exposed skin, arms winding around his shoulders from behind.]

You're a real artist, you know that?

[For a moment Teddy lets a mark stay on his neck, something of a lipstick stain from where Billy kissed him. But he lets that fade soon enough, and his wings shift back into their mockingbird pattern as he holds Billy's arms in place and glances sidelong at him.]

Hey, if anyone's the real artist between the two of us, it's you. You're the one who gets it all on paper. [And in art galleries, for that matter.] I'm just cheating with my powers here.

I don't remember anyone complaining about me using my magic to make all those statues at the mansion. Besides, it's not easy, right? Not just anybody could pull this off.

[He gives Teddy's chest a little prod.]

Too much modesty is boring.

[Even with those comments, Teddy still shuts his eyes and lets a little smile play on his lips, just content with the feeling of being in the arms of the love of his life. Though that doesn't stop him from opening his eyes slightly and turning his head to get a better look at Billy.]

Are you calling me boring? [WOW BILLY RUDE.]

Only if you're particularly sensitive.

[Billy lowers his head again to nuzzle his nose over the tips of Teddy's feathers- where he knows that something is sensitive.]

[The action makes Teddy gently arch his back and tip his head backward slightly, almost like a cat stretching into something that feels particularly nice.]

Mm... cheater. You know just where I'm "particularly sensitive".

[Good thing the school's deserted right now- they're getting pretty PDA here.]

If I was really cheating I'd go straight to your biggest weakness.

[One hand slides a bit from Teddy's shoulder to rest on his chest, as if teasing its way down, though it doesn't go far.]

[Teddy finally opens his eyes to look down at the chest, one eyebrow raised, and then back at Billy with a teasing smirk on his face.]

Mr. Kaplan, are you trying to seduce me?

[In a school building, no less.]

Are you seduce-able?

[The fingers wiggle a little, tips tickling over his skin through the material of his shirt. Meanwhile his head lifts a bit from Teddy's wings, only the top half of it visible above the feathers. There's an obvious spark of mischief in his eyes.]

Depends.

[Yeah, he sees those mischievous eyes, and he returns it with an amused wary look of his own, mischief of his own barely hidden.]

You might have a harder time in a place like this. [He raises his eyebrows as if to silently ask if he's up the challenge, one hand lifting to trace his fingers along Billy's inner arm.]

Nothing's impossible when you've got magic on your side.

[Billy shivers slightly at the grazing fingers on his arm, finally lifting up enough to nudge his nose against Teddy's ear, lips brushing over the earrings, then nibbling gently. Finally, a whisper:]

I aim to misbehave.

[The attention earns a shiver of his own, and he shuts his eyes briefly to enjoy the sensations. Billy playing with his piercings like that always feels particularly nice, after all. At the whisper, Teddy opens his eyes slightly, a quiet chuckle escaping him.]

All right, Captain Reynolds. Maybe you're getting there.

[Billy doesn't respond immediately this time; he's too busy giving an earlobe - and a couple of the hoops - a good teasing suckle. He loves doing this, both for how Teddy responds to it and how the cool metal feels on his tongue. They are getting awfully close to dipping past a RG rating, which is about as far as they're allowed to go in the school entrance way.]

If you're that shy about it, I do know an invisibility spell now.

[Teddy almost shuts his eyes again, though he instead finds himself glancing towards the door - anyone could walk in, after all, especially since Billy invited people to come along. Yet he still bites his lower lip and moves his free hand up to brush his nails against the side of Billy's neck, both to encourage and to provide some stimulation as well.]

I hope that invisibility spell's got some kind of soundproofing. [Because he's not sure how someone would react to a chair that might occasionally scrape the floor or give heavy breathing or whatever noises they might make, even while trying to be quiet.]

Two spells at once, huh... now we're getting really fancy.

[He shifts a bit closer, mouth dropping from Teddy's ear to trail down his neck, letting what he can hear be enough of a warning in case he needs to pull back. They're close enough to the door that the sound of it opening would be a good warning.]

The guy's washroom is just around the corner, though. If you'd rather have some privacy.

