kukkijar | Teddy Altman ; APPOINTMENTS

[If Billy hadn't already climaxed, he's pretty certain that the sight of Teddy just now would've pushed him right over the edge. His free hand is on Teddy's thigh to hold himself upright, gasping quietly for breath, and he's gazing down at his boyfriend with lidded eyes. He's seen Teddy in that moment more times in the last seven months or so than he can count right now, but that... that was special. He can't see much of a blush on those green cheeks, but he can feel the heat radiating off his body, touch the sweat on his skin, hear the sensual growl of his voice.

His gaze drifts briefly to where Teddy's hand at fallen, and a weary smile crosses his lips, a breathy laugh escaping them as he assesses the damage. It doesn't even enter his mind, whether or not he should be worried that that's what Teddy does during an orgasm in Hulkling form; instead he just feels kind of pleased that he gets to take some credit for that destruction. He's kind of got a running tally for how many times he's gotten Teddy to break the headboard.]

I think... mm... yeah, that was a good one.

[Which is a severe understatement, something that is probably obvious from his appearance and the tone of his voice. His legs feel like jelly, his whole body tingling, so he sits back a bit, letting his body relax and unwind before they continue. He'd rather not push too fast and end up falling off the bed or something.]

Mm... yeah.

[The agreement is soft and satisfied, which ought to tell Billy just how much Teddy approves of that statement. He takes in deep yet quiet breaths of air, his grip on the bed relaxing and his hands moving to hold Billy's hips as the mage moves himself back. It's kind of hard to keep up his Hulkling form now that his head's in a pleasant fog, and it's starting to show; the coloration in one of his cheeks slides from green to peach and flushed, the claws on one hand recede, his eyes shift to blue, and of all things, his feet change into totally human ones.

Teddy hardly notices, though, instead staring at his boyfriend through lidded eyes, a light, pleased smile on his face. Once he's recovered enough, he sits up, his hands sliding around Billy's hips to support him while he bends down to rest his head against his shoulder, nose against the crook of his neck, just taking in the scent that is uniquely Billy's as well as the sweat and sex that lingers in the air. While they wait for their afterglow to settle and let them get on with the next round, Teddy certainly doesn't mind spending that time just like this, even though he's practically engulfing Billy like this.]

Mm, you know... this means you were literally too sexy for me.

[That comment breaks the moment somewhat, though not in a bad way, but instead of feeling sexy, sleepy, and satisfied, Billy feels amused, stifling a little snort in Teddy's hair.]

I-I don't know if that's... pfft... a power that anyone should wield... ha ha...

[He nuzzles against the blond strands affectionately, feeling doubly pleased with himself. Too sexy, indeed. His free hand lifts up to brush through it, and that's when he notices the little shifts of Teddy's body, recalling the colour of his face and eyes, and he can feel the lack of claws on his hips. His smile fades as his expression shifts into a gentle pout.]

Hey, Hulkling. Your secret identity is showing.

Hm? ... Oh.

[He'd been so caught up in all this that he still hadn't noticed the little changes in his body. Now that Billy's pointed it out though, he can feel the differences, even ones where it's simply color. He pauses, lets out a quiet chuckle over how hard it is to get back into full Hulkling form, and then he manages it, both talons on Billy's skin now, feet green and clawed, and the rest of his skin matching instead of looking like some kind of patchwork.]

Sorry about that. [He hides a lazy smile against Billy's neck, then nuzzles his nose against it before he brushes his lips against the spot. If they're going to build up again, might as well start slow, and Teddy's already feeling affectionate due to both his afterglow and just how grateful and happy he feels with his boyfriend.] Harder to control when I'm like that.

I feel like I just discovered a new talent of mine- shapeshifter interruption.

[Now that he looks like Hulkling again and not someone suffering from a bizarre green pigmentation disease - not that he wouldn't still love Teddy if he did, but good grief - Billy winds an arm around Teddy's neck and leans in for another long, passionate kiss, the first slow steps in rekindling their mutual arousals, though he knows it might take a few minutes to get there. But he feels relaxed, settled, and better yet, prepared, and he's anxious to try the real thing as soon as they can.]

[Teddy would've answered, but it's a little hard when someone's cutting you off with a kiss like that. He lets out a soft sound as he returns it eagerly, arms sliding around the small of his back, and lower, to pull his boyfriend closer against him. One hand lifts up to draw random patterns against Billy's hipbone, still covered in spandex as it is, just to feel the material, the flesh underneath, appreciating everything about it.

In fact, he kind of just wants to kiss every part of him right now. But right now, making out with him and playing with his tongue like this is both fun and feels nice, very nice, even though he doesn't feel the stirrings of arousal just yet. Give him a couple of minutes.]

