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"Don't get fucked much," Teddy admits, though he has to agreed about this being good. Feels great to be able to be stretched open like this without the sting and ache. Doesn't even bother questioning why it doesn't hurt, because clearly it's more than just the lubricating himself.

Don't think, just feel, his brain tells him, and Teddy at last does roll them, his legs wrapping around Tommy's waist.

"Leave me wrecked. Hard and fast and begging, okay?"

That tracked with Tommy's vague assumption that Teddy would take the top more often with him and Billy. But he wasn't going to think about that too much, thoughts skirting carefully away from his brother as much as he could when he was dick deep in his brother's boyfriend.

He groaned when Teddy rolled them, settling atop him, one hand bracing him and panting as he stared down at Teddy, mussed and flushed and fucking gorgeous. Tommy kissed him fiercely. "Yeahokay. I will," he promised, already starting to move. Teddy was strong. He healed and he was a shapeshifter - sturdy and somehow wet and ready for him. He could take Tommy's strength in a way no one Tommy had been with really could. That was appealing all on its own and Tommy tested, hips slamming hard and fast into Teddy, watching his face to see if it was too much.

Oh, there's an expression, but it's pleasure. So much pleasure. Teddy's head tilts back as he moans, shivers, just quakes under a beautiful and amazing man who gives him what his body wants and needs.

"Harder," he provokes, moving his own hips to snap against Tommy's. "Fuck, could take you deeper too. However you want me, Tommy. Just don't stop until I'm full of you."

"Fuck," Tommy breathes. But he does what he's asked. Because Teddy asked for it. Teddy wanted it. And Tommy could tell from the way Teddy moans and shakes beneath him that Teddy's not just asking for Tommy's sake. He wants it for himself. That ... hits Tommy hard.

He slams into Teddy harder, grinding as deep inside him as he can with each thrust. "Fuck, you're good. So fuckinggood, Teddy."

He can't feel nearly so good as Tommy does, leaving Teddy's whole body on fire, screaming for more.

"Could be tighter. Hotter. Slicker for you. Tell me what you want. Let me be what you want."

Tommy groaned, shaking his head. "You are. I just ... fuck, Teddy, so hard for you. Make it feel good for you. Want you as fuckin' far gone as I am." Because Tommy couldn't think about anything but Teddy and how much he wanted.

He didn't NEED anything to make this good. "Just keep touching me too." More hands, more contact. That's all that could make this more intense.

Hands are good. Hands are great. Teddy's come up over Tommy's shoulders, dragging down them with a good bit of course, just to make sure Tommy can feel the pressure of them.

"Come in me, okay? I want it all."

Tommy makes a punched-out sound, almost pained, but it wasn't, at all. It was just ... yeah he wanted that. Teddy all messy with him. Tommy wanted to know how fast Teddy came back. Healing factor he had, he had to come back like Tommy right? so they could just keep going until they were both too destroyed to do anything but pass out.

He wrapped a hand around Teddy's dick, stroking him off as he fucked him. "Come with me. Youcancomeagain, right? Keep going? I can fuck you again. God, Teddy, I want to."

"Healing factor. Can keep coming," Teddy agrees, panting as his hips work hard to move with Tommy, his legs tightening around the other man. "I could just-"

There's no reason to say anything more, because his voice is utterly gone, his whole body going tight and tense, his hole clenching and unclenching in waves around Tommy as Teddy comes all over himself at Tommy's stroking.

Yes, that's what Tommy wanted. What he needed from Teddy. Tommy fucks him through it, keeps stroking and sinks in as deep as he can when he comes, breathing out something that might be Teddy's name, but it was impossible to tell. Tommy's almost lightheaded with the force of orgasm and how tightly Teddy clenched around him. He kept moving until finally he stopped to breath and let the waves of orgasm finish shuddering through him. He was still inside Teddy, still hard even, unwilling to pull away when he knew neither of them were done. He just wanted to savor it for a second.

Teddy's left panting for a second, soft in Tommy's hand still. And hardening all over again. Fuck, he's almost more aroused now than he was before.

"Wanna... fuck. Wanna go again?"

Tommy groans. Yeah. Yes, he absolutely does. Even he should want a LITTLE break, usually, but he just nods, lifting his head to kiss Teddy again, bite a little too hard at the plushest part of his lip.

"Do you like it from behind? Wannagetonyour knees?" Tommy asked, fingers moving again, since he could feel Teddy getting hard beneath his hand.

Fuck, yes. Yes. Teddy groans and nods quickly.

"Do it, I wan-"

His words are cut off by a strange, almost fuzzy sort of sound. Even through the haze of lust Teddy looks around, and finds that over in a corner that was previously empty there is now a large tray of very recognizable Earth foods. Chinese take-out containers?

Oh god, were they just rewarded for sex?

