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[Goddammit, Teddy. He knew you'd be on that again. Luckily, you've given him a better idea for a distraction.

Billy quirks a brow, reaching out to pluck the comic back out of Teddy's hands and set it down on the desk. Then he stood, closing the distance between them again and winding his arms around Teddy's neck.]

Se-cret pro-ject. No questions yet, okay?

[None the wiser, Teddy lifts hands to place against Billy's waist, his own brows quirked up at that response.]

Okay, okay. But you're making me really curious by hiding it all, you know?

I knew that the second you walked in the door. It's not a crime to be curious.

[Just don't expect him to answer any of those questions. He leans closer still, standing on his tiptoes to get himself level enough with Teddy to press a kiss to his lips.]

Mmmmm...

[Teddy shuts his eyes into the kiss and returns it, hands sliding down to Billy's hips and upper thighs before moving back up again. When the kiss breaks, he gives a pleased smile while a blush dusts his cheeks.]

Curiosity killed the cat, I think the saying goes.

Cats have nine lives. I think you'll live.

[Billy kisses him again, longer and more tenderly this time, leaning back and tugging Teddy with him to try and ease him off the desk. There are much more comfortable ways of doing this.]

[Well. If Teddy wants to keep up the kiss, then there's nothing he can do except follow Billy's lead. And since he does want to keep up the kiss, he does follow suit.

Now that he's away from the desk, he slides his arms around Billy's waist instead, fingers stroking against the small of his back. Makeout is a go? At least until they're interrupted again?]

[Yessss, makeout is totally a go. Billy makes a pleased humming noise and backs up until his knees hit the edge of the bed, and then he slides his arms down to touch at the sides of Teddy's face, urging him closer as he tentatively opens up the kiss a little. With Teddy as shy as he is, he doesn't want to push too hard, too fast, but... god, he really wants to try something. And today it feels like they've been given an unusual opportunity.]

[The apartment is blessedly empty, and while they don't have plenty of time, it's enough to get something done, what with the parents having to take the kids out to see a movie Teddy and Billy were not the least bit interested in.

The invitation is there, and Teddy takes it. He deepens the kiss and leans a little further until his hands are against the bed, though it's not enough to urge Billy onto it. It's more like a question, letting Billy make the decision rather than Teddy doing it for him.]

[It's a surprising move, and Billy feels encouraged and reassured by it; if Teddy's making that first move - or at least, asking the silent question which Billy understands immediately - it means that all he has to do is grant permission. Without another moment's hesitation he leans back with Teddy and sits on the edge of the mattress. As long as Teddy moves with him, he won't stop until his back's right on the bed.

God. God, this is totally what he'd been craving. He can already feel the stirring, the promise of a fantastic afternoon or a frustrating session of jerking off, depending on how this goes.]

[And move with him he does, one hand cradling the back of Billy's head to make the descent easier. They've madeout before, they've even fooled around before, so Teddy knows this part well. It's if they start to move beyond it that he starts to lose his footing a bit.

Right now though, with Billy's back against the bed, Teddy slides his other hand up his stomach and torso - not under his shirt, but the movement is still enough to hike the cloth up a little. Not intentional, but - good, yes, very good.]

[Billy can't help releasing a muffled gasp - halfway a groan - against Teddy's lips, sliding his body to position himself under the other boy, his hands sliding down between them and gripping the material of Teddy's shirt at his sides. It takes a great deal of restraint not to start tearing Teddy's clothes off then and there, and he mentally crushes the desire, replacing it instead with slowly, slowly. They can work up to it. There's enough time. ...He thinks. He hopes, rather.

Well, if worst comes to worst, he can always cast a spell or something.]

[Okay. Oookay okay, now Teddy's starting to feel that stir, with Billy under him the way he is. He lets out a muffled groan as well, and the intensity of the kiss increases for a moment before he pulls back, trying to catch his breath, his eyes a little hazy as he looks down at his boyfriend.]

Do you, uh... mind if I...? [He brings his hand down to the exposed skin of Billy's stomach, barely caressing, not exploring just yet. Does he mind if he does?]

[Billy shivers, nodding and idly licking his lips to dampen them, his own fingers toying at the edge of Teddy's shirt. With Teddy leaning over him like this he feels hot, overdressed. He could happily take all their clothes off in a heartbeat.]

My, um... they won't be back for a while...

[The question - the invitation, really - is clear. He's down for basically whatever, at this point, and his body is definitely saying yes.]

