[He'd been worried that his movement had spooked Teddy into worrying too much or offering to stop again, and the lack of enthusiasm just makes Billy kiss him harder until he feels that second wind return and his boyfriend kiss with full abandon. And that's the courage boost that Billy needs to slide up a little more, spreading his legs to either side of Teddy's hips and finally breaking the kiss to straighten up, aligning their bodies.
With one hand braced on Teddy's chest for balance, and the other between his legs to guide Teddy's erection, he slowly, carefully begins to sink down upon it.
The difference is obvious almost immediately; his body very nearly rejects the sensation, trapped between and eager desire for satisfaction and the instinctive warning bells of how it feels wrong, wrong, because it doesn't feel like Teddy, it's too big to be Teddy, and Teddy's the only one who's allowed to enter him like this. It's a battle of wills for a few prolonged moments, as his eyes clench and he silently urges his muscles to relax. Inch by inch, he's getting there, and while it isn't the most comfortable fit, it isn't unbearable, either. It's almost nostalgic, actually- to that first time they'd done this, even in human form, how his body had needed to adjust.
It's no different this time. It's no different because it's still Teddy, it's still the love of his life, and beneath the discomfort and the slight burn of stretching muscles to their upper limits he can still feel it, that incredible, breathtaking sensation of being filled.
[action, february 23rd]
With one hand braced on Teddy's chest for balance, and the other between his legs to guide Teddy's erection, he slowly, carefully begins to sink down upon it.
The difference is obvious almost immediately; his body very nearly rejects the sensation, trapped between and eager desire for satisfaction and the instinctive warning bells of how it feels wrong, wrong, because it doesn't feel like Teddy, it's too big to be Teddy, and Teddy's the only one who's allowed to enter him like this. It's a battle of wills for a few prolonged moments, as his eyes clench and he silently urges his muscles to relax. Inch by inch, he's getting there, and while it isn't the most comfortable fit, it isn't unbearable, either. It's almost nostalgic, actually- to that first time they'd done this, even in human form, how his body had needed to adjust.
It's no different this time. It's no different because it's still Teddy, it's still the love of his life, and beneath the discomfort and the slight burn of stretching muscles to their upper limits he can still feel it, that incredible, breathtaking sensation of being filled.
By Teddy.
Oh god.]