[The first pause due to Billy's internal battle of wills had Teddy move his hands, trusting his partner to balance himself for the time being, to slide up and down Billy's slides in a slow, soothing fashion - it's a quiet motion, yet gentle and intimate, everything about it telling his boyfriend that he's here, it's him, it's okay. And once Billy starts to move downward again, Teddy's hands return to their place on his hips, and he can't help letting his gaze catch on the sight of his own erection sinking into Billy, thighs and stomach clad in form fitting spandex, the red of Wiccan's cape spilling into his vision.
The sight alone is amazing, but the sensation is even more so; with Teddy like this, Billy feels that much tighter, like it really was the first time they'd done this. The extra lube makes him feel hot and wet and slick, but still tight and overwhelming and - different. Very different, and yet not different at all.
It all makes his eyes, deep deep forest green as they are, to lid heavily as he buries himself within his boyfriend, and he tips his head back to breathe deeply, a ragged sort of quality to it. Once Billy's fully seated on him, Teddy sets his jaw and tightens his grip a little on Billy's hips, because god, god, he wants to move. He really, really wants to move.
But this part - Every part of this is important, crucial, and Teddy knows he has to wait, especially with this part. He opens his eyes enough to look up at his boyfriend, and though he'd like to keep his hands exactly where they are, he instead moves them up, smearing across Billy's chest until he reaches his face, where one hand rests against the side of his neck while the other cups his cheek.]
[action, february 23rd]
The sight alone is amazing, but the sensation is even more so; with Teddy like this, Billy feels that much tighter, like it really was the first time they'd done this. The extra lube makes him feel hot and wet and slick, but still tight and overwhelming and - different. Very different, and yet not different at all.
It all makes his eyes, deep deep forest green as they are, to lid heavily as he buries himself within his boyfriend, and he tips his head back to breathe deeply, a ragged sort of quality to it. Once Billy's fully seated on him, Teddy sets his jaw and tightens his grip a little on Billy's hips, because god, god, he wants to move. He really, really wants to move.
But this part - Every part of this is important, crucial, and Teddy knows he has to wait, especially with this part. He opens his eyes enough to look up at his boyfriend, and though he'd like to keep his hands exactly where they are, he instead moves them up, smearing across Billy's chest until he reaches his face, where one hand rests against the side of his neck while the other cups his cheek.]
You... You okay?