kukkijar | Teddy Altman ; APPOINTMENTS

[Billy eyes him dubiously for a long moment, still hesitant, and he lifts a hand to touch his palm to Teddy's cheek, thumb stroking idly.]

You do think too much... and you never say enough. If we need to talk about this...

[After Teddy's breakdown about their experiences in the Cube not that long ago, he really has been trying to be more attentive to the fact that Teddy hides so much of any kind of negative thoughts he might have. And while he's not perfect - he still misses a lot, he's still kind of self-centered, and Teddy's so good at hiding - he has enough sense to question when these issues crop up. And Teddy dismissing it is all but a red flag now.]

At the risk of sounding like I'm trying to move things along, we talked a lot about it already. I'm really okay now.

[And he is - Teddy might not talk about things much, but on the flip side, he relies more on displays of affection more than ever. With Billy getting in close, smiling shyly and looking at him with that blush on his cheeks, it was as if that tiny shred of doubt that was in Teddy's mind just up and vanished.

Right now, the only other thing that makes him still feel like a deer in the headlights? He raises his hand to cover Billy's, pressing it gently against his cheek, glancing at how his own hand practically engulfs his boyfriend's.]

Is it weird to say I'm more nervous than anything?

[Billy studies his expression, his body language, and his words for a few moments longer before he finally relaxes, letting the tension ease out of him and his worries fizzle, the smile creeping back over his lips. He trusts Teddy enough that he won't let any doubts get between them; he's made the offer, so it's up to Teddy to accept if he changes his mind and wants to discuss it instead. He's just fine with letting the whole week fade into the background, dismissing it as nonsense, but then again, he's always been more secure with who he is than Teddy. Those doubts have no place in his mind.

More important than that, to him, is helping Teddy get over these silly nerves, whatever he's worried about this time. He suspects it's much the same as last time- that it's dangerous, that it's weird, that Billy won't enjoy it as much as he thinks.

And hey, maybe he won't. But he figures it's worth a shot.]

Mm... not that weird. But you shouldn't be, either. ...Tell you what- if you stay as Hulkling, then I'll stay as Wiccan.

[Does that put a damper on those nerves a bit, bf?]

[It's not just those things, but it's a myriad of other reasons as well. He could easily hurt his boyfriend, so much more easily than if he were in his human form. And to him, Hulkling just isn't very attractive; it's like exposing a part of yourself that you're not really proud of to the one person you trust most. Not that he isn't proud of this form, it's just... different. Definitely not human, definitely not something that would be desirable. All of it is so nerve-wracking in so many different ways.

But. With Billy offering to stay as Wiccan for this? Teddy finds himself nearly choking on his own breath, and he can't help letting his eyes roam over his boyfriend's body. He already finds it ridiculously attractive, but there's something about something he loves so much covered in that black spandex, how it fits into every muscle that he knows so well now, how that red cape spills over his shoulders, that headband giving him a look to his eyes...

It probably doesn't put a damper to his nerves at all, but it certainly makes the excitement sky rocket enough to match them.]

Deal. [The word's blurted out before he can stop it, and he blinks, head moving back as if that snapped him out of a daze, before he really looks at Billy's face.] But hey. If you want me to change back anytime, just say so. If it... hurts or anything, tell me, okay?

[Billy can't help but snorting quietly at that, his hands sliding back into place around Teddy's neck, hovering there on gentle sparks of lightning, blue spots flickering in his eyes. Teddy's reaction is pretty telling, and it's getting him excited again.]

Trust me, if it's more than I can handle, you'll hear about it. And I'm putting extra sound-proofing up so the whole building doesn't.

[The last thing they need is Clint or Jonas busting through the wall and finding them like... well, this.]

Now, are we going to the bedroom or not...?

[Any other time and Billy's teasing statement might have made Teddy even more nervous, because oh god, what if he makes him scream and not in a good way? But with the magic he's using, and his eyes...

Teddy's always loved Billy's eyes, the natural ones more than anything. If he felt like being romantic, he'd call them a deep honey color, though he'd probably never say that to Billy's face. But there's something about the blue that always seems unreal, places Billy on a surreal plane that Teddy feels all to lucky to admire. It's a part of him, the magic is something he's proud of, and so Teddy loves it, too. He loves every part of his boyfriend, and maybe that's how Billy feels about his Hulkling form, too, even if it's harder for Teddy to see that.

