kukkijar | Teddy Altman ; APPOINTMENTS

[Teddy looks at those spots for a moment, and then he scoots closer, unable to resist the urge to run his fingers over the exposed skin, both to express affection and to check for any real signs of damage. His thighs, his hips, his stomach, even his softened length - though he doesn't touch there for long, he's sure Billy's too tired to feel aroused again, after all.

And, well... Other than the usual marks he tends to leave, there's nothing. No signs of anything being painful, not even when the passion ramped up. It was just... the bed that was on the receiving end of whatever he couldn't hold back.

Whatever tension that was in his shoulders ends up relaxing, and he glances away with a half smile of his own, though it's enough for a dimple to show in his cheek. His hand remains on Billy's thigh for a moment, then slides down to his knee, just keeping contact for now, assuring himself further. It's scary even to him how capable he is of such destruction, something he's been reminded of over and over ever since he was a child. But if he can make sure that someone he holds dear and precious to him is safe, even when his emotions feel out of control, even if less sentient objects get broken in the process...

Well. What's there to be ashamed of? And if Billy's so proud of what he made Teddy do...

Maybe he's a little proud of himself, too. Not for destroying the bed, god no. That'll always be a source of embarrassment, Hulkling or not. But defying what he was so afraid of at the start of all this... That, he can be proud of.]

Heh... I've got more control that I thought. [And after a glance at the wall:] More or less.

You do. You're amazing.

[Billy shifts his hand to Teddy's chest, rubbing up and down soothingly before letting his hand drop. It seems as if the message has been both received and accepted, so he feels a little better about it. Beds can be fixed, and people heal, even if he didn't have to this time. It's not that big a deal.

Maybe someday Teddy will trust himself as much as Billy trusts him, but until then, he'll be sure to give reminders like this.]

...And you know that if you had left a mark on me somewhere, I'd be fine with it, right?

[He says it in a casual tone, knowing full-well that Teddy probably doesn't think that at all.]

[That makes Teddy's smile fade and his gaze to shoot back at him, a very, very brief expression like fear in his eyes before it's replaced with a mild worry, and his eyebrow raises as if asking really, Billy, really? Although he does seem to look a little musing on the subject, now that he's thinking of a specific form of marking that he's already practiced quite a bit with him.]

Well, I can always go for hickies in other places... thighs, maybe?

[He can get behind that. Just. No scratches or anything he might cause, that's just asking a bit too much right now.

That worry fades soon enough, replaced by another smile as he nudges at Billy's shoulder.]

But we can save that for another time. Right now, costume change...?

[...hickies...

...well, that's okay, too. Billy's smile is musing, and he doesn't push the issue; it's not exactly what he meant, but Teddy's already overcome one huge hurdle today, and the state of the bed's got him nervous. He won't ruin the evening by trying to explain what he's really talking about. It's not like he's asking Teddy to hurt him, but he can't articulate the intent well right now, either.

He'll just file it away for later; for now, he rolls back over, head pillowed on his arms again.]

Mmhmm. If it won't budge, just tear it- I'll fix it tomorrow.

It's kind of what I had in mind.

[This is much better territory right here, no talking about marks or control or strength or anything. And for a moment, Teddy doesn't mess with the costume, just strokes his fingers up and down Billy's back. His lower back, after it's caressed for a moment, gets special treatment; Teddy presses his fingers against the spot and rubs them in circles, a massage in all the right places, seeing how those muscles were abused due to their love making.

With one hand still palming his lower back, the other trails a fingernail up his spine, and Billy will feel that nail turn into a claw on its way up. That might give him an idea on what Teddy's planning, though he doesn't start tearing just yet.]

...Nnnn.

[Billy lets his approval sound in his tone, shown in the way his back arches meaningfully into the touch. He doesn't mind or flinch at the claw, merely smiles again, knowing what to expect and looking one hundred percent okay with it. Teddy's already well and truly shown how trustworthy he is; those claws will never scare him now.]

[Once Teddy gets to the top of where the costume actually begins, he has to move his other hand, seeing how this'll be easier with both of them available. He presses a kiss just above the line of spandex, then lifts up the edge of the material just slightly, enough to slide a claw under, then starts to tear a neat line downward. With his strength, and his other hand holding onto the spandex to ensure that it doesn't get pulled down with the movement, it's relatively easy to do.

At his shoulder blades, Teddy stops for a moment just to cut a similar line left and right to free up his arms from the sleeves. Then he's back on track, moving downward again slowly, carefully, until he gets to the small of his back, where he momentarily stops.]

Mm, all right? [He's not quite finished yet, but let's try freeing up what's cut for now. Teddy pushes the fabric that's cut along Billy's back to the sides and, with his fingers shifted to normal, he goes right back to pampering his boyfriend with a back massage, paying attention to all the places that might have suffered a little abuse or that still carry some tension.]

Definitely alright.