[Teddy nods in return, swallowing to relieve his dry throat, and slides his hand up and under Billy's shirt, the other curling into his hair as he presses another kiss to his lips. Hopefully they have enough time to fulfill both of their needs, whatever they might turn into.

He follows the curve of Billy's stomach, the lines of his abdomen, the muscles of his torso and - and god, his nipples, until his fingers can trace along his collarbone. Along with that motion, he finds that he's a bit tired of leaning over, and he starts to climb onto the bed, enough to straddle Billy's hips.

How long has it been since they got a real moment to themselves like this? Way too long, in his opinion, and the hardness in his jeans seem to prove that just as much enthusiastic actions.]

[Billy arches his body upwards once Teddy is straddling him, one leg shifting to brush up against Teddy's thighs. His mouth opens mid-kiss, prodding gently and experimentally in the hopes of adding some extra heat. His hands explore the blond's body, carefully avoiding the areas of his stomach that Billy knew were still sensitive at this point, focusing instead on what else he figures isn't off-limits. Which is pretty much everything else he can reach...

He can't help feeling excited, and his body shows it with the eagerness of his movement and the muffled noises that echo Teddy's groan. He wants no misinterpretation, here- he wants this, whatever Teddy will allow him to have. He's so on board.]

[This time it's Teddy opening up to the kiss, letting Billy take control of it and doing whatever he wants. He leans his body towards the touches he makes, and - and he feels so heated, like he's wearing too many clothes. But... nngh. He's always been a little shy about showing so much skin in such an intimate way, especially when he now has a mess of scars on his stomach.

For now, though, he breaks the kiss and leans back a bit, both hands under Billy's shirt now, and he looks at him as he pushes it up towards his armpits.]

Can I... take this off?

[It's so strange, doing this with a Teddy that's so shy about it. It's been strange ever since he got back, and he's been spending all this time adjusting to it, easing himself back into the groove of what was normal- and alternatively, easing Teddy into the groove of what's normal for him. It's been slow-going, but they've slowly been easing towards a sort of equilibrium.

A part of him has wondered if it wouldn't be better to hold back until his Teddy returns, until the memories of their life together unlock, but somehow, that didn't seem right, either. It's not like the person with him here and now is a different Teddy. He's just younger, less experienced, and doesn't know what Billy knows. Teddy is Teddy, regardless of all that. And Billy loves him, wants to be with him.

If Teddy's willing, he... doesn't want to stop this.]

Yeah... yeah, you can.

[He lets Teddy's waist go, lifting his arms above his head to avoid getting in the way. He wants to ask Teddy for the same thing, but- one step at a time. He's fussy about his body, and the scars bothered him back then - now - so for the moment he'll let Teddy have his fun.]

[Teddy gives a heady smile at that, and with Billy's permission granted, he lifts the shirt up and over his head, then tosses it to the side carelessly, not even caring about where it's going, because there's Billy's gorgeous torso beneath him.

...

Nnnnngh. It makes him want to... Want to...

Well, lean down and start pressing kisses against it, starting at the chest, up and over the collarbone, and towards the junction of his neck and shoulder. Teddy knows better than to make a hickey right where his parents could see it; how embarrassing and punishable would that be, if Billy had to walk around with a bruise on his neck for his family to see?

He does, however, start on making one where he knows his shirts will cover it up. He kisses first, then scraps his teeth against it, then sucks at the skin, tongue grazing over the spot to soothe it before repeating the process. The rest of his boyfriend isn't going unloved, however; with one hand balancing him above Billy, the other slides up his chest and to one of his nipples, where he teases it to a hard nub - perfect for teasing with his mouth later.

He's not totally unpracticed at this, at least, and seeing Billy laid out beneath him like this... It's all kinds of tantalizing.]

[If the lack of practice shows, Billy makes no mention of it, nor does he indicate it in his reactions; it does feel different, admittedly, and Teddy isn't a master of where to touch and what to do yet, but it feels great nonetheless. He gasps when he feels teeth on his neck, the sound quickly shifting to an outright moan, and his hands slide encouragingly through Teddy's hair, over his shoulders, down his back. He lets his entire body show his boyfriend a clear message of more, more. It doesn't have to be perfect. All that matters is sincerity, and love. They've got that in spades.

With his legs pinned between Teddy's and Teddy himself so occupied (and unkissable), there's not much he can do except lay back and enjoy it, but that doesn't stop him from shifting his knee up just enough to rub against the sizable erection in Teddy's pants. Yeah, he noticed that.]