[Impatient as Billy is, he knows better to rush, and they've waited this long, so a few minutes isn't going to kill them. Instead he keeps the kiss long and lingering, exploring Teddy's mouth as Hulkling, marveling at how different yet familiar it is compared to his human form. He's bigger, obviously, his head shifted in proportion to the rest of his body, which really just means that there's more of him to experience. And the way those claws are moving on his hips... Billy can't help but shudder.

Eventually he has to pull back for real - little gasps between kisses can only carry you so far before you really need air - but he looks as satisfied as he does breathless, a warm smile crossing kiss-swollen lips.]

You... taste a little different, did you know that? I can't really figure it out, but it's there. [And then, a bit shyly, but cautiously, in case the statement makes Teddy uneasy,] I like it.

Yeah?

[Teddy genuinely looks a little surprised by that; it's not like he shifts how he tastes or anything, after all. He probably shouldn't be surprised, but he can't help glancing away and moving his jaw, as if to try tasting his own mouth. Really now?

But back to matters at hand. His gaze is back on Billy again, and with the both of them still breathing a little hard from their kiss, Teddy leans forward not to kiss him again, but to nuzzle their noses together, then lean his head to the side to brush his lips against his cheek.]

Well... You taste like a superhero. [There's a small smile on his lips as he lets his hands trail up Billy's sides, slowly, taking in the feel of spandex and every muscle underneath, then down again, his fingers sliding enough to feel along Billy's back with the same care.] And I like that.

Oh, is that why our flavours go so great together?

[Billy grins easily at the exchange, looking like he could purr under Teddy's ministrations. He tilts his head to press another line of kisses and nibbles over Teddy's neck, along the arc of his collarbone, still tasting him, letting his tongue explore the contours of the shapeshifter's body. It's subtle, the difference, but it's just one more delightful little surprise that Teddy's body has to offer him. He just can't get enough of the touch and feel of him, the scent and the texture and- god, all of it.

He's so glad he'd managed to dream this up and give Teddy the idea of trying this. It's so worth the initial embarrassment.]

Hnn... yeah, probably.

[The little smile on Teddy's face remains as he shuts his eyes, tips his head back and lets Billy explore, choosing instead to enjoy the sensations rather than get in his boyfriend's way. This is the first time Billy's ever done this with his Hulkling form, after all, and it's different for Teddy, too. With his skin so tough and made for combat, his sensitivity is lessened too, but that just makes him want it more. He wants Billy pressed against him, his lips and teeth and tongue everywhere, to be wrapped up in him and just -

He wants Billy, simply put. Wiccan, Billy - one in the same, a hero no matter the costume.

And since it's probably a little hard for his boyfriend to reach much further with the two of them sitting up like this, Teddy leans back until he feels the bed against his back and wings again, trust Billy to follow him. He moves one hand up to slide his fingers through Billy's hair, encouraging him, before he moves his hand down again, down the mage's neck and between his wings and down his back again. God, but he can never get enough of that material against him.]

[Billy can sense his need - after this long, he's able to pick up on Teddy's physical cues, both in and out of bed - so with an incoherent little murmur on the line of Teddy's jaw, he arches his body until it's pressed right up against Teddy's, their curves fitting together so neatly, his hips grinding eagerly into the blond's stomach and Teddy's groin between his thighs.

The loose, ripped material of his costume tickles over bare skin, and his teeth at Teddy's neck try to mimic the motions, hands wandering over the muscles of his chest. He loves every part of this body and he wants its owner to know it well.]

[With Teddy pulling his knees up, there's even greater friction against him, and he tips his head back against the pillow and lets out a quiet sound of pleasure, eyes still shut. He can feel every touch against him - Billy pressing down against his groin and stomach, his hands sliding against his chest, lips and teeth against his neck and the ripped pieces of his costume teasing his hips and thighs. It's incredible, and he wants Billy to feel the very same things.

His hands slide further downward, claws trailing against Billy's back, his ass, the backs of his thighs, and then up, pressing as much as he can under the spandex to feel the skin underneath, until his fingers can't slide up any further. He allows a low rumble in his throat when Billy passes his adam's apple, signaling his pleasure and letting his boyfriend feel those vibrations in his neck.]

Ha... remember when you were so scared of me? Back then...

