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"Should I... be keeping it to strictly PG tonight?" Teddy asked as he swept Tommy up into his arms and started to carry him toward the too-white bedroom.

Tommy made a startled sound as he was swept up, but just looped an arm around Teddy's neck, legs wrapping around him. "Not for me," he said. "I ... seriouslyTed. I get it if you never want to fuck ever again after everything. So if you just want to sleep together, that's fine. But I missed you. Everythingaboutyou. I want anything you want."

He'd be content with sleeping and just being close. That would be amazing, because he hadn't slept right even one night without Teddy. But he wasn't going to lie and say he didn't want anything else. He got it though, if Teddy didn't. Teddy was the one who'd ended up pregnant, and he was the one who'd been in love with someone else first.

What he wants, is this. So Teddy carries Tommy to the bedroom and once in there he sets the man down, turning to a screen in the wall. One that didn't face the bed.

"You better be naked by the time I'm done with this call to Billy, or I'm going to rip your clothes off," Teddy warns before poking at the screen.

Tommy barked a startled laugh, and his voice came out in a startled kind of sigh when he'd finished the laugh. "Ted." God, he'd missed him so fucking much. And he loved him. Mentioning Billy should have made him feel a rush of shame or something, but it didn't, not for now anyway.

He just did what he was told, stripping out of his clothes and making sure he stayed well away from the screen, waiting for Teddy.

It's a quick message, and Teddy is thankful it's David on the other end of the call. Clearly Billy is moping. The two talk briefly, in Skrull, because it's easy for David to do it, and it gives the two of them privacy. And Teddy blushes before signing off, his cheeks a deep green as he disconnects the call. Because David had told him not to be too noisy.

Wow.

Then he moves his attention to Tommy and he smiles.

"God you're still so beautiful."

Tommy was a little relieved to not hear Billy's voice. But he quickly forgot to worry about it when Teddy looks back at him, cheeks that cute tinge of green on his cheeks and calls him beautiful. He'd done that before, in their cell that had stopped feeling like one. But it felt different now, knowing that things were different. That Teddy had the option of walking away and didn't want it.

Tommy blushed a little too, but he opened his arms to Teddy. "You too." He was beautiful too. He needed to be naked too. Both.

The blush is beautiful, though. He is glad, though, that he won't have to explain to his wardrode keepers why some of his consort clothes have been shredded. Teddy is slower, more careful in taking his clothes off. The tiara to the side, the cape after it. Clothes slowly shed and falling into a pool on the floor.

And he smiles as he stands bare and very CLEARLY aroused, looking down at Tommy.

"Lights on or off?"

Tommy watched him, head propped on his hand and eyes soft, despite his own arousal. "On," he said. "I want to see you." It'd never been dark in their cell, and Tommy didn't want to recreate that, exactly. They could turn the lights down later, but for now, he wanted to be able to see Teddy's face, look in his eyes, see all of the skin he touched.

The crown and layers came off and Tommy pulled Teddy down once they had. "There you are," he said quietly, pressing up against him with a contented sigh that seemed to radiate through his whole body. They weren't drugged or locked up. It was just them. And Tommy's whole being still seemed to just ... snap into place again when he was with Teddy, after years of being badly aligned. "I missed you so much," he said, yet again before pressing his mouth to Teddy's in a slow, deep kiss.

Well, it's not like it would be hard to turn them off later. He does join Tommy on the bed when pulled forward, and he smiles at the way Tommy feels against him. He pulls his lover closer and sighs into the kiss. There was nothing nearly so good as being close to him again. Teddy's hands lose the talons, though he stays decidedly green as his hand glides down Tommy's side, a familiar path.

Tommy wouldn't have minded the talons anyway, but he shivers beneath Teddy's hands, shifting in even closer and wrapping more tightly around Teddy, arm over his hip and leg around his, kiss turning into many, one after the other, the kind of endless making out that had made up their days for so long, when they weren't frantic with need.

He drew back finally, but didn't go far, smiling as he pressed his forehead against Teddy's. Tommy's brushed his fingers over Teddy's belly, where he'd apparently carried their kids for a while. "I think you should fuck me, this time." To be safe, yeah. But also because without whatever drugs they'd been on weighing them down, Tommy wanted that too, as much as he wanted to be inside Teddy. He just wanted Teddy close, and wanting him. Loving him.

"IF that is what you want, then it's what you get, Tom," Teddy promises, moving to start kissing along Tommy's neck. "But... I don't have anything for that. I didn't even think I'd need it again."

AFter all, all Skrull were like him, and he hadn't even wanted to take another lover.

Tommy laughed, neck stretching to give Teddy more to kiss, practically purring at each one. His whole body felt awake and attuned to Teddy. "We can just do this then. Or whatever you want. I just need you with me," he said.