[At this point he kind of would too.]

In that case, we won't be needing invisibility.

[Locking the doors is just as effective. And maybe some soundproofing anyway, just so that anyone who walks by won't know what they're doing.

He tilts his head to give his boyfriend more room to work, eyes drifting shut a bit against his will, and slides his hand up to thread his fingers through Billy's hair and grip lightly at the back.]

So what're we waiting for...?

One of us to stop, presumably.

[Another couple seconds of neck-nibbling, and Billy finally, reluctantly draws back, half-turning to face the table again. He snags a pencil and scribbles out a quick-and-dirty "back in 15 minutes" sign, though he does it with only one hand- the other is wound around Teddy's, fingers twined, reluctant to break full contact.

Once the sign is finished and on the table, he stands and starts tugging Teddy with him. Focusing on a spell during a make-out session sounds like way less fun than working around the thrill of getting caught.]

[Just before Billy drags him way, Teddy doodles a quick =) at the bottom of the sign, and he manages to not ruin the smile even when Billy tugs at his hand to get him moving. He can't help letting out a quiet little laugh when he's up and following his boyfriend; it's from the fact that Billy's so eager to pull him along, and also that they're doing something like this in a school. God, they're such teenagers.

Once they're in the restroom, Teddy pushes the door shut behind him, then presses his back against the door while his free hand moves the latch on the door, bolting it shut.]

Now... [He glances at Billy's lips, and his hand moves from the lock to the other's waist, just taking a quick few seconds before they inevitably get caught up in each other to take in his boyfriend's features and revel in it.]

[Billy's brows lift at the clicking of the lock, lips curving into a gentle, teasing smile. Teddy's doing that thing again, where he just looks and is so ridiculously sweet about it; he's always torn between embarrassment and pride when this happens, because he's not sure what Teddy sees in him but it's always a pleasure to see it in the other boy's eyes. He ducks his head a little under the scrutiny, hands lifting to curl in Teddy's shirt to keep him close, a light blush crossing his cheeks. God, they haven't even started, and he already feels like they've been at it for an hour.

Damn Teddy and the effect he has on him.]

Now. Should we be setting a timer? I don't trust our self-control...

[Teddy raises his own eyebrows at that, winding his other arm around Billy's waist to edge his hand under his shirt, fingers tracing along his bare back. It's always so nice when Billy actually sees what Teddy's feeling, what with Teddy himself relying more on actions than on words, and when Billy becomes the shy one because of it rather than Teddy. Honestly, he could spend the rest of their fifteen minutes just like this and be perfectly happy.

But, well. They did come in here for a reason. He leans in closer, enough to gently bump his forehead against Billy's.]

We didn't exactly bring a timer with us. Besides... [Teddy moves his head down, enough to press a few kisses to Billy's jawline, then down to his neck.] If you think about it... we've got plenty of time.

[Depends on when someone sees the sign and if they'll really be looking at the time, etc etc.]

Mm... not like I can stop time or anything...

[His fingers tighten a little, eyes closing, finding it a little difficult to focus on conversation with Teddy doing that to his neck. After a long moment - and a muffled groan - he manages to slide his hands up to wind around the blond's neck, fingers toying with the soft strands of hair at his nape. He licks his lips, edging closer and tucking a knee between Teddy's legs; they've always fit so neatly together like this.]

Or- well, maybe I could. But we'd probably get in trouble...

Stopping time is... probably shooting a little too far, B.

[Not that he doesn't think Billy can do it; on the contrary, it's because he knows he can do it. And getting drunk on power is always the first step to being a butthead about it, so Teddy likes to gently remind him even if they're joking around.

That's a little far from his mind though, considering how he pushes Billy's collar aside to press his lips against the exposed flesh, then adds teeth to the equation, working on a mark that can easily be hidden by his shirt. The hand at Billy's hip brushes its way around the hem of his pants, and the tips of his fingers deep below it once they reach his belly button.]

This is way more fun, anyway. And... if someone comes by ten minutes later, they're going to think... they still have fifteen minutes to wait. [Bite.]

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