Teddy Altman ; APPOINTMENTS

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[Action, January 1st]
Thank you!
[action, february 23rd]
[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.
[action, february 23rd]
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.
[action, february 23rd]
[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.
[action, february 23rd]
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.]
[action, february 23rd]
Aaaaaas yooooou wiiiiiish...
[action, february 23rd]
Nn... what've I said about not being your princess...
[action, february 23rd]
[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.]
[action, february 23rd]
[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...
[action, february 23rd]
[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.]
[action, february 23rd] imagine the bruises are how his ass feels rn
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.
[action, february 23rd] is there a band-aid too
[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.]
[action, february 23rd] a butt-aid
No matter how he feels, he won't stop believing that the whole experience wa absolutely worth it.]
[action, february 23rd] that just sounds like a hearing-aid for butts
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?
[action, february 23rd] some people really wanna hear their farts??
Mm... not sure I can feel it anymore...
[action, february 23rd] that's gross billy
I have a lot of work cut out for me, then. You can't just walk around the rest of your life with a numb butt, right?
[action, february 23rd] maybe he got it for his little bros
[That's as coherent of a response as he gets for a long moment; Teddy gets an appreciative nuzzle once contact is made, one arm sliding out from his cuddle position to snake around Teddy's bicep.]
Your responsibility... since you put it to sleep in the first place...
[...Can butts even fall asleep? He's not sure that's actually the cause of that tingling sensation, anyway, but he can't be assed to analyze it.]
[action, february 23rd] butt-aids for the buttheads
[Great minds think alike, it seems. He looks back at the tub - about halfway full, which is good. Even with their shared body heat, it's still a little cold, what with the both of them being naked and it being the tail end of winter still.]
[action, february 23rd] jkshkdf
[He stops himself, because he's too sleepy and content with the night's event to get depressed about being here for so long. But it doesn't mean he can't miss the internet.]
'm gonna make a list... all the stupid stuff I want to look up when we go home.
[action, february 23rd]
[God, he misses the internet too. Googling things, wasting his life watching cat videos...
But he really is too content to be depressed about it. Plus, all he really needs is the teen in his arms. Maybe they can, gasp, read a book on it at some point.
... What is the world coming to when they have to resort to books instead of a quick look-up.]
[action, february 23rd]
[Billy's free hand slips loose and is lowered into the water, swishing through it both to check out the temperature and to wake himself up a little, try to regain some coherence so Teddy doesn't get stuck talking to himself. He is tired, sure, but it isn't that late, and he doesn't want to fall asleep yet.]