So the statement just makes Teddy give a light snort as he looks into his eyes, hands already moving to slide down his waist, over his hips and resting on his thighs. Maybe - Maybe this won't be so nerve-wracking, maybe he won't screw all of this up. Maybe they can do this and have a really good time. Maybe... Hopefully.

Still, the question makes him smirk, and he starts to walk backwards toward the bedroom, pulling Billy with him, the action remarkably easy with his boyfriend hovering like that.]

We are so going to break the bed, aren't we...?

Mm... that'd just make it exciting, won't it?

[Billy grins, looking unbothered by the comment, flicking the hand over Teddy's shoulder to magically get the bedroom door open. It's hardly the first time his bed's endured some of their sex-related abuse, after all, and he's been able to fix it in the past.

He suspects this might be a bit different than the times before, though, but he'd never complain about it. Better the bed than him, for one (because he knows Teddy would never hurt him, but if he needs to let loose and crack a headboard once in a while, he should be allowed), and for another... well, maybe it's a bit of an ego-boost that he can get Teddy to lose control like that. Especially when Teddy was the one with the most control over his powers out of all the Young Avengers, simply by being the one with the most experience. It's thrilling to see him lose it like that sometimes.

And if Billy's not afraid of that, why should he take it seriously?

He leans in and nibbles idly at Teddy's neck as they make their way through the room, murmuring encourages into his ear, but when they reach the door, he pauses, glances over Teddy's shoulder, and snickers quietly.]

Do you even fit through the door?

[Teddy had just shut his eyes, his head tilted to allow Billy more access to his neck, when Billy pauses, says that, and -

And, well, Teddy hadn't really stopped yet, and Billy's question is answered when the spikes of his shoulders brush up against the door frame. He stops, blinks, and looks over his own shoulder, seeing how the spikes already created light scratch marks in the little amount of space he was able to move.

Well. This presents a problem.]

... I guess not. [He gives a little grin, sheepish and slightly embarrassed, as he looks away from that and shifts his shoulders, the spikes starting to recede.] Maybe I should tone it down? I'm starting to get what Alice went through in Wonderland here.

[Billy glances at the door, then Teddy, then the door again... and then scoots closer, pressed up against Teddy as close as possible so they don't take up as much space between the two of them, resting one hand on the spikes.]

Try going sideways? You have to stay Hulkling, that's the rule.

[Though if they end up breaking the door that'll put kind of a damper on the romance, since he'll have to interrupt the sexiness to fix it. His soundproofing spells won't kick in without the door closed.

Well, first time issues are to be expected. He won't let it ruin the night, which is why his smile is firmly in place, letting the bumps in the road amuse instead of annoy. He's sure that Teddy won't mind him cozying up anyway.]

Oh, so we've got rules now?

[Nevertheless, Teddy makes his shoulders spike out to their full size once more as he turns and takes a step sideways, successfully getting through the door without scratching anything else. With Billy pressed so close to him, Teddy can feel every part of him beneath the spandex, and he lowers his head to look down at his hand as he trails his claws against Billy's back. And somehow, somehow, Teddy's touch is enough to be felt, yet not enough to tear at the fabric or scratch at his skin - he's had practice, it seems, either on his own skin or just keeping his own strength in general in mind.

There's still such a war between nervousness and excitement, seeing his own claws against Billy's costume and yet Billy's costume, all the right colors and worn like it's a second skin, and he loves it, loves the person beneath it. It's with those thoughts that Teddy moves again, back towards the bed, and ends up sitting on the edge of it, eying the front of Billy's uniform before he tilts his head up to look at his face instead. With Billy above him like this, he's got control. It's better, less nerve-wracking this way.]

Mm... well, I guess they're more like guidelines that I'm making up on a whim.

[Billy smiles and leans in to straddle him properly, the magic fading as he lets go of his flight to rest more comfortably on his boyfriend. It feels so different already; Teddy is broader like this, waist and thighs shifted to support the bulk of his powerful upper body, and sitting on him like this requires more of a stretch. Not for the first time he's grateful for his main exercises (and Zevran's lessons here and there) making this even possible. This would be very uncomfortable if he didn't have the flexibility to back him up.

Speaking of which- he stretches, arching his back and rolling his shoulders a little, then runs his fingers up Teddy's arms, exploring each and every contour the way they never have time for in the heat of battle. Parts of Teddy that he hasn't had the opportunity to touch like this before, when after this long it's felt like they know every inch of one another's body.

