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Tommy caught his breath slowly, shaky and reeling. But finally he rolled off of Teddy, pulling carefully out of him and plastering to his side instead. Even that didn't feel like enough though and after a second Tommy hooked his foot back over Teddy's ankle and wrapped his hand around Teddy's wrist.

The touch is good. The touch is great. Teddy wants to melt into that touch.

"Damn. I might need to take a break to eat now."

Tommy laughed breathlessly. "Yeah," he agreed, thumb moving back and forth over Teddy's skin without really knowing he was doing it. He was kind of starving now, actually. It just ... still didn't feel as important as Teddy and the connection to him felt.

Tommy turned his head to look at Teddy, studying his profile. "You okay?" he asked.

Okay? He feels sated. And yet... there's still this low hunger in the back of his mind. Doesn't know why. Can't explain it. Just has to deal with it.

"Don't know," Teddy sighs. "I kinda... don't want to think about it? I want to eat, and maybe get clean."

He doubts either of them want to think about what's going on.

Yeah. Tommy's the same. He knows how he feels physically - fucking great in a wrung-out way. But otherwise ... he doesn't want to dwell on it either. But he also doesn't want Teddy out of sight or reach. Or touch.

"Yeahokay. Me too," Tommy said with a sigh. He sat up slowly, stretching out tired muscles, ignoring the way his dick STILL wanted to twitch at sight of Teddy.

And then he blinked, watching the bed. "Hey, look. Sit up." As soon as Tommy wasn't touching it, the parts of the bed he wasn't on glowed briefly blue and then were just ... clean. That was handy, he guessed. If creepy. He still wanted an actual fucking shower HIMSELF though.

"Oh come the fuck on," Teddy cursed, sitting up. "How about you invest in a fucking SHOWER you cowards!?"

Okay, so maybe Teddy's a BIT angry, and growing a touch green around the edges.

"Dammit," Teddy sighs, and finally moves from the bed. "We gotta eat something."

"Maybe it's just the bed and they're not going to ... glowclean us or something," Tommy said, shrugging. Since HE still had come and sweat on him. The bed just didn't.

But he didn't know. They knew shit about what was happening except something made them really want to fuck and then gave them food for it.

"Yeah," Tommy said, getting up, trying not to rush to get a hand back on Teddy and gritting his teeth to make himself try to be normal and not need to plaster against him as he went to inspect the food. Chinese, like they'd seen. Plus a pizza Tommy spotted right away. He flipped the lid open, inspecting it. It looked normal, and smelled all right.

"Like a shower would kill them," Teddy sighs, sitting down on the floor and grabbing the first carton of chinese food to start eating. He's got the better healing, if it's drugged, Tommy will know from watching him.

"Tastes just like the lo mein from the place down the street from the apartment."

Tommy wouldn't really have been on board with that logic, but he didn't catch on that's why Teddy did it. He was too busy fighting with himself about moving closer to Teddy when he sat down.

"Yeah? Weird. Howfuckinglong were they watching?" Figuring out what they liked to eat, even? Tommy tried a slice of the pizza - and yeah. Just like the place he liked best in the city. That was just eerie. "Hope they didn't kidnap chefs and make them fuck too," he muttered.

Oh god, Teddy's torn between laughing and cringing at that image. He's also dragging Tommy right against him as he eats. Sorry, he needs the comfort of the contact.

"There's something in the air. Pheromones or aphrodisiacs or something. And once I get out of here, they're going to pay for doing this to us."

Tommy breathes out a sigh of relief when Teddy drags him in, immediately draping up against Teddy and dropping his head onto the other man's shoulder for a second, letting the contact soothe the jangly, weirdly dissonant parts of him that being separate had upset.

"Yeah, maybe. Or something they gave us before we woke up," Tommy said. "I'll help you kick their ass ... glad it was you and not a stranger though." Billy would understand. Right? It wasn't their fault.

Billy would either understand, or just destroy their kidnappers. Maybe both. Teddy doesn't know. All he knows is that he's leaning up against Tommy and eating while he can.

He barely looks up in time to catch the flash of blue light that carries their clothes away.

