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"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."

No breaks. But, one second they're alone in the room, the next a seam appears on the wall and it opens, with a Skrull peeking their head in. Not just any Skrull either.

"Kl'rt?" Teddy asks, shocked. And only cringes back when he sees Kl'rt go that darker green that is clearly a blush. The older Skrull says something in Skrull that Teddy doesn't understand, but he sounds disgusted.

Teddy flinches away from that look.

"Dorrek. We have found you," Kl'rt says, bowing. "It has been long. Please, if you and your Consort's brother would step from the room, I will summon a medic."

Tommy started to move to flank whoever was coming in, but they didn't seem threatening. He didn't RELAX when he realized who it was, but he didn't think that's who put them here, either. So rescue party, probably? Not the one he wanted, but he'd take it.

Tommy scowled though as soon as Teddy flinched, moving back to his side automatically, arm curling around him. "Hey, if you're getting us out, maybe just get us the fuck clear of here then call out the doctors?" Or not at all, since he might trust Teddy, but the rest of the skrulls were iffy at best. And Tommy didn't like doctors to start with.

"Tommy, please," Teddy insists, his voice soft as, when Kl'rt stands aside, he moves past the man. "Kl'rt wouldn't hurt me."

In fact, as he walked past, Kl'rt put his fist to his breast, a military salute.

"I must insist upon a medical examination before we leave. Come into the hall, the air is clearer," Kl'rt insists.

He probably wouldn't. It was just everyone ELSE that was iffy. Plus he'd made Teddy look upset. And they were still in enemy territory. It all itched. "Whoelseishere?" he asked. It came out too fast to be understood and he grimaced, repeating himself more slowly. Billy? Kate? David? SOMEONE Tommy trusted all the way?

He pursed his lips and looked at Teddy, shrugging reluctantly. "Whatever you wanna do." He just wasn't going to let Teddy out of his sight, either.

"A unit of my men," Kl'rt answered. "The rest are on the ship."

"Thank you for finding us," Teddy spoke, and was shocked when the cloak Kl'rt was wearing was stripped off to be curled around Teddy's shoulders.

"My Emperor, we will always carry you from harm," Kl'rt answered.

"Can we at least... have somewhere away from that room to sit?"

The Super Skrull frowned before nodding and striding away, clearly expecting them to keep up.

"Tommy, I know how you remember him, but... I've been in contact with him since my time in AIM. Since the sword. I have been keeping in touch. He came to find me because he's loyal to the throne I'm set to one day take."

Tommy grimaced. Yeah. His men. So not theirs. Where the fuck WHERE their people? How long had it even been? Was it some weird dimensional time thing where it felt like forever to them, and it'd been like a day back home?

He watched Kl'rt cover Teddy up, wondering why Teddy hadn't just shifted, but this was probably easier anyway if they were just going to do a check up in a second anyway.

He threaded his fingers through Teddy's as they followed, not thinking to not. After however long it'd been, touching Teddy, being in reach ... it was just natural. Habit. Even when it might have stopped being necessary. "Iknow," he said. Because he might not be in the front lines, but Billy told him stuff sometimes, or Teddy, and they'd talked a lot while they were stuck here. "He'll take care of you. Just ... worried about if there's anyone else here we didn't see, or anyone else coming to get us." Or if he'd get ditched, but Teddy wouldn't let that happen.

"They wouldn't let anyone hurt me," Teddy counters. That they had been grabbed was no doubt because the Skrull had agreed not to have anything more than a scout on the planet. And until Teddy failed to report in, measures had not been taken, clearly.

"Here, your majesty," Kl'rt prompted, guiding them to an open gathering area. With chairs. Looking into a room through a glass panel. A room that looked much like the one they had been in.

"What is this place?" Teddy asked as he sat, pulling Tommy down to sit next to him. He didn't even notice that they were holding hands.

"A..." Kl'rt stopped, clearly trying to derive the proper word in English. "A zoo of sorts. This race collects rare species to display for amusement. It took much for us to find you. Favors were called in among many people to find you without giving things away. Even the Kree rendered assistance. They would not have a son of Mar-Vell here."

Oh dear. That... was about what Teddy had figured. And he feels more nauseous.

With a gesture a Skrull quickly approached from a nearby armed contingent. The Skrull lowered their weapon and started pulling things out of a bag, even as they spoke rapidly with Kl'rt. And, after a moment, their eyes went back and forth between Tommy and Teddy, huge, even as their skin deepened to that deeper green of an embarrassed Skrull.