[The pressure against his erection makes Teddy groan, and he gives that spot on Billy's neck one last suck before he presses his forehead to his shoulder and drives his hips down against Billy's knee. It feels so good, and the quiet noises he lets out makes that pretty obvious.

But this isn't just about him. It's about the both of them, it's about how in love they are and just how much they want to experience together. He lifts his head then and looks down at Billy, his eyes just slightly darker than their usual color.]

Um... you wanna... [He licks his lips, and he can't help smiling down at his boyfriend, his wonderful, amazing boyfriend.] I mean. We should actually do this... properly?

[They're kind of sideways on the bed, and all, and he can't go much lower than Billy's chest when he's like this. So to fix this, and to also give Billy a chance at doing what he wants to him, Teddy eases himself away, then down, this time with his head on the pillow and his eyes on Billy, toes curling with excitement. Maybe they can keep doing this, this switching out thing. Give each other both a chance to explore to their heart's (and dick's) content.]

[Would shouting "YES WE TOTALLY SHOULD" be too eager? Probably, so Billy refrains somehow. He chews on his lower lip thoughtfully, rolling at first to face Teddy sideways, then again to straddle him the way Teddy had done with him only moments ago. Much as he'd love to let them fumble and stammer adorably through this for a few hours, they would never get anywhere before his parents and brothers came home. Teddy's understandably nervous, having never done this.

Billy, though? He's not nervous at all. Just eager, and happy, and... really, really horny. Still. Hmm.

Maybe, just maybe, if he leads, they can do this. Teddy can draw upon his confidence, and they won't have to stop unless one of them backs off.

Teddy's given him an opening, so he takes it; reaching down between them, he rubs a palm over the bulge in Teddy's pants, watching his expression.]

I'd... really like that. You trust me? To take care of you?

[Teddy, while a little nervous, isn't sure how far they're taking this. Right now, his mind is on "however far we're allowed", not "to the next level, for the first time ever".

He can pick up the shift in tone in Billy's questions, and it makes him pause, even though he can't help lifting his hips up to the touch. Billy sounds... really serious about this, no blushing or stammering, no awkward nerves or reaching out to just kiss him already, but... huh.

So Teddy blinks, then answers slowly:]

Uh... yeah? Of course I trust you.

Mm.

[Billy isn't certain that Teddy understands what exactly he's saying - though it's his own fault for being vague - but he can't just outright say, "I know exactly how to screw you cross-eyed" without things getting weird. So, okay. Teddy trusts him - because of course he does - and he'll have to trust Teddy to tell him if he's not okay with any of this.

Exhaling softly, he finally nods, shifting down a bit so he can lean down and press his face against the spot between Teddy's stomach and crotch, kissing a (happy) trail downwards where his shirt had ridden up a bit. His palm still moves against Teddy's erection, the other hand fiddling with the button of his jeans.]

'im gonna take these off.

[It's not a question, but there's also an open invitation for Teddy to object before he dives in.]

[Teddy can't help squirming a bit, his body reacting to how Billy kisses between a spot that's so uncomfortable for him and one that's really in dire need of attention right now. And also: he's happy, he's nervous and excited, and he bites his lip lightly as Billy starts to toy with his jeans and - wow, that sure was a way to say that.]

Wow. Mr. Matter-of-Fact over here.

[He lifts his head to stick his tongue out at Billy to show that he's kidding, he's kidding, and... after that, he kind of can't help wanting to watch what happens. It's embarrassing, sure, knowing that Billy's going to take his pants off, but - well. They've done this before, and it's starting to get less nerve-wracking and more really goddamn hot.]

Uh-huh. You'll thank me later.

[He may be a little out of practice, but only by a handful of months, and he's had years to perfect his technique. He's not sure if he could fake a virgin act if he wanted to.

He kind of really doesn't; it's more fun to do it well and get Teddy to squirm.

With a cheeky grin in response to Teddy's gentle jab, he pops the button and within moments the pants and underwear are down far enough to expose a very obviously erect dick. Billy gives the shaft a few appreciative strokes - it's been a while, okay, and he's happy to get it back in his hand - then bends to take it into his mouth. No hesitation, no fumbling uncertainty. God, he's practically hungry for it.

Really, really should not have had as much sex as we did in the apartment. Not that he regrets, it's just obscenely difficult to live so deprived in the aftermath.]

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