"Asshole," he grumbles under his breath. "If you wanted us naked, could have fucking stripped us down before. I'm not here for your amusement."

Tommy didn't know either. He just ... hoped. Him and Billy had their differences, but they were mostly okay. He didn't think Billy would hate him if aliens made him sleep with his boyfriend. Unless he realized how much Tommy liked it, maybe.

That could be aliens too, though.

He grimaced. "Think that's it? They're just getting off watching? Watch fuckin' porn like everyone else."

"Some people get off on the psychological bullshit," Teddy counters while he finishes up a carton of food. "Of off the power they have over others. And they clearly went a long way to make sure they had power over us."

Which clearly, Teddy doesn't approve of. He doesn't like them taking this decision from them. Because even as hard as they fought it, they had given in, hadn't they?

Without the incessant need for sex pushing in on him right away, Tommy was starting to remember that they were trapped in a very small space and was twitchy with it. Hungry as he was, he still had to make himself remember to reach for food and actually eat, then started chewing his way methodically through.

It still made no fucking sense to Tommy. There were easier people to kidnap and play twisted sex games with, if that's all they wanted. If they wanted them for their powers, then they would have tried to make them use them more, right? So ... Tommy didn't know what they were really doing, but he didn't think Teddy and him had figured it out, either. "Yeah," was all he said aloud, because he didn't have a good argument for that. It was true, just didn't feel like it could be all.

"Make sure to eat enough," Teddy sighs. He works quietly through another container of take out before leaning more against Tommy, like he intends to sleep. Perhaps he even does.

"I just want to go home."

Tommy rolled his eyes at the order, but he does tuck in to eat. By the time he's starting to get near full, they're both basically just propping each other up, as close as they can be while still being able to eat.

"Me too," Tommy said quietly. He tucked his face into Teddy's shoulder for a second, nuzzling there, contact reassuring them both. "We'll figure it out. Or someone'll come get us."

"I hope so," Teddy answers, moving to wrap an arm around Tommy's waist. This man is so close, and Teddy wants him closer. Infinitely closer.

"Maybe... dessert? Could have you in me all over again."

"If it were anybody else, would they get left? It's you - nobody's ever gonna let weird perv aliens keep you. And Billy and David wouldn't let 'em keep me. So someone'll get us," Tommy said again. He tucked in against Teddy's side, nuzzling him again, lips ghosting against his skin before Tommy couldn't think about it.

He blinked at the blatant invitation though, startled into a laugh. "Already?" he asked, hand sliding down Teddy's side, over the start of the curve of his ass. "Not sore? Could change that up, if you are." But yeah ... he felt the buzz of need starting too. If it ever stopped? Just got less insistent.

Tommy, don't be stupid. No one would let weird pervy aliens keep Tommy either. Unless Tommy wanted them to. Not Kate, not Teddy either. But fuck, he's already distracted by those lips on him.

"I'm Skrull. I don't know that you can easily break me with sex," Teddy insists, moving to stand and pull Tommy up with him. What he can't say, what he can't put into words, is how much he needs it. How he has to be filled. It's not something he ever craves this hard back home, but it's part of the itch here. A desperate need.

He might know that, but Tommy still doesn't always feel it. He's always felt expendable, and then when everyone but him could move on without a team, and then formed new ones ... even though they'd found him, he just never shook that certainty. In his mind, he was pretty much everyone's most acceptable loss left. Not that they wanted him to go, but if it came to a choice, he was the write off. So it was the lens he looked at it through, even when he didn't realize he was doing it or know he still felt that way.

It didn't matter though, since Teddy was pulling him up and that abruptly just became Tommy's focus again. "Breaking or not, doesn't mean you might not want a break," he said. But he was pretty sure Teddy didn't and Tommy wanted back inside him too. The bed, at least, was dry and clean for them, however fucked up that was.

Tommy flipped their roles, abruptly wrapping arms around Teddy and speeding them over to the bed playfully. Fuck it. They were doing this - had done this. Couldn't seem to stop. And were stuck here. They might as well not fight the parts they could enjoy, right? So it was playful, and he dropped onto the bed, pulling Teddy down with him and kissing him again. "Wanna ride me this time?"