"I know. I just don't think they'd care much about anyone who ISN'T you," Tommy muttered.

Tommy fell quiet though, shadowing Teddy inside, hand still in his and then sinking down next to him, leaning up against him. It felt weird with the sheet around him, the cloak around Teddy. He was so used to just ... skin.

The explanation made Tommy pale a little. Yeah they'd said it, and thought it but ... he'd hoped they were wrong. So they really had just been entertainment? God that was so fucked up. Like when kids went to the zoo and giggled at the monkeys jerking off. It was humiliating and weird and Tommy decided he just ... wasn't going to work his head around that now.

He pushed it aside.

Tommy watched warily as the strange Skrull approached instead, and then rolled his eyes. "I'm not going anywhere. We don't have anything left the other one hasn't seen, anyway."

The medic mostly ignores Tommy after a moment, and he starts scanning Teddy. Soon enough he moves on to scan Tommy. After that he grabs Kl'rt and pulls him away. Still more talking. A lot of talking.

"That's probably not good," Teddy sighs, fingers in his hair. This is stressful.

Tommy sighed too, turning his head and rubbing his cheek against Teddy's, an automatic, affectionate gesture he'd never done before all this and didn't even think to second guess now. "It's fine. Probably just still have whatever fucked up alien chemical it was in our system and they're weirded out by it."

Still, he keeps half an eye on them, squeezing Teddy's fingers. "You okay?" he asked, just because he needed something to say and he was ... worried without anything concrete to do about it. Worrying about something immediate kept him from worrying about what happened when this was over and they got home, too, or thinking too much about being an exhibit.

"No," Teddy admits, squeezing Tommy's hand. Tommy might still be affectionate, but Teddy, well... he feels like a mess.

"Dorrek, please," Kl'rt summons. And Teddy rises. He gestures for Tommy to stay behind, and then moves to the Super Skrull, only to be left with the medic.

Meanwhile Kl'rt moves toward Tommy, stopping to look down at him.

"We will provide clothes and take you back to Earth."

"Me neither," Tommy admitted.

He felt cold and unnerved as soon as Teddy let go of him and told him to stay, and Tommy frowned, standing to fidget, sheet or no.

He looked at Kl'rt. "Both of us," he said. "Clothes'll be great, but we're both going back to earth, right?" he asked. Because he didn't know if they were going to want their future emperor go now that they had him, and Tommy hated that thought. Teddy was supposed to get to hang on earth until he was ready.

Kl'rt doesn't even bother answering, not at first. Instead he looked to Teddy, as if the answer would be there in how Teddy was staring at the medic, looking shocked and a bit ill.

"That is not wise. He will be coming home with us. Earth is... not the right place for him at this time."

Tommy's prickle of unease ramped up to genuine panic when he saw Teddy's face. "What? Ted, what's wrong?" he asked, trying to shrug off the hovering Kl'rt and make his way over to Teddy. "Earth's his home, Billy's there, probably freaked the fuck out about where he is. Yeah it's where he belongs!"

Teddy definitely hadn’t expected Tommy to break away from Kl’rt. In fact he was a few kinds of shocked to have Tommy there, just short of in his face. That didn’t make it easier to look Tommy in the eye. Not after what Kondil told him. What state he was in. No, Earth wasn’t an option anymore.

“Tommy, I...”

How could he say it without ruining their lives?

He couldn’t.

“I have to go with them. I have obligations. You can tell Billy I’m okay.”

Not that he would be home, though. He can’t. Teddy can’t go home again.

NOT being right there, in Teddy's face, it still didn't feel right. None of this felt right. The look on Teddy's face, especially, since he looked ... sort of sick and maybe scared? But like he was scared of Tommy?

Maybe it was just what had happened starting to set in?

"That's not ... Ted, that's fucked up, b-" Tommy bit his tongue almost hard enough to bleed to stop the baby from slipping out. He'd stopped worrying about that, too, since shit like that just popped out all the time when they had sex, so what the fuck did it matter if he said "babe" or "baby" or something when they weren't in the middle of it?

But it mattered now. "You shouldn't just run off and be alone. If you don't want me there, then just ... come back with me and we'll get Billy and he can go with you, okay?" And then he wouldn't be alone with all these people who weren't THEIR people.

"Billy can't come with me," Teddy counters, and he can't help the slight touch of anger welling up in him. Tommy, stop making this difficult! "No one can come with me. I'm... I'm an Emperor and I have to go to me people now. I will have them take you home. I'll write Billy a letter if you want."

Please, just let him go and hide.

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