kukkijar | Teddy Altman ; APPOINTMENTS

[Don't worry, Billy. Teddy has a plan.

He leans his head down to do what he's been wanting to do for the past few minutes and kiss him passionately, his hands coming up to press against his boyfriend's ass, pulling his hips against his own with a quiet groan.

But, well. That's not the only reason he did that. With barely any effort at all, he pushes to lift Billy up, and hopefully that'll be enough of a clue to get his boyfriend to hook his legs around him.

And once that's over with, he pulls back with a soft grin.]

So... where to? [Because Teddy might be feeling frisky, but he's definitely not going to do this in a place where someone might waltz in without the luxury of door locks.]

[Oh- oh, that's nice. He leans appreciatively into the kiss, and he doesn't even miss a beat when he's lifted, slim legs hooking together neatly against Teddy's thighs. He gets a little thrill whenever Teddy does this, and his hands slide back to grip at the blond's arms and shoulders, feeling the muscle there, the raw power within that makes lifting him so beautifully effortless.

He's amazing. And Teddy's question is met with a somewhat breathless laugh, a flare of blue light in Billy's eyes, and a gust of wind and electricity as he leans in for another, especially-energetic kiss.

And when he pulls back, the air around them smelling slightly of ozone the way it often does after a teleport, they're in their apartment, with Billy's back pressed against the wall on the other side of the kitchen, near the door separating the two rooms. His smile is both devious and telling.]

We need to be able to hear the buzzer when it goes off, right?

[Teddy blinks as if he's disoriented at first, and then he actually realizes where exactly they are.

Oh. Instead of looking pleased or sultry like earlier, he looks surprised, and... well, with the way his face is heating up, Billy has probably just stumbled upon something that Teddy has a great liking to.]

... Wow. I mean... Yeah, right. Are... you sure?

[He's a bit nervous. And incredibly turned on, but also nervous. This is definitely something he's fantasized about, but - well, what if Billy thinks he's weird for reacting like this? It... is kind of silly and all.]

[Billy watches him for a moment, wondering if he'd either gone too far or suggested something out of Teddy's comfort range, but he can tell by the way he's blushing that he's not... opposed to the idea. A slight grinding of his hips against Teddy's front confirms this.]

Hey... you should know by now that I don't suggest anything that I'm not sure I want to at least try.

[He hesitates, brows furrowing, his hands resting on either side of Teddy's neck.]

But only if you want to.

[Just in case he's misinterpreting this reaction.]

[Is Billy actually worried - Here Teddy was the one who was all worried. His lips quirk up, and he can't help chuckling as he leans in to brush is nose against Billy's neck, and - God, just - that pressure behind Billy, that feeling of being in control like this, of the trust his boyfriend is giving him, himself holding him up like this, all of it's just getting him more turned on by the second.]

I, ha... I definitely want to. I've kind of - I've thought about this a, um... lot.

[His fingers dig in just slightly, and he leans back to give him a somewhat dazed smile. Honestly, Teddy just can't really believe this is happening.]

So you really want to try?

[Okay- whoa, okay, that answers that question. Thoroughly. One of his hands slides up to tease through Teddy's hair, a musing smile crossing his lips. So Teddy's thought about it a lot?

His legs tighten a little, pulling himself closer, though not much- he's getting the strong suspicion that part of what makes this so thrilling for Teddy is the control, and that's one thing he's more than willing to hand over to the boyfriend he trusts with his very life.]

You could have mentioned something, you know... I've thought about it too.

[He leans in, kissing Teddy's neck, his cheek, trailing a line of light kisses towards his mouth.]

I really do want to try.

[Teddy's skin is already a little sensitive due to all the teasing Billy gave him, so he shuts his eyes and parts his lips due to the kissing, then leans forward to press a harder one against Billy's lips once they're in range, though it tapers off to something more affectionate after a moment.

Once he breaks the kiss, he presses his forehead against Billy's, that somewhat dazed smile still on his face.]

You've thought about it? Really...?

[And he trails off as he looks down at their clothes. Um...]

I, uh... thought about this a lot, yeah, but I actually have no idea how to do this. [He lifts his head to look Billy in the eye with that one expression. That one where he isn't sure what he's doing and doesn't know what to do next; in other words, something like confusion and vague panic.] How do we get our clothes off like this?

[Billy glances down, noting their various layers, all of which are kind of trapped between the two of them, with their bodies pinned like this. Teddy brings up a good point. But he's also fretting about it, apparently, and that won't do; they're just clothes, no reason to panic. He shifts his position a bit, reaching down and grasping at the edge of Teddy's shirt and pulling it upwards. With enough of a tug it slides free, and once it's high enough he leans back so he can draw it right over Teddy's head.]

I think it works the same as in the bedroom. I mean- we just help each other. And my hands are free, so...

[He lets the garment drop, shifting his hands back and running them down Teddy's chest before withdrawing to start undoing the front of his own shirt.]

