[Playfully dismissive, his body shifting subtly in response to the movement of Teddy's hands, letting him know just what feels good and what feels great. And Teddy knows his body well by now, where to touch and where to avoid, where to be gentle and where to manhandle. He just needs to relearn it with different-sized hands, that's all, just as Billy has to discover the sweet spots of Hulkling's body, where the armored skin is sensitive and where it might hurt to bite and claw in the throes of what they're building towards. And they've both got plenty of time for that.
First things first, though: he can't touch skin that's still covered up. The hand on Teddy's zipper starts to slide back down his chest, dragging the metal downwards with it, slowly revealing more green. He's seen Hulkling shirtless before as well, but it doesn't happen often, so he's content to take it slow and enjoy the view while he can. All those muscles built on top of one another, a broad chest at least three times the size of his own, arms that could engulf him entirely and instead comfortably box him in against the blond's body. He'd never ask Teddy to be anyone but himself, but he considers himself more than fortunate that Teddy can be two versions of himself, so he can experience this.
It's why he can't take Teddy's nervousness as seriously as he probably should; how can he be worried when this makes him feel so safe?]
[action, february 23rd]
[Playfully dismissive, his body shifting subtly in response to the movement of Teddy's hands, letting him know just what feels good and what feels great. And Teddy knows his body well by now, where to touch and where to avoid, where to be gentle and where to manhandle. He just needs to relearn it with different-sized hands, that's all, just as Billy has to discover the sweet spots of Hulkling's body, where the armored skin is sensitive and where it might hurt to bite and claw in the throes of what they're building towards. And they've both got plenty of time for that.
First things first, though: he can't touch skin that's still covered up. The hand on Teddy's zipper starts to slide back down his chest, dragging the metal downwards with it, slowly revealing more green. He's seen Hulkling shirtless before as well, but it doesn't happen often, so he's content to take it slow and enjoy the view while he can. All those muscles built on top of one another, a broad chest at least three times the size of his own, arms that could engulf him entirely and instead comfortably box him in against the blond's body. He'd never ask Teddy to be anyone but himself, but he considers himself more than fortunate that Teddy can be two versions of himself, so he can experience this.
It's why he can't take Teddy's nervousness as seriously as he probably should; how can he be worried when this makes him feel so safe?]