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005 - Action/Voice
[Today marked a big day for Teddy Altman: He's eighteen today. If he were back in New York, he could vote in elections, own a credit/debit card of his own, and not have to groan over papers and applications that had a little note for people who were under eighteen. He's pretty much an adult now.
He still kind of feels like a young teenager who has no idea what he's doing, though, so he can't help being a little disappointed when he wakes up and doesn't suddenly feel like a man with a plan who knows everything and can do anything.
After gently being coaxed outside by Billy, Teddy decides to do all the things he usually does, seeing how Luceti is sorely lacking in ways to celebrate a milestone year like this. He wanders and chats up store owners, from the bakery to the weapon shop to Seventh Heaven to even the general store. He gets himself a large meal for lunch, as is customary for a guy like him, and orders his favorite just for today. He visits the library and reads up on whatever new comics they have, and that's where he gets lost in thought enough to open his journal and ask a question that's been on his mind since the day began.]
When someone turns eighteen, do they do anything special? It's a pretty big thing for teenagers in America; you can vote and get drafted and pretty much be considered an adult by the law. But does it mean anything in other worlds? Call me curious.
[He goes to the Battledome after that to simulate a basketball game – just to watch this time, not to participate. The 1992 East Regional Final, Duke verses Kentucky, one of the most suspenseful games in history and something that Teddy had watched on YouTube, but certainly not like this. It's no wonder that he's particularly hyped when he walks out. So much so that he takes to the sky as soon as he's outside, deciding that he'd rather take the joyride home rather than plain old walking. He's still a teenager, and he still feels pretty invincible even without that adult knowledge he was expecting, so why not?
Teddy might not feel any different, but it's still a pretty special day.]
He still kind of feels like a young teenager who has no idea what he's doing, though, so he can't help being a little disappointed when he wakes up and doesn't suddenly feel like a man with a plan who knows everything and can do anything.
After gently being coaxed outside by Billy, Teddy decides to do all the things he usually does, seeing how Luceti is sorely lacking in ways to celebrate a milestone year like this. He wanders and chats up store owners, from the bakery to the weapon shop to Seventh Heaven to even the general store. He gets himself a large meal for lunch, as is customary for a guy like him, and orders his favorite just for today. He visits the library and reads up on whatever new comics they have, and that's where he gets lost in thought enough to open his journal and ask a question that's been on his mind since the day began.]
When someone turns eighteen, do they do anything special? It's a pretty big thing for teenagers in America; you can vote and get drafted and pretty much be considered an adult by the law. But does it mean anything in other worlds? Call me curious.
[He goes to the Battledome after that to simulate a basketball game – just to watch this time, not to participate. The 1992 East Regional Final, Duke verses Kentucky, one of the most suspenseful games in history and something that Teddy had watched on YouTube, but certainly not like this. It's no wonder that he's particularly hyped when he walks out. So much so that he takes to the sky as soon as he's outside, deciding that he'd rather take the joyride home rather than plain old walking. He's still a teenager, and he still feels pretty invincible even without that adult knowledge he was expecting, so why not?
Teddy might not feel any different, but it's still a pretty special day.]
[action]
[Teddy lets out a breathy chuckle of his own, and he reaches out his free hand to grab the lubricant from Billy. Two can play at this game, after all, and it might help Billy catch up a little. For just a moment, Teddy takes his eyes off of Billy's face and the stars surrounding it to pay attention to his hands as lets go of Billy, applies some lube to his fingers and palm, then wraps his slicker hand around him again, the stroking motions teasing more than anything.
Despite how mesmerizing it is to watch their hands work at each other, Teddy still lifts his gaze to Billy's face again, eager to watch him now that Teddy's returning the favor for him. He looks so breathtaking like this, his features just barely lit by the starscape behind him, the flush on his cheeks just slightly visible, and if Teddy wasn't sure this was a good idea before, he sure as hell is sure now.
... Even though it's still just a half-formed idea at best.]
I'm kind of just... going on the fly here, so... [They could keep going just like this, and Teddy would be equally pleased with that.]
[action]
[Billy's hips jerk abruptly; apparently the lube was just the right addition to kick-start him into the beginnings of arousal. And really, who can blame him (or his body, at that) - it feels amazing.]
Oh, hell... good idea... very, very good idea...
[Keep at it, flyboy.
With how impressively-hard Teddy is, and the way the lube is slipping around his fingers, Billy knows not to waste too much time. He lets his shifting hips edge himself forward, raising himself up on his knees to hover over Teddy's length, positioning both it and his own body. He glances up at Teddy, smiling lopsidedly and trying to shake loose hair out of his eyes, with marginal success.]
