Sleeping Arrangements
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dorksidefikerTitle: Sleeping Arrangements
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Billy/Teddy
Prompt: 36. Backwards
Word Count: 571
Rating: R
Summary: Teddy’s finally learned how Billy sleeps.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Well, little. Y’all get it, right?
Notes: From the Saga of Billy Wagner.
Billy Wagner slept on his stomach. Teddy Altman found this out completely innocently, one night when they’d ended up sharing a room while hiding from one of Apocalypse’s Horsemen in a monastery. He was also a restless sleeper, tossing and turning and contorting constantly in his sleep. Teddy knew that because Billy’s constant movement kept him awake. It stopped being cute around four in the morning. “Billy.”
Billy rolled over and twisted, the back of his head nearly touching his leg. He murmured sleepily, almost waking up before slipping deeper into sleep. Teddy flopped down on his sleeping bag and watched the young mutant. Billy rolled over twice, ending up back on his stomach, with his tail wrapped around his blanket.
“Billy,” Teddy repeated, a little more emphatically. Billy grunted, turning over so he was facing Teddy, eyes opened just a crack; tiny golden slits against dark blue fur and unfairly thick lashes. Teddy licked this lips, trying to remember what he had been about to say. Billy propped his head up with his hand, bringing his left foot up to rest on his right thigh, mouth opening in a lengthy yawn, revealing sharp white teeth. Teddy was reminded of a cat just awoken from it’s nap.
“Hm?”
“Nothing. Never mind. Sorry.”
Billy rolled onto his back and lay there bonelessly, further cementing Teddy’s thoughts of Billy’s cat-ness. He’s stretched, scratching his stomach lightly. Teddy watched Billy’s shirt creep up his stomach, revealing more dark fur that seemed to get thicker as it disappeared down into his pants. Teddy closed his eyes and tried to lay claim to what sleep he could while he could. He was so intent on that that he didn’t realize that Billy had moved until he felt the warm weight settle on top of him. Teddy’s eyes shot open, and he sat up as best he could with Billy resting his arms on Teddy’s chest, and his chin propped up on his wrists. Billy shifted his weight, watching Teddy with his lower lip caught between his teeth. Tentatively, Teddy reached out and brushed his fingers across the downy fur of Billy’s cheek. Billy leaned his head into the touch, eyes still mostly closed, and Teddy let his fingers slide into Billy’s hair. He pulled Billy’s head closer lips just barely brushing Teddy’s. Billy wriggled, and Teddy kissed him harder. The blue furred mutant squirmed more, opening his mouth to allow Teddy’s tongue in while he moved his hips, trying to find just the right spot…
Teddy gasped into Billy’s mouth as their cocks brushed through their clothes, and clutched carefully at the other boy. Teddy’s arm went around Billy’s waist, and his hand slid under his shirt, tracing the curve of Billy’s back. The fur there was every bit as soft as he’d though it would be. Billy arched his back, letting his head roll back as Teddy nuzzled his neck, making the boy moan softly. Teddy held him close, nuzzling and planting kisses, finally stopping when he got an earring caught on the chain of Billy’s Saint Christopher medal. “Oh -- damn --!”
“Hold still,” Billy said, “I think I can-”
“Ow ow ow!”
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Billy/Teddy
Prompt: 36. Backwards
Word Count: 571
Rating: R
Summary: Teddy’s finally learned how Billy sleeps.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Well, little. Y’all get it, right?
Notes: From the Saga of Billy Wagner.
Billy Wagner slept on his stomach. Teddy Altman found this out completely innocently, one night when they’d ended up sharing a room while hiding from one of Apocalypse’s Horsemen in a monastery. He was also a restless sleeper, tossing and turning and contorting constantly in his sleep. Teddy knew that because Billy’s constant movement kept him awake. It stopped being cute around four in the morning. “Billy.”
Billy rolled over and twisted, the back of his head nearly touching his leg. He murmured sleepily, almost waking up before slipping deeper into sleep. Teddy flopped down on his sleeping bag and watched the young mutant. Billy rolled over twice, ending up back on his stomach, with his tail wrapped around his blanket.
“Billy,” Teddy repeated, a little more emphatically. Billy grunted, turning over so he was facing Teddy, eyes opened just a crack; tiny golden slits against dark blue fur and unfairly thick lashes. Teddy licked this lips, trying to remember what he had been about to say. Billy propped his head up with his hand, bringing his left foot up to rest on his right thigh, mouth opening in a lengthy yawn, revealing sharp white teeth. Teddy was reminded of a cat just awoken from it’s nap.
“Hm?”
“Nothing. Never mind. Sorry.”
Billy rolled onto his back and lay there bonelessly, further cementing Teddy’s thoughts of Billy’s cat-ness. He’s stretched, scratching his stomach lightly. Teddy watched Billy’s shirt creep up his stomach, revealing more dark fur that seemed to get thicker as it disappeared down into his pants. Teddy closed his eyes and tried to lay claim to what sleep he could while he could. He was so intent on that that he didn’t realize that Billy had moved until he felt the warm weight settle on top of him. Teddy’s eyes shot open, and he sat up as best he could with Billy resting his arms on Teddy’s chest, and his chin propped up on his wrists. Billy shifted his weight, watching Teddy with his lower lip caught between his teeth. Tentatively, Teddy reached out and brushed his fingers across the downy fur of Billy’s cheek. Billy leaned his head into the touch, eyes still mostly closed, and Teddy let his fingers slide into Billy’s hair. He pulled Billy’s head closer lips just barely brushing Teddy’s. Billy wriggled, and Teddy kissed him harder. The blue furred mutant squirmed more, opening his mouth to allow Teddy’s tongue in while he moved his hips, trying to find just the right spot…
Teddy gasped into Billy’s mouth as their cocks brushed through their clothes, and clutched carefully at the other boy. Teddy’s arm went around Billy’s waist, and his hand slid under his shirt, tracing the curve of Billy’s back. The fur there was every bit as soft as he’d though it would be. Billy arched his back, letting his head roll back as Teddy nuzzled his neck, making the boy moan softly. Teddy held him close, nuzzling and planting kisses, finally stopping when he got an earring caught on the chain of Billy’s Saint Christopher medal. “Oh -- damn --!”
“Hold still,” Billy said, “I think I can-”
“Ow ow ow!”