Does he want to ride Tommy? Hell yes. Teddy licks his lips between kisses.

"Yeah, Tommy. I'd like that. A hell of a lot. Think you could just lay there, do nothing while I fucked you?"

Tommy can't help but laugh. "God, you're ..." Hot. Good, sexy. Teddy. Tommy hadn't thought in depth about what Teddy would be like in private, in bed. And this probably wasn't it, since they weren't private and this wasn't by choice and Tommy wasn't the twin he wanted to be in bed with.

But it was still a surprise, and Tommy just ... liked Teddy like this, when neither of them were overthinking how fucked up everything was.

He pulled Teddy into another kiss as Teddy climbed atop him, Tommy opening him back up with fingers Teddy didn't need, but Tommy used to tease anyway, and then Teddy rode him through another round. It did net them dessert.

There was no real way to measure time. There was a bathroom that just magically opened up in the seamless wall periodically, and it did have an actual shower for them, along with the basic necessities of hygiene. But aside from that - they ate when they were hungry, fell asleep when they were tired, and had sex. A lot of sex. They switched it up a few times - with mouths or hands or Tommy on the bottom - but usually both of them wanted it the way they had at the start, Tommy inside Teddy, filling him up every way they could think of.

There were times when they could rest between, but neither of them wanted any real space. More often than not they'd end up curled up together, petting or trading kisses, talking about stupid shit - things they missed from home, missions they remembered going wrong, TV shows and books they liked. They realized at some point that they both had nightmares and learned how to wake each other up out of them without making it worse. They always tried to talk around Billy, because neither of them knew what to say.

But Tommy had no idea how long it'd been. It felt like they needed to have sex less often, maybe, but he couldn't tell. Sometimes he wondered if he was just doing it now because he wanted to, because he loved Teddy's face when he came and the feel of him around him and the way Teddy would clutch at him when Tommy tried to move away too soon.

It was fucked up and they were fucked. They'd just finished, and it'd been slow and ... Tommy didn't have a word that didn't sound stupid. Tender, maybe? He flinched slightly at the familiar sound of the food deploy and draped up against Teddy's back, arm around him. They hadn't talked about it in a while, but Tommy caught himself asking quietly. "What are we gonna DO?"

Frankly, Teddy didn't have an answer beyond what they were already doing, which was pleasurable but probably shouldn't enjoy it. Shouldn't want it so damn much. But things happened and whatever pheromones were used here, on them, tended to overwhelm him so quickly. So immediately. So undeniably. As it was, Teddy was just doing his best to survive now.

Especially though the more frustrating and slowly building abdominal pain he had been dealing with lately. And the strange fact that now and then food was coming even without them fucking first.

Mostly thought he just focused on trying to keep his eyes closed and not being upset.

Of course he doesn't even get a chance to respond, because instead the room around them is shaking. Were they... were they finally going to be saved?

"Take the sheet off the bed."

Tommy should wrap himself up in something. Teddy, as it was, considered shifting himself clothes. Except the change didn't come.

Tommy had noticed the throwing up and worried about slow-acting poison, the food interacting with Teddy in some weird way they couldn't anticipate. But it was one more thing they couldn't do anything about when the option was "don't eat". No one tried to talk to them or anything. Tommy had tried to blow the drain in the shower too, just for the only possible weakness, but he hadn't had any more success than he had the first time. They were still just here. Stuck.

The bedclothes themselves had appeared the way the food did, and had been fairly recent. Tommy thought they must have heard him bitch about being cold. But it was still just a sheet. He was off the bed faster than Teddy and shot him an incredulous look - that wasn't what he was fucking worried about. But if it was Billy coming ... yeah, fine. He wrapped it around himself and tied it off as best he could, moving to stand shoulder to shoulder again with Teddy, touching without thinking about it. He craned his neck, looking around for any breaks in the room as the walls and floors shook harshly. "Fuck, c'mon."

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been thinking about this today and plotting

Oh? What'd you come up with?

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