It took a minute for that to really sink in though, and Tommy's fingers ran through his hair slowly. "There hasn't been anyone else?" Tommy ... could not say the same thing. There hadn't been anyone who mattered, but there'd been kind of a lot of somebodies once Tommy started trying to fuck himself into forgetting. It hadn't worked, but he'd still tried.

"You have NO idea how crazy Kl'rt might get if someone tried to seduce me," Teddy chuckles as his lips go down Tommy's skin, down his neck, down to his chest. And his hand slides between them to grip Tommy, to start stroking him. Could take more than a bit of a time with his hand to get Tommy off enough to sleep well.

"What about if you seduced them?" Tommy asked. Not that he wanted Teddy to have been. He just ... didn't like Teddy being alone, either.

It was difficult to worry about though, with Teddy's mouth doing that. Tommy's breath kept catching, shivering with the little kisses and touches. Teddy still knew how to touch him, and Tommy's body was still attuned to Teddy. He was never as responsive with anyone else as he'd been with Teddy. He'd tried to chalk it up to whatever drugs they'd been on - but it was obvious that didn't have a lot to do with it. It was just Teddy.

He hissed when Teddy's hand wrapped around him, rocking into the touch. "What do you want?" he asked thickly.

"Why would I do that when I was in love with someone?" Teddy whispers right into Tommy's ear. This was the man he wanted, after all.

But he has to think about things. What does he want?

"Could just grind against you, both of us in my hand."

Dammit. Tommy hated himself a little bit because if he wasn't already lying down, he might have gone a little weak-kneed at how solidly Teddy said that. He'd already been in love. With Tommy. Tommy had been too, and maybe he should have had that same kind of fidelity. But he hadn't had kids to keep busy with or a throne or anything. He'd tried to drown his misery other ways and it hadn't worked, but he ... kind of didn't feel guilty for that. Maybe he should, and he would if Teddy was upset. But for now he didn't. He just turned his head, catching Teddy's mouth and kissing him fiercely for that.

He tipped his forehead back against Teddy's afterward, swallowing. "Yeah. Whatever you want. I missed your hands. Missed all of you."

"I missed you so much," Teddy says, reaching between them, his hand sliding over Tommy's bare stomach. "Spent my nights in here thinking about you. Shifting to look like you so I could touch myself and pretend it was you."

Tommy shuddered again, stomach trembling, but it was as much what Teddy was saying as the touch. "You were mine for so long, and then you were gone. I didn't know what to do without you, Ted," Tommy said, soft enough that it was half mumble, half confession, mouth finding Teddy's again a second later.

"Now you never have to answer that," Tommy smiles, moving to trail his hand back up, teasing at nipples now.

Tommy arched into it like a cat, groaning. "Love you," he said again, turned on and hopelessly sappy at the same time and not bothering to fight either feeling, since he had Teddy here with him, saying all the stuff he'd wanted to hear and tried to stop himself from wanting.

Tommy's hands slid over Teddy's shoulder, down his side and over his ass, faint hint of vibration there as Tommy touched him. Because that was something Tommy could give him that he hadn't been able to give himself, while he was pretending to be Tommy.

"Shit," Teddy moans, his whole body shuddering against Tommy. And he's absolutely right. There are Skrull that can mimic powers of other people. Hell, he's done it himself. But something like Tommy is so beyond him. "Fuck, Baby, want you in me all over again."

Tommy kissed him again, winding in closer, laughing a little under his breath. Fuck, Teddy wanted him, He'd spent so long thinking Teddy didn't, that it'd all been drugs and aliens and the rest of it was all on Tommy's side ... it made him almost giddy to hear, to feel proof of it. "Whenever you want, much as you want. All yours."

"You. Every night, in my arms," Teddy suggests. "At my side. My partner, and my love."

There might be some desperation in his voice as he presses back against that vibrating hand. God he missed the sensation.

God. Teddy could fucking break him with that kind of talk, and Tommy doubted he knew. And he didn't think it mattered, because it was Teddy. He wouldn't say it if he didn't mean it. Maybe when Tommy wasn't swept up in Teddy's arms and touch he'd wonder if Teddy had said the same thing to Billy, if things might change. But right now, all he could do was just bask in the rightness of how he felt again, finally.

Tommy kissed him again. "Youhaveme," he promised, shifting so he could slide his hand down Teddy's spine, part his cheeks to tease against his hole, giving him the vibration he'd been looking for. There might be toys that could simulate the same feeling, but it was never going to be quite the same.

Toys could never be soft like that. Warm like that. Move freely like that. And Teddy's head tilts back, just about keening.

"Oh god, Tommy. Fuck, if you do that, I'll never last."

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