It's exciting, mysterious, like the first time he'd seen his boyfriend naked and been allowed to touch him. It feels very different, yes- leathery and armored, not at all like Teddy's usual soft skin- but he doesn't mind. It's like a second skin, and Teddy's just as soft and gentle as ever underneath it all.

And even under all that armor he can still feel the tension of Teddy's body. He leans in closer, nudging the material of Teddy's scarf aside to kiss a line along his neck. He's kissed Hulkling before, but never this intimately, never getting beneath the costume.]

Okay, next rule: don't be so nervous. It's just us, T- you and me, same as always. Do what feels natural.

[Teddy shuts his eyes to the kisses and unconsciously tips his head to the side; he has, after all, never been kissed like this while he was in Hulkling form. It's new, it's different, feels different, a whole new sort of pleasant and vulnerable. And he knows, and is completely okay with, the fact that it could only ever be Billy that he'd want to do something like this with, feel anything like this with. Only him.

His claws trail up Billy's back, taking in the stretch and the way his back arches, how the costume moves with him and, for that matter, how thick the material is and how it feels under his claws, even as Billy says his next rule and picks up on exactly how Teddy feels.

For a second, his movements stop, before he relaxes and lets out a sigh. Even he knows that he wasn't hiding his nervousness well at all.]

Except what feels natural might get you hurt. [Even though he's being careful now, even though he's always been careful. He doesn't know his own strength sometimes, and who knows what he might do once sensations start to build up more and more.]

[Billy wants to sigh, and it's genuinely difficult to resist the urge. Teddy's concerns might normally not be considered unfounded - he knows how strong his boyfriend is, how he can smash through a concrete wall almost effortlessly, how he can crunch steel in his fists and slice through almost anything with diamond-hard claws. There's so much power in those hands that it should be terrifying. It used to be, when they'd first met, before he'd learned how much of a gentle giant Teddy truly is.

He can't think like that anymore, and he won't even entertain the notion. So he keeps on doing what he'd been doing as if Teddy hadn't even spoken up, scraping teeth and dragging his tongue along the hardened green skin, one hand wandering up his chest to toy with the oversized zipper of Hulkling's costume, the other dragging the collar down to expose more flesh to be kissed.]

Mm... remember that talk we had, when you mentioned trying some first aid? How I told you I knew you'd never really hurt me? Just think about it.

[Teddy does remember. Or, at least, right then he does. Everything he told him warmed him from his chest to his fingers and toes, and it's the reason why he kept reading that book, tried practicing on a pillow, and to this day wonders if he should talk to people who actually know what they're doing. Now it's all the more real, all the risks and everything that comes with it.

And maybe... if he can't trust himself right now, maybe Billy can, and maybe Teddy can believe in that. Believe in me who believes in you and all that. Heh.

So he allows the tension in his body to relax, and he lets his large hand slide down Billy's back to caress his hip, then his thigh, and then just before the back of his knee. Even now, he can tell how thick the spandex is, knows just the right way to break through that and not Billy's skin, but he'd only do so if Billy told him to. This thing they're about to do - it will take so much trust, and it'll be such a two-way street of communication and care.]

You still amaze me a lot, you know that?

Yeah, yeah, I'm wonderful, I know the drill.

[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?]

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[The only times Hulkling was ever really shirtless was when he'd transformed from human a few times in the beginning, before he thought up a costume for himself. It was for fighting, training, before any of this with Billy was ever thought to be a reality (a fantasy, though, definitely). And now that it's presented like this, to be looked at by his boyfriend, to be seen as something more than just an intimidating powerhouse...

God, it really is like their first time all over again. Well, Billy's confident enough, so it's like his first time all over again. Teddy ducks his head slightly and glances off to the side, a blush on his cheeks that can't quite be seen due to his dark skin. And with him looking away like this, he gets a good view of his shoulders, and his shirt, and, well... the problem that presents.]

I'm, ah... gonna have to shift my shoulders to get this off. [What with the huge plates being in the way and all...]

Mm-mm.

[Though muffled, Billy's response is immediate, one hand moving to a shoulder as if touching it will prevent the shifting from occurring. He doesn't continue his protest for a moment, still too busy trying to do all manner of naughtiness to Teddy's neck, but there's a telltale static feel in the air and a slight glow from around his fingers that might give Teddy an idea of how he plans to deal with this little problem. He's pretty much determined not to break the Hulkling image even if the situation tries to make it necessary.