[There's no hesitation in Billy's voice, just an undertone of sleepy contentment and cuddly bliss. His fingers curl in the material of what's left of one of his pillows, scattering fluff and feathers, and his wings shudder and stretch out a bit, no longer confined against his back under the fabric. After being in it for so long, even with how good the experience has been and how comfortable the costume is, essentially, it feels good to be free. Or half free, anyway. And he can wait for the rest if this is what's delaying things.

He shifts very slightly, pressing as deep into the bed as he can without actually melting into it, his voice half-muffled in the pillow.]

Oh my god, you are way too good to me...

Nah... just good enough, I think.

[Trust Teddy to be humble about his actions. Loving Billy like this just feels natural, and he loves to make him feel good, so what could be too good about this?

Though just to make things extra-nice, Teddy presses his thumbs in circles against Billy's lower back, and he keeps up that motion as he leans himself down and presses his lips against the flesh between Billy's wings, enjoying the feel of the feathers tickling his cheeks. He then nuzzles the spot with his nose and lips before pressing little kisses downward, until he reaches his hands, which still work at the muscles within the small of Billy's back.]

Ready for the rest? [And because Teddy can be pretty shameless when he's alone with Billy, he lets his hands slide down until the brush against the curve of Billy's ass, fingers musing there.]

[Well, better than what he'd originally thought, at least- that Teddy was too good for him or something. Then again sometimes he thought Teddy was too damn good for anyone. There'd certainly been moments.

This isn't one of them. This moment is just: he's in love, he had excellent sex, and he enjoys being pampered. That's about all the haze of his mind is able to cover right now.

His wings flutter a bit as Teddy draws away from them, practically with a mind of their own, and he takes a moment to stretch them out fully, back arching, shoulders rolling. He still feels loose and a bit noodle-armed, but it feels good to- well, feel them again.

His ass, though...]

Hrngh. Depends on what you do with that.

[It's not quite a wince, more of a preemptive, cautious expression, because he's still pretty damn tender in that particular area from what they'd just done, but he trusts Teddy to be gentle. Still, it never hurts to give a little extra warning, just in case.

He's smiling where his face is pressed against the crook of his arm, though, head tilted so the expression is visible, so Teddy can at least gauge his mood if he cares to look.]

[That look on Billy's face, a smile tinged with comfort and contentedness, makes Teddy feel a warm sensation in his chest that makes him feel like melting a little, a feeling he remembers having when Billy first set his eyes on Teddy's true form and smiled. He's not sure why - something about seeing Billy so at peace like they aren't in a place like Luceti, like it's just the two of them, two people so very in love and being close and intimate with each other, like the world outside doesn't even exist anymore.

Some people said the "head over heels" part of being in love happens early and then fades to something more calm, but it's been a little more than a year and Teddy's still doing tumbles in his head.]

Not manhandle it like I did earlier, so you're in luck.

[In fact, he moves his hands away from Billy's (perfectly shaped in his opinion) ass to move his fingers in the tear of the outfit, grows his fingers into claws, and then begins to tear his way down again, this time making two separate lines, the first down one leg, and the second down the other. It takes a little longer, but once he's finished, he lifts one of Billy's legs out of the costume, claws still out, and presses a kiss to the back of his knee as he lowers it to the bed, free of the confining spandex.]

You have come to fight as free legs. And free legs you are! What will you do without freedom? Will you fight? [He quotes as he trails his fingers up and down the length of Billy's legs, feeling for tension that might be there. God, he loves his legs.]

[Billy snorts at that, quietly at first, then he turns his head to press it against the bed, shoulders shaking with muffled laughter. The humour of Teddy's statement is clashing with the delightful feeling of fingers on his skin, and his toes twist together and curl to show his appreciation for it. When he manages to lift his head again, breathless and grinning, he has to spit out a feather from the wreck of his pillow.]

You are the weirdest guy I know.

[His tone is affectionate as ever, anyway, obviously not bothered by the weirdness. He just let himself get screwed senseless by a big green alien, he'd be a hypocrite to point fingers when it comes to unusual behaviour anyway.]

You're one to talk.

[Teddy's tone is just as affectionate, obviously thinking the same thing. But he's also caught up with turning his stroking touches into first light massaging, and then a little harder, though his touch turns gentle again when he's near Billy's upper thighs. Billy is the one who got screwed senseless by a big green alien, after all; he deserves a full body massage.

Though, speaking of that...

For the moment, Teddy pauses his ministrations to stretch out over Billy's body, one arm above the other teen's head to hold his weight, the other finding and twining with one of Billy's hands as he lays out over him, his chest against Billy's back, and nuzzles his hair before he leans his head around to whisper in his ear.]

So, I finally know what it's like to sleep with a superhero. And it's awesome.

Edited 2013-07-10 12:50 (UTC)

[Billy is quiet for a long moment at that, indulging in the comfortable weight of his boyfriend laying over him, pressing his body up against Teddy's to increase the contact. He gives the blond's hand a squeeze, thumb stroking over the other's. It's nice, and he could easily fall asleep this way in no time, except...

He tilts his head to the side to lift a brow at Teddy.]