...This is a good start.

[It is a good start. Especially with Billy undoing his shirt, showing off inch after inch of skin for Teddy...

God, he's so beautiful, breathtakingly so.

Once Billy's at the point where Teddy can easily reach, he lowers his head to begin kissing and nipping at his bare skin. This is already good, already driving Teddy crazy, but - he can do something more, right? Something to help out a little, rather than just stand there and watch.

So there's a slight shift, one Billy can probably feel with Teddy as his only support, as he moves his arm so that he's holding his boyfriend with just that while the other moves up and around to stop unbuttoning Billy's pants. It's easy, really, holding him up with one arm and keeping him steady.]

Let me help a little with that...

[Billy's eyes widen at first - because whoa, one arm? It's not like he didn't know Teddy's strong, he's seen his boyfriend bench press an old car for kicks during practice for god's sake. He's just never seen it used like this.

...And he's thinking that he really, really likes it.

With a quiet hum of approval, he strokes a hand through Teddy's hair again, the other shrugging the sleeve of his shirt off his shoulder and letting it drop. He can't actually reach Teddy's pants like this, so a bit of patience is required here, but in the meantime he'll be enjoying the view as much as his boyfriend. With his arms tense like that, every contour of his muscle is showing, and he looks damn fine.]

Always so helpful, huh, Tee? Or just showing off your strength...

[As soon as that shirt drops and Billy's shoulder is revealed, Teddy leans in to give it a light nip, then drags his tongue along the spot, eyes shut and hips pressed forward against Billy's. There's something about all this - It's not nearly as smooth as his fantasies made it out to be, but that's what makes it all the more real, and far better than he imagined. And it's making him grow more and more heated by the second, and it shows when he opens his eyes, darker in color once again, and looks at Billy with a sultry, yet teasing smirk.]

What? Is there something wrong with showing off?

[With Billy's pants undone, Teddy pulls his free hand back to start unbuttoning his own pants. It's a bit difficult, considering how he's shut his eyes again to start nipping at Billy's neck, but he's at least slowly getting the job done.]

[Billy groans quietly, tilting his head to the side and twisting his fingers through Teddy's hair to encourage the treatment his neck is getting. He bites his lower lip, trying to stay quiet - they're still one wall away from the kitchen and the rest of the floor, after all - but it's proving to be rather difficult. His legs are sliding together at Teddy's back, toes edging down the back of his pants to tease and try to help nudge them downwards.

Eventually they'll have to pull apart to get his jeans the rest of the way down, he knows, but he's very reluctant to skip to that step just yet.]

H-ha... I really can't think of a good reason...

[With Billy's toes against his back, Teddy can feel his nails slide against his skin too, and that makes him let out a quiet groan against Billy's neck before sucking against the spot. Unlike he himself, the marks against Billy tend to stick, something Teddy enjoys only in this instance.

With his pants undone and Billy working on tugging that off of him, Teddy hooks his thumb under the other's waistband, and he seems to also realize that they'd need to part in order to actually get all of their clothing off. He really, really doesn't want to do that, though, and he's trying to think of some way to defy it, to keep to the challenge of keeping Billy against the wall, and that thrill just makes it all the better.

Now that his hands aren't so busy, though, Teddy indulges in grinding his hips against his boyfriend's, a soft growl escaping from the close proximity and the sensations that burst from that. God, god, Billy...]

[The grinding makes him just about lose it, the back of his head smacking against the wall with a low thunk, his breath escaping his lips in a hoarse, needy whine. His fingers grind roughly over Teddy's scalp, his shoulders, his biceps, any bare skin that he can reach, toes curling just enough to pinch the blond's ass without shame. He can already tell that his neck is going to be peppered with marks by the time they're done- good thing he's been collecting scarves lately.]

Mm... what are you doing, making a star chart on my neck or something? Leaving a note? "Property of Teddy"...

[His voice is hyper-tense and somewhat strained, laced with amusement that he can't be bothered to hide; his hips are lifting eagerly to meet against Teddy's, letting the wall and his hooked legs draw their bodies closer.]

Hmm... [He pulls away from his neck for a moment, though he keeps his lips brushing against his skin, seeming unable to really part with it.] I could [nip] try. Actually...

[This time he really does pull back, if only to tilt his head to the side and let a bit of graffiti show on his own neck. "Property of Billy", all across the bottom of it.]

How's that?

[It takes a moment for the effect to sink in, Billy's hormone-hazed eyes drifting downwards until he spots what is essentially shifted ink. He's quiet for a few seconds, one brow lifting in a way Teddy should find all too familiar.]

You- [He finally speaks up, leaning in to scrape his own teeth over the mark,] Are the weirdest person I know.

That's why you love me. Besides - ah - it was your idea.

[Teddy grins as shuts his eyes as he tilts his head back; really, after what Billy was doing to him in the kitchen, it's all too tempting to forgo the wall idea, go right to the bedroom and let Billy have his way with him.