Despite Teddy's agreement to go for it, Billy has a few concerns of his own- that something will happen to startle his partner, a scratch or a noise from him that might make Teddy try and shift back. That maybe he's not as okay with it as he's saying. The way he keeps jumping to changing back if they're met with a problem or inconvenience is somewhat telling, after all.

So Billy wants to give Teddy an impression of his own: as long as it takes, I accept you like this. There's a solution to every obstacle they'll face that won't involve shifting. Of that, he's certain.]

[Teddy's reaction, at first, seems more puzzled than anything. If he can't shift his shoulders, then how's he going to get his shirt off? It's how he solves problems like this, is all: just shift around it. To not do so is just a little odd.

But when he feels that familiar static in the air, not even having to look down at Billy's fingers, Teddy lets out a quiet snort, and he shuts his eyes again to just enjoy the feel of Billy ravishing his neck. It's not really the most sensitive spot - truth be told, he isn't sure what's sensitive on Hulkling's body, other than the more obvious area that's already stirring. It's not like he's experimented with this or anything. But still, it's great, and he finds himself leaning his head to the side, letting Billy have his way, darker spots appearing where his boyfriend worries at his skin before they turn back to their more normal color, though they last longer the more Billy works at it.]

Hmmmm... what're you going to do? Zap my shirt off?

Do not doubt the reality-shifter, Mr. Altman.

[He might be able to feel the smile on Billy's lips against the skin of his neck, and if he doesn't, he'll certainly see it when Billy finally pulls back, dragging the zipper further down Teddy's body and lifting both hands to part the material, easing it off his shoulders with hands accented with arching blue lights. As he slides it away, the fabric phases through Teddy's body, leaving a gentle, internal tingling that might help with the whole lack-of-sensation issue that the armor could cause. It solidifies once it's under his arm, going slack and ready to be drawn the rest of the way down whenever Billy's ready.

For the moment, however, with Teddy's chest bared, he lifts his hands to let his fingers run up and down the firm, muscled skin, leaning in once more to tease every inch with lips and tongue, searching for the spots that Teddy responds to the most. He gives a slight push as he works up and down, intent on getting Teddy onto his back so he can reach the entire span of his torso with greater ease.]

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[When the clothing phases through Teddy's body, it's - a little weird, admittedly. But he doesn't draw away, nor does he question it. Just as Billy trusts him in his Hulkling body, so too does Teddy trust him with his magic, knowing he'd never do something like this unless he was sure nothing would happen to him.

In fact, it feels good. He tries not to shudder thanks to the sensation, instead taking in a deeper breath and letting a quiet, breathy sound escape when he exhales. When he opens his eyes and notices Billy staring his torso down, fingers tracing along the muscles, Teddy instead darts his gaze up, that dark flush returning to his face. He didn't see any disapproval or bewilderment over the different flesh, but he still can't help being a little self-conscious about it.

Then Billy starts to press lips and teeth and tongue against him, and he's pushing him back and Teddy can't help following it, allowing his eyes to shut again once his back is against the bed, his hands to move up again to caress down the small of Billy's back, over his rear, then to the back of his thighs to grip and pull down against his hips, enough for there to be a hard, forceful sort of pressure, but not enough to be painful or uncomfortable.

He can't help it. Billy towering over him like this and pressing forward just drives him crazy.]

Hn... No doubting here. [Even his voice sounds a little rougher.]

[The sudden pressure - no, the sudden push is enough to make Billy gasp, letting Teddy's strength guide his body in, grinding his hips up against his boyfriend's. It's unexpected and faster than he'd intended, but the fact that he'd been surprised by it just made it arousing, and his own body responds eagerly to it, and he stays close enough so Teddy can feel it. So he can feel that yes, he's very much aroused and yes, his Hulkling body does that to him. The forcefulness just makes it that much better.

He shudders, taking in a slow, shaky breath; it's always been especially arousing when Teddy takes charge like that, being normally so gentle and almost passive with everyone else, and to get him to do that when Billy had expected to be the dominant party this round?

God. Honestly, he's never gotten this hard this fast before.

It takes some effort to get his focus back, lifting his head to give the blond a heady gaze, slowly licking his lips.]

You're not, mm... getting impatient, are you...?