Ready to go into orbit...?
[Teddy likes lame jokes, may as well indulge a bit. It's still his birthday.]
[action]
Teddy still lets out a short bark of laughter at that, because that was such a lame joke and Teddy loves lame jokes. His own stroking stops for the moment so that he can place his hands on Billy's hips, a crooked grin on his face, and he plants his feet in the bed and curls his toes in the sheets in anticipation.]
Mm, yeah... Ready for liftoff.
[Well, if we're going with lame jokes here...]
[action]
Onwards to the stars.
With a shaky inhale, he sinks down, eyes clenching, fighting with his muscles to relax as he's entered. It hasn't been that long since round 1, so everything is still over-sensitive and tender, which only makes it better. Not to mention the lack of a condom...
Okay, yeah, Teddy has good ideas sometimes. A lot. Probably. Whatever, he lost coherency the second he reached the hilt of Teddy's dick and felt it brush teasingly against just the right spot.]
Haaaah... okay... okay... okay, okay, okay...
[action]
Teddy lets out a long sigh as he feels himself sink into Billy, the muscles clenching and relaxing around him and making it that much better. And with the way he first watches that, then looks up at Billy's face, then down again, it's as if he can't decide what to watch - both sights are ridiculously hot to him.
And when Billy's fully seated on him, Teddy shuts his eyes and just breathes deeply, fighting that urge to just dig his feet in and thrust his hips upward, knowing that Billy needs some time for this. Especially since it's taken him a while to get aroused, and - speaking of that...
He opens his eyes enough to bring one hand, the still slicked one, to Billy's shaft, letting his fingers and thumb stroke and glaze along the sides of it. He still feels that urge, but it's a little easier when he's focusing on something else.]
Nngh... Okay?
[action]
[Billy exhales, shivering, and cracks his eyes open, first one, then the other. It feels like his whole body is throbbing, pulsing with energy, and it feels great. He shifts a bit, grinding his hips, and when Teddy's arousal hits that magical spot again it makes him inhale.]
Nnnn... seemed like... the thing to say, I dunno...
[Coherency, what's that?]
[action]
Oh... Okay. That's a... a good thing to say... Yeah...
[Were you asking him what coherency was, because he can't quite recall.]
[action]
And then with a final push he lifts up again, tilts his head back, and sinks down, faster this time. Okay.
....
Way, way more than okay. Let's do that again, shall we?]
[action]
And he's determined to make those expressions even better.
Okay.
He'd slid his hand down to Billy's knee when he first started to move, yet now that he's found a starting rhythm, Teddy moves it back up to his hip, wraps his other hand fully around Billy's erection, then starts to meet his movements with his own, lifting his hips up as Billy sinks down. The first time it happens, it makes Teddy bite his lip, and then he grits his teeth, head pressing against the pillow as he watches Billy's reactions, eager to find that spot he'd been brushing against again and again.]
[action]
Oh man... T... Teddy... your face...
[He must like what he sees, because something in his expression is screaming for more.]
[action]
Oh hell yes, Teddy likes what he sees. He gives a quick, breathless little chuckle as a result, wishing he could wrap himself around his lover and kiss him and give him all the pleasure and love in the world.]
H-Haa, you're just... you're so - so hot, Billy, you're - oh my god, you should - see yourself...
[And Teddy is so, so incredibly lucky to have him. He tightens his grip on Billy's hip and curls his toes into the sheets as he pushes himself up harder, doing his best to imitate that one angle that can drive Billy wild.]
[action]
[-hot, is what he'd have liked to say - he's not exactly aroused by his own face, after all - but then Teddy shifts the way he shifts and it's right, just right, exactly the position needed to find that perfect spot. His words dissolve into a loud moan, and he lingers there, indulging in the sensation. It's hard to pull away and try again, but now that they've found the right combination, the fun part is repeating that sensation over, and over, and over.]
Ohhhh my god... Oh my god, Teddy...
[action]
Ha... but you are...
[He almost shuts his eyes when he pushes his hips up the same way again and again - almost, but he leaves them half-open and glazed with pleasure and love instead. He needs to keep watching this, needs to see Billy's expressions and the wonderful gift he gave him, and how together it's the most beautiful sight he's ever seen.]
You're - hngh, like... like the stars, B...
[action]
[Don't people see stars when they orgasm? Isn't that the cliche?
...Does he care right now?