Shit, Tommy loved when Ted groaned like that, when he went along and just obviously wanted as badly as Tommy did. Since Tommy felt kind of like a runaway train or something - no control and not even any energy to try to have any. All he had was caught up in Teddy.

By Tommy's measure, he was slow to react to the sound, but it was still quick by anyone else's standard. He pulled quickly back and out of Teddy, whirling on his knees, protective just because Tommy was protective of all the people he cared about, especially in ... an alien cell.

Jesus fucking Christ, they'd just had sex in an alien cell. Probably weren't even gonna STOP, even if the food did smell good.

Tommy swallowed, hand dropping to stroke over Teddy's stomach, not able to stop touching him. "What the FUCK?" Was that like ... coincidence? Or a reward for ... what? For sex?" Tommy's face burned a bit. God, they were never going to hear the end of this when someone did bust them out of here.

"So I'm not the only one having the thought," Teddy groans, because that's just horrifying.

And fuck him, he is pressing against that hand, shifting his body to try and get it the hand closer to his aching cock.

"That's not even enough to feed me after a serious workout. I can't imagine it would hold you at all," he observes after a moment.

"It's so messed up, right?" Tommy said. But even as he does, he's bending his head to kiss at Teddy's belly where he's pressing into Tommy's hand, drag his tongue along Teddy's cock for a second.

He made himself look away again, grunting. "Unless it's like ...treatedforextra protein or something, yeah. That's not gonna do shit for either of us." Especially considering how much energy they were putting out.

Should they even eat it? Tommy didn't know if there was any point in not. If they'd wanted to two of them dead, they could have done it before they woke up. And whatever else they wanted ... obviously weren't having a ton of trouble getting the two of them there. What were they gonna lace the food with? Stuff that made them want to fuck MORE?

The air was clearly making them want to fuck perfectly well on its own. Maybe... another round will give them more food. But that's not why TOmmy wants it. He rolls over at last, ready to get onto his hands and knees, his ass in the air.

"Science says we should test again.

Tommy snorted. "Yeah. SCIENCE," he said. Because that's why they were doing it. Not anything to do with the absolute raging lust or anything. Teddy rolled over and Tommy couldn't resist giving him a light smack to the ass, just to see the little flash of reddened skin, the slight bounce.

He leaned in then, making up for it by swiping his tongue over Teddy's hole, licking at him brief but fierce, tongue vibrating the same way his fingers had, before he pulled back, curling over Teddy and sinking back inside him with a sound of relief. God, yeah. That was what he needed. Only minutes, and already too long.

Too bad the red doesn't stay around. But his ass is definitely pert enough to ripple with the smack. And Teddy moans. Which only gets louder as that tongue flashes over him.

"Fucking hell how does anyone ever let you out of their bed?" Teddy groans as Tommy sinks into him again.

Tommy wonders what he'd have to do to get it to stay red for a couple of minutes, if Teddy would even like that. Maybe he could bite hard enough to leave teeth marks that took minutes to fade.

Tommy drew in a shaky breath. He shouldn't even be wondering that shit. You couldn't blame ... alien sex air for that. That was just Tommy's libido.

He couldn't help but laugh hoarsely at Teddy's question, hips snapping to start drilling into him. "Most people only want one go." Or he just never gave more than that option.

"Most people are clearly crazy," Teddy groans, pressing back against that cock. There's just something magical about how well Tommy is using him. Which is damn well.

"Fuck, Tommy. Can you vibrate over my dick?"

Tommy shook his head, laughing again, curling over Teddy more, pushing Teddy's knees apart a little wider so Tommy could get deeper inside him, give him more of what he wanted. Fuck, he was so good. He was responsive and warm and the noises he made ... it was so fucking good.

"Yeahyeah." Tommy could do that. Tommy would do whatever Teddy wanted it if made him make more noises and push back onto Tommy's cock like that. He wrapped his arm around Teddy, hand curling around his dick, vibration thrumming through as he stroked him.

Well that's something that is absolutely perfect, and utterly overwhelming. Teddy moans and thrusts eagerly into that grip, chasing the pleasure of it until he is, faster than before, coming with a moan of Tommy's name, his body clenching around the other man's cock.

Tommy's breath hitched, groan catching in his chest and rhythm stuttering at how Teddy pushed back onto him and then into his hand. How fucking tight he went around Tommy when he came.

Fuck, how was Tommy supposed to stop this when he knew what it felt like to be with Teddy? He had no fucking clue. And he didn't try now, just kept drilling into Teddy, hand still moving over him to see if he could wring a third orgasm out of his body like this.

A third was definitely possible. Because the pleasure is very intense, to the point where Teddy is quickly getting harder, his body shivering. He's half over-stimulated, half not stimulated enough.

"More, Tommy. More, please. It's not enough."

This time, he ignores the noise of more food being teleported in.

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