Title: Ritual
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Billy/Teddy
Prompt: 9. Fire
Word Count: 320
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Billy needed a little help with the ritual. Teddy wasn’t about to say no.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Notes: … the internet is for porn?
Teddy was only peripherally aware of the fact that green fire was springing up around him. Billy, he had to admit, was far more fascinating. He was trembling, lips slightly parted as he watched Teddy with half lidded eyes that glowed… actually glowed faintly blue. Teddy was in him to the hilt, and it took every ounce of self control not to thrust, not to pin Billy to the floor and thrust his way to sweet release. “God, Billy…”
“Soon,” Billy whispered breathlessly. “Soon, soon, soon…” He shuddered, reaching out to touch the circle of fire around them. He stuttered out something Teddy didn’t really understand. Part of the spell. Teddy buried his nose in Billy’s hair, clutching the other boy’s hips as tightly as he dared. In spite of Billy’s spell, in spite of him saying that they needed to go slow, he thrust. Billy cried out and threw his head back in a choked off sob.
“Please, Billy,” Teddy sighed. “Please…”
The flames flared blue, then white, watching over them then spreading to the rest of the room. They didn’t burn. Billy thrust back, hands clenching on Teddy’s shoulders as he slid his tongue into the blond’s mouth.
Taking this as a sign to go ahead, he wrapped his arms around Billy and pinned him to the floor with his weight, pushing in roughly. Billy cried out again, back arching hard as he met with Teddy’s every move. One of them was swearing, and Teddy honestly couldn’t say which one of them it was.
The spell didn’t matter. The words didn’t matter. All that mattered was right there, right now, the two of them.
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Billy/Teddy
Prompt: 9. Fire
Word Count: 320
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Billy needed a little help with the ritual. Teddy wasn’t about to say no.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Notes: … the internet is for porn?
Teddy was only peripherally aware of the fact that green fire was springing up around him. Billy, he had to admit, was far more fascinating. He was trembling, lips slightly parted as he watched Teddy with half lidded eyes that glowed… actually glowed faintly blue. Teddy was in him to the hilt, and it took every ounce of self control not to thrust, not to pin Billy to the floor and thrust his way to sweet release. “God, Billy…”
“Soon,” Billy whispered breathlessly. “Soon, soon, soon…” He shuddered, reaching out to touch the circle of fire around them. He stuttered out something Teddy didn’t really understand. Part of the spell. Teddy buried his nose in Billy’s hair, clutching the other boy’s hips as tightly as he dared. In spite of Billy’s spell, in spite of him saying that they needed to go slow, he thrust. Billy cried out and threw his head back in a choked off sob.
“Please, Billy,” Teddy sighed. “Please…”
The flames flared blue, then white, watching over them then spreading to the rest of the room. They didn’t burn. Billy thrust back, hands clenching on Teddy’s shoulders as he slid his tongue into the blond’s mouth.
Taking this as a sign to go ahead, he wrapped his arms around Billy and pinned him to the floor with his weight, pushing in roughly. Billy cried out again, back arching hard as he met with Teddy’s every move. One of them was swearing, and Teddy honestly couldn’t say which one of them it was.
The spell didn’t matter. The words didn’t matter. All that mattered was right there, right now, the two of them.