Are you implying, Mr. Altman, that sleeping with me out of costume wasn't awesome? Because my memories say otherwise. Noisily and with great enthusiasm, even.

Mm... Sleeping with you outside of costume is probably better, if I had to be honest.

[Teddy smiles down at Billy, just adoring that raised eyebrow, then shuts his eyes to move his head down and brush his lips against Billy's now bare shoulder.]

Not that seeing you in it wasn't hot as hell; God, you're so incredible... But I can see you like this outside of it.

[Another brush of the lips, one with slight pressure to make it more of a kiss than a nuzzle, and a playful push of his hips against Billy's to punctuate his point.]

And I love you.

[Billy groans quietly at that, and it's a mixture of pain and pleasure. His arm slides out from beneath his chin, lifts- and Teddy gets a light smack on the side of his head for his trouble.]

Ow. Love me with your lips, not your hips. I'm still tender down there. Jerk.

[Contrary to his words, he doesn't sound particularly angry, and the hand he'd whacked Teddy with moves further down to slide over the blond's naked side, stroking down his hip as far as he can reach. Apparently those words were very much appreciated, even if the pressure on his backside isn't.]

[Teddy chuckles lightly at the smack and the words, obviously seeing what he really means behind all the sarcasm. But he follows through with the hit as well, his head moving back as if he were slapped in slow-motion, and with a quiet "sorry" for the hip bump, Teddy starts to kiss down Billy's backside, down towards the small of it, hands stroking down Billy's sides as he moves, and drawls out his words for his next reference.]

Aaaaaas yooooou wiiiiiish...

[That earns another amused snort from Billy, followed by a self-indulgent sigh and the relaxation of his body under Teddy's gentle ministrations. When he responds, his voice is a lazy murmur, sounding as content as he looks.]

Nn... what've I said about not being your princess...

And what've I said about you being my prince?

[Which is ironic, considering. Once Teddy reaches the small of his back, he stops to just look down at him, fingers stroking the backs of his upper thighs in a downward fashion, away from his center.

...

Hmm, yeah.]

Actually, we should probably take a bath or something. We're both kind of messy.

[Billy more so than Teddy, considering he didn't wear a condom for this, but if they're going to sleep, they might as well get clean before they wake up smelly and sticking to everything.]

....Hrngh.

[Billy's response is a groan, burying his face into the pillow again, hands weakly gripping the sheets.]

Only if you drive... I am 300% sure that my legs couldn't carry me to the door, nevermind the bathroom...

Can you at least get on your back? Unless you want me to manhandle you more than I need to.

[Teddy, meanwhile, edges off of the bed and gets to his feet, like he hadn't just had wild sex. Trust him to recover quickly.]

[Assholes with super strength, ugh. Billy relents, though, nodding - he's pretty sure he doesn't want to be lugged out of the bedroom fireman-style after a night like that, because seriously, what a way to murder the romance - and pushes against the mattress to try and roll over. It's kind of a pathetic attempt, but he makes it at least halfway, and that's better than nothing.

So much effort, though. He hasn't felt this wasted since that time they did three rounds in one night.]

Ohhhh my god. Just leave me here to die. I'll die happy, I promise.

Mmmm. Nope. I don't want you coming back to life stuck to the bed.

[Billy being on his side is good enough. At least, enough for Teddy to lean down to pull his boyfriend into his arms and straighten up again with ease, holding Billy against his torso, though he's slow and gentle with his movements. God, but he loves doing this, even if he doesn't get to do it all that often.]

[Billy replies with what is basically a contented sigh, cuddling up against Teddy's body as best as he can in his position. This is one of those days where he's more than happy to indulge in Teddy's love of doing this, half because it's pretty much a necessity at this point, and half because he's feeling a little self-indulgent himself. His legs still feel a bit like noodles and his butt is indescribably steamrolled, but Teddy is warm and comfortable and soon they'll be in an even more warm and comfortable bath together, so he's cozy enough.

No matter how he feels, he won't stop believing that the whole experience wa absolutely worth it.]

[Having Billy cuddled up against him like this is even better, causing Teddy to give a gentle, affectionate smile as he walks, easily getting past the door even with his arms full (shapeshifters, man, even if the form that opens the door seems a little slow and sluggish contrary to the rest of Teddy's movements). Every time they have sex, Teddy's always grateful for the soundproof room, and this time he's even more so. Billy was pretty much noisier than he'd ever been... (and he did that, Teddy did that to him.)

Once they're in the restroom, Teddy sits down at the edge of the tub and turns on the water, adjusts the temperature, and all without letting go of Billy.]

Still hanging in there? Or did we leave your ass behind back there?

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[action, february 23rd] imagine the bruises are how his ass feels rn

[action, february 23rd] is there a band-aid too

[action, february 23rd] a butt-aid

[action, february 23rd] that just sounds like a hearing-aid for butts

[action, february 23rd] some people really wanna hear their farts??

[action, february 23rd] that's gross billy

[action, february 23rd] maybe he got it for his little bros

[action, february 23rd] butt-aids for the buttheads

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