[Billy can't help the sensual moan that escapes his lips at the overwhelming press of flesh on spandex, the slide of the material and the pressing arch of every tangled limb. A shudder goes up his spine every time Teddy's claws hit a particularly delightful spot along his back, and one leg slides closer to grind a glossy-material-clad knee against his bare groin. He nibbles at the bump of Teddy's throat for a moment before responding, his head lifting just enough so the words are delivered close, somewhere between Teddy's chin and ear, his voice soft and sultry.]

How could I forget? I was so spooked I didn't even notice the looks you kept giving me... at least, I didn't notice what they meant...

[Teddy lets out a chuckle at that, a low rumble of a sound due to his deeper voice and how aroused he already is. He turns his head slightly to whisper closely as well, his lips brushing against his jawline just before his ear.]

You kept looking like I wanted to eat you or something. [A little smirk plays on his lips as he moves his gaze downward and slides one of his hands from his boyfriend's ass to the front, trailing a talon lightly along Billy's arousal.] You weren't half wrong about that, though...

[Billy's breath catches at the stroking of Teddy's claw, his hips moving instinctively forward to press into it. He's not thinking about sharpness or danger or claws, he's thinking more, more. More of that touch, more of that feeling. It's fueling his second arousal like crazy and he can't get enough.]

Just... hn... in a different way than I expected, huh...?

[One hand gropes blindly around on the sheets, searching until he finds the abandoned lube, and spreads it over one hand before wrapping his fingers around Teddy's length again. Two can play at this game, and if his boyfriend needs a kickstart then he's happy to oblige.]

Mm, I think the kind of eating I was thinking about was -

[Teddy cuts himself off with a shuddering breath as Billy wraps his lube-slicked fingers around his arousal, and his eyes lid while his head tips back, temporarily losing sight of what he himself is doing. He's back on track a second later though, letting two claws brush against the underside of Billy's length, where he's the most sensitive, while he moves his own hips up into his boyfriend's hand, hot and slick and yet not enough, not enough at all. He really, really doesn't need much a kickstart at this point.]

... was preferred on - nn - both sides, don't... you agree?

[Well. Good to know that he's ready- at least in that sense. Considering the size of the erection in his hand, though, Billy's still intent on playing it safe, even with how eager he is. He leaves his free hand and his mouth busy at Teddy's neck and chest to keep them both busy while he gets a few more applications of lube in place. It might be a little messy, but he's pretty sure that it'll feel too good for either of them to care. It sure makes his hand move easier.]

Didn't take long for it to end up that way, for sure... all you had to do was smile at me.

[He shifts his body a little, arching his back and leaning in to try and catch Teddy's lips in one long, passionate kiss before he starts to move himself into position. For luck, or love, or... whatever. He just wants one more way of conveying how he feels about this, and it shows in how much enthusiasm he puts into the kiss.]

[The kiss is, at first, slow on Teddy's end, if only because he's finally wondering if he should grab a condom. He's... pretty sure it'll fit, and maybe it might be nice to have some extra protection against - against his texture and -

Oh, fuck it. Literally. The enthusiasm returns, and he moves his hands to hold Billy's hips instead, ready to guide and support him if he needs it. If he were being entirely honest, he'd admit that he's trying not to get his hopes too high; what if Billy doesn't like it once they get going, or what if, God forbid, this ends up hurting him? This is still dangerous, after all, even with the copious amounts of lube they used (they'll probably have to get a new tube of it later).

But it's a little hard to be honest when he's being thoroughly kissed, and he can feel Billy moving into position. So, though his cautiousness remains in the back of his head, he still throws everything else into the wind and just relies on his partner, his best friend, and lover. Just one more thing to accomplish together - This just has potential to be so much more fun than some of the other things they've done.]

[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.

By Teddy.

Oh god.]

[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.]

You... You okay?

[His first instinct is to immediately respond that no, it's not okay, but he's fairly sure that he doesn't have the breath in him to explain such a statement properly, so he holds his tongue. The truth is that it isn't just okay, it's mind-blowing. Teddy's so big like this and his own body is pressed so tightly around the blond's erection, he can barely keep himself breathing, let alone upright; his breath keeps catching in his chest, both hands now braced on Teddy's chest. It's just so- intense, and while there is a little pain, it's only from the unfamiliar stretch at a depth that simple prepwork couldn't have readied him for. He's never felt so full before, like there's a rod going right to his spine- or better yet, his prostate... something he can definitely feel now, with the way their bodies are moving subtly as they both shift to find a position that's comfortable for them.

His eyes are still closed, and he's worried that his expression will betray too much and make Teddy doubt himself again, but not answering or looking up would be worse. Finally he opens his eyes to look down at Teddy, his gaze lidded, heavy, almost blearily overwhelmed. And then he opens his mouth to tell him that yes, he's alright, he's actually freaking fantastic and he's looking forward to more, but it comes out more like a muffled "hnnnnnnmmmkay..."