...Nope, sure doesn't. Since Billy isn't looking down on the stars, he does close his eyes, instinct taking over and allowing his movements to become wilder, less restrained, more forceful. He picks up the pace bit by bit, trusting Teddy to follow suit, fingertips resting on Teddy's stomach to give him enough support and push to lift himself up every time. He's definitely hard now, almost painfully so, and his thrusts shift to lean into Teddy's touch, keeping a careful and practiced balance between positions so he doesn't miss out on any sensation.
Definitely... definitely one of Teddy's better ideas.]
[action]
He finally does shut his eyes, the urge to relish in the sensations winning out over everything else, and he allows instinct to take over as well. With one hand holding Billy's hip and the other stroking his erection with practiced ease, Teddy plants his feet into the bed to thrust his hips up harder, faster, matching Billy's pace, keeping enough of his mind to try aiming for Billy's sweet spot every time.
For just a second, he wonders if it'd be even better if he flipped them over, taking Billy against the mattress and letting his lover become completely unwound underneath him. But then he pushes it out of his head, because the thought of seeing Billy orgasm with the stars around him is so much more desirable right now.]
[action]
He's getting close now, so close, he can feel it. And he doesn't even bother trying to tell Teddy anymore because his body does the job for him- the way his back arches, the way his muscles tighten, the way he gets almost agonizingly hard in Teddy's hand. The way he moans, loudly and without restraint, mouth agape, hair shining in starlight. And then Teddy's next thrust hits deep and rough and just right, and he cries out, finally releasing messily between them.
Oh, hell.]
[action]
Oh, god. Billy, his hair and skin shining in the starlight, his face flushed, his back arched, his muscled outlined with tension and the limited light in the room, caught up in the white-hot sensation of his orgasm...
It's gorgeous. Utterly breathtaking, and Billy has no idea how amazing he looks to Teddy.
With a deep and sharp inhale, Teddy grips Billy's hips with both hands and pushes his hips upwards in a quick succession, and considering what he just saw, and how close he already was, it doesn't take long at all for his muscles to tighten, his toes to curl and his nails to dig in. And it takes an even less amount of time for the final thrust that makes him arch his back, cry out and release himself inside of Billy, eyes clenched shut and head pressing back against the pillow.
Christ, that was...]
[action]
When it passes, and he comes back to himself again, Billy only has enough energy to lift himself off of Teddy and then back down again, freeing him. As reluctant as he is to lose the sensation, he knows that he's about to fall right over, and he'd prefer not to bend any sensitive bits when he does. Which is about five seconds after he sits back down again- just pitches forward with a gasp and a happy sigh, burying his face happily against Teddy's damp chest. Above them, the starscape has brightened up here and there, galaxies forming, stars twinkling in a pattern as if to serenade their very excellent sex.]
T... Teddy... Teddy... nnnn...
[That's post-sex Billy-speak for "that was really freaking good".]
[action]
And when he opens his eyes and sees the stars and the galaxies, even more bright and vibrant than before, absolutely breathtaking and yet unnatural in an incredible way... That smile grows, both because of how blitzed out he is and because of the way the ceiling looks now. It's beautiful, and... Teddy has a sneaking suspicion that it might have to do with how Billy's feeling, what with it being connected to his magic. It's only a suspicion, though, filed away to either be confirmed or denied. Right now, he has more important things on his mind, like... the lack of anything on his mind, considering the fantastic sex they just had.]
Ha... Billy...
[Teddy can't say much either. So he just lets out another chuckle, and a shudder from the residual, exhausted pleasure accompanies it. Yeah... Yeah, that was really good.]
[action]
Mmm... happy birthday...
[Can he have a birthday more often? Or maybe they should just do that more often. Because that felt pretty incredible.
Then again, sex with Teddy is always incredible. So they could pretty much just have more sex and he'd be okay with it.]
[action]
His grin turns more lazy, and he really can't resist shutting his eyes to just float in all the sensations. Satiated and relaxed and so completely in love.]
Was... a good one. [He loosens his hold to one that's more relaxed, and he lifts a hand to trail his fingertips through Billy's hair slowly, as if feeling each strand.] All thanks to you...
[action]
I think... it was a team effort.
[action]
Once he's settled again, his own hand moves to caress light circles into the brunet's shoulder, though the motion becomes wider until it becomes more of an oval, curving at his elbow and sliding back up his upper arm.]
Then... we sure make one hell of a team.
[action]
[Billy echoes that soft, contented noise, closing his eyes and continuing that gentle, stroking motion. It feels good to cozy up, particularly since his legs feel kind of like noodles right now. Maybe getting up is going to take longer than he anticipated.]
....We really need, like, wet wipes in the dresser or something.