[Teddy can tell, and it makes heat rise in him and spread through his body, his head tipping back against the bed to let out a few breathless gasps. It's not just that Billy's already hard, but that it's for him, in this form, a form he's still so hesitant to show so much of like this. And that he's in his Wiccan costume, and so he can feel him straining against the spandex, and there's just something about turning him on in that outfit that just makes him desire him all the more.

His claws slide up again, toying with the rise of flesh, and when he returns Billy's gaze he finds that his boyfriend has just as heated of a look in his eyes as he does, and it makes him let out low chuckle.]

Maybe... a little.

[But on to another matter. With Billy already aroused and straining in his costume... there's something Teddy's willing to try, something that's incredibly risky, but - he thinks he's got this. And it might make this even better... or much worse, if he doesn't do it right. But Billy trusts him, so maybe...]

Can I... tear this off?

[Impatient and eager- that's his boyfriend, yep. Billy smirks at the question, though it causes his cheeks to redden a little more, and he nods without more than a moment's hesitation, hands getting back to working their way down Teddy's body, dragging the material further downwards inch by inch. He's at about the stomach now, fingers scraping gently over powerful hardened abs. He looks so... powerful like this, his body matching the wealth of strength and muscle within that Teddy's regular humanoid body conceals so deceptively. Big, strong, and green - and it's funny, how he'd never found the Hulk particularly attractive, but the idea of seeing his boyfriend naked in this form is absolutely tantalizing.

So close. He's getting so close... and Teddy's getting into it more and more, now. He can feel an arousal against his own - oh god, a big one, too, in more ways than one - and it makes him shiver with delighted anticipation.

Soon. He tells his body stubbornly to be patient, but it's never been good at listening when sex is involved.]

You can do whatever you want, T. My costume, my body- I'm all yours.

[And he trusts him implicitly. There are no boundaries or limits (or even rules, despite his own words). Not tonight.]

[This time Teddy does feel a shudder when Billy gives him permission, along with every other movement that lets Billy know just what areas on this form feel absolutely fantastic to touch. The more his boyfriend travels downward, the more both anticipation and nervousness grows, and he figures he might as well get to what he asked to do before he just ends up hiding his face and dying of anxiousness.

His talons soothe over Billy's skin more, and he makes a subtle shift invisible to the eye that creates nerves at the end of the claws, giving him much more of a taste of what the outfit is like. Thick, durable, yet still easy enough to move in, which is a blessing in the heat of battle when twisting beyond your body's limits could save your life. Over and over his sharp nails run over the material, and it's just as Billy starts to uncover his arousal that Teddy feels confident enough to start digging his claws in. Confident and scared, yet he knows that fear is what keeps him from getting too over his head.

His thumbs snag on the costume just by Billy's hipbones and move upward, pulling the material up into the air enough to press his fingers against it, until he can feel them go through and a ripping sound escape from them. And god, just hearing that sound and seeing Billy's perfect skin underneath makes a shot of heat spread through him and go straight to his arousal. Yet despite how eager he is to get the rest of it off of him, he moves just as carefully as he did for the first tear, the task easier now that there's a starting point. As he rips into it, more of Billy's arousal can escape, until it's completely free, at which point Teddy stops and just appreciates the view, enough to get his breath quickening with want.

God. God. He can't even describe the kind of energy that's surrounding them right now.]

God, Billy, if you could see yourself...

[Billy tries not to move too much as Teddy rips at his uniform, knowing how careful his boyfriend is trying to be, but god is it ever difficult. The pull of the material, the way it tightens on everything, how it presses against his arousal in a way that is almost painful. He wants to be touched so badly, wants to grind his body against Teddy's. He wants to be filled by the stiffness beneath him, all the excitement and nervousness and lingering electricity sending little sparks up and down his spine.

And then he's free, bare and open for Teddy's perusal, and he can't help it- he leans up, hands bracing themselves on the blond's chest, arching his back in a way that he's certain will look seductive from Teddy's angle. He doesn't want to break eye contact to look at himself, but he can imagine how it must be for his boyfriend: clad in that tight black with his arousal showing, panting and blushing and-

-shit, he wants to see more of Teddy. He lets loose a breathless chuckle, moving his hands further downwards to rest just above his erection- and pressed on Teddy's, through the fabric of his uniform.]

I'm- ha ha- I'm not the one I want to be looking at, y'know...

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