But they're a little pressed on time here, already having spent most of it on foreplay. So it's time to get down to business, which means opening his eyes and looking at the ceiling instead of Billy, for now.]

Hey, I - ha, hey... I'm gonna try something, okay? It might be kind of weird. Tell me if it's too much? [Billy should be okay with it, but - gah, Teddy's always nervous about things like this.]

[The confusion doesn't fade with Teddy's next question, but Billy's busy at the blond's neck, so his initial response is just a quiet sound of affirmation, biting down and soothing the spot with his tongue. After a moment, though, it clicks that Teddy had actually sounded nervous when asking, so it merits a real response. He forces himself upright, brows furrowed curiously, and nods.]

Um. Sure? I trust you, whatever it is.

[And despite his confusion, his voice is sincere.]

[That bite managed to get Teddy to shut his eyes and nearly throw the idea out the window, but the words Billy says to him, curious yet sincere, manages to snap him out of it again. Right...the idea had occurred to him just before this, but... hmm.

Well, can't decide if it's too much or not if he doesn't do anything about it. So, with an intake of breath, he leans in to bury his face against Billy's shoulder and press lips and teeth against it, though he seems a bit distracted. What with his arms moving up to hold Billy around the waist, and the new sensation coming from his sides -

And soon enough, a second pair of hands is tugging down Billy's pants, the first pair focused on keeping his boyfriend upright and balanced. It's definitely a way to get them off without getting Billy off of the wall, a challenge that was accepted and is thrilling in a way, but...

He stops once the pants are only down to Billy's thighs, his head lifted up yet not quite looking at him again.]

Okay? [He'll definitely stop if this is too weird. It certainly feels like it could be too weird. Maybe he should just stop anyway. Grah. He just needs to stop thinking.]

[Um... what's he doing? It doesn't feel like anything's changed, he's just being held and supported and something's tugging at his HOLY SHIT TEDDY HAS FOUR ARMS

Billy honest-to-god cannot help his staring. It's not horror, it's not fear, and it's not disgust, but there is definitely no shortage of surprise crossing his features. That is not what he was expecting. At all.]

Ah- what- uh- Teddy- ...oh my god. Oh my god, I didn't know you could do that.

[Teddy's face is back in Billy's shoulder, so he might be able to feel more than see the raised eyebrow and him fighting a little smirk. Still, he remains paused, and it seems like the grip on Billy's pants is loosening a bit.]

Yeah, um - you're dating a shapeshifter, remember?

Really. That fact hadn't occurred to me before.

[Billy can't help his curiosity piquing again, and he squirms, leaning over to try and get a look at what's going down below. The angle is still weird and hard to see, but- yep. There sure are four arms.

Huh.]

...You're not gonna turn into a giant spider after this, are you? Because fair warning, that is a guaranteed turn-off.

Pfft, dork. No way. That's too much even for me.

[There's a brief smile before Teddy forces it back again, and he finally does lift his head to get a look at Billy's expression. No horror or disgust or anything, but...]

... It's weird, isn't it? Sorry, I'll stop. [And he's just about to let go and put those arms back, instead gear himself up for doing this the traditional way - really, normal couples do this all the time, he doesn't have to use his powers - besides, they'll have to part anyway, what with the lube and condoms back in the bedroom.]

Wh- no, it's- it doesn't bother me. I mean- yeah, it's weird. But since we already established that you're weird, it's kind of par for the course, right?

[He feels suddenly nervous himself; his uncertainties naturally shift into sarcasm, but sometimes it's hard to balance that with sincerity to avoid hurting the people he cares about. His brows furrow, struggling for the words to verbalize the chaos of what-what-what going on in his head right now, and finally he just gives up and yanks Teddy in for an anxiously passionate kiss.

Like hell he's going to discourage Teddy getting creative with his powers in the bedroom. And all this flustering is killing his arousal, and that's the one thing he wants least in the whole world right now.]

[Well, he knows he's weird and, by association, his powers are weird, but if it's too much then -

Then his thoughts are cut off by Billy's kiss, one that Teddy returns with equal parts passion and anxiousness. And really, there's only one reason he shifted like this; it's not like he wants to use them through this whole thing. If he felt like explaining, he'd talk about how arms have so much more muscles than wings or anything else he shifts on himself, and he hasn't really gotten the hang of controlling them yet. It's why he's given them the somewhat easy task of pulling down someone's pants rather than anything else.

But he really doesn't feel like explaining. What he feels like doing is sliding Billy's pants and underwear down to his knees, stepping over the clothes, then pulling them further down, slowly and carefully due to how little control he has, until he can't reach anymore. Which is precisely what he does, and once that's finished, he lets the second pair of arms loosen, then retreat back into his sides.

And just like that, some of his nerves die away, and his kiss turns much more confident. Someday, he can do this sort of thing without wanting to crawl into a hole and die, but that day probably isn't today.]

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