Not his most coherent moment, but since he does look like he's about to fall over or pass out or both, he figures he deserves a pass on this one. And with that token message given he clenches his eyes shut again, trying not to wobble in place. As soon as his legs stop feeling like jelly he's going to move, and it'll be great. Yes.]

[The way he responds doesn't really alleviate Teddy's worry; Billy looks completely overwhelmed, and Teddy can't be sure if it's from pleasure or pain. But, well... he does trust that Billy wouldn't keep this up if it hurt too much. Sex isn't fun if the other person isn't enjoying it as much, after all.

So he leans his head back against the pillow, the hand on Billy's neck moving towards the back, as if to support his head, while his other hand slides downward, taking in the sight of his boyfriend like this. Head bowed, eyes squeezed shut, with Teddy himself deep inside him, deeper than before, and - God, it feels absolutely incredible. He really does want to flip them both over and just go at it, but at the same time, he knows that's the last thing he needs to do.

He breathes quicker as a result, his gaze lidded and out of focus as he waits. The longer this goes on, the more Teddy realizes that this is going to be amazing, and it makes him both impatient and utterly willing for Billy to be ready, so that it can be just as good for him, too.]

Ha... Oh my god, Billy, this - this is going to be great, isn't it? [Despite the heavy, somewhat shaky quality to his voice due to holding himself back so much, there's a heady smile on his lips, disbelieving of this situation and so, so eager to take this further.]

[Billy's first response is a short, half-muffled, half-choked bark of laughter, his head bowing and his shoulders shaking. It takes him a long moment to actually speak, still trying to gather the strength that seems to have momentarily abandoned him and regain control of his own voice. God, god, his body's screaming at him to move but his legs are trembling too much to lift him up.]

Haha... you're finally catching on. ...Hnnn... you know, I've been telling you that from the start...

[Impatient for more, and knowing that Teddy has almost godlike patience to wait for him in this position, he rocks his hips experimentally, creating a gentle friction between their joined bodies that has him gasping, trembling with need. He'd half-expected it to make him drop right down to the bed, but instead it seems to fuel his desire, enough to give his legs renewed strength, and after a moment he starts to pick up the pace bit by bit. It's not real thrusting, not yet, but it's a warm-up towards the real deal, and it's already amazing.]

[It doesn't take much studying for Teddy to see what's holding Billy back so much, that being his legs and the way they tremble. He's about to do something about that when Billy starts to move, and Teddy has to take in a breath, shut his eyes and press his head against the pillow. It's not quite full movement yet, but feeling Billy's muscles moving, all tight and hot and slick around his erection, is already incredible.

He can't help tilting his own hips up, rocking them against Billy's in slow movements of his own. It takes some effort to not just grip the bed and begin to thrust, but this is about experimenting now, and he'd rather not start that unless Billy goes first. This is amazing enough right now, and he tells himself that it's only going to get better if he waits.

It's his partner who's most important, anyway. Teddy finally moves his hands, intent on doing what he'd wanted to do before Billy started to move, and slides them down to his boyfriends thighs, where he smears them up and down, stroking them soothingly, encouraging the muscles to loosen and relax and give Billy the support he needs.]

So... So you did. Ha...

[Billy just smiles quietly at that, the expression strained due to the effort he's already putting into his movement, and he doesn't offer up a vocal response this time. His focus is already drifting elsewhere: the grind of Teddy's lifted hips against his own, the gentle scraping of claws on his legs, the panting sound of each breath Teddy takes beneath him. It's all conspiring together to fan the flames of that deep, all-encompassing heat he can feel already building within him, desire and arousal and a powerful need for more and more.

He reaches his limit after another minute or two of slow, steady rocking, and then he stops, hunched over, panting quietly, sweaty bangs clinging to his temple and the metal of his headband. He rests like that for a moment, building himself up, and then abruptly rises again, straightening his back and sliding his hands from Teddy's stomach to where the claws are resting near his hips, using them as his new support. He doesn't want to be hunched over for this; he wants to be sitting up, tall and proud, to watch his boyfriend and to let his boyfriend watch him. That's the whole reason they're doing this, after all, with Teddy as Hulkling and Billy in his costume. The bodies that they see tonight, what they feel against their fingers, it matters. And he wants them both to witness each other as they take it all the way.

He takes a deep breath, holds it, exhales. He looks down at Teddy and he smiles.

And then he lifts himself up and drops back down again, good and slow, and it's so good that he has to bite his lip to keep the sound he makes from coming out like a scream.]

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