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Oh. Tommy chuckles. He had been keeping space for them to be able to use utensils easily, but hey, this worked too. It worked better. He felt... closer to his boyfriend like this.

As for the food, well, sorry man. Tommy's body needs the food. So nothing gets left behind.

"You haven't even had dessert yet."

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No leftovers to deal with, cool. Illy can deal with that. With his plate emptied, billy sets it aside and wiggles an arm around Tommy’s waist. Leans in to steal a kiss because he loves kisses and loves the taste of Tommy on his tongue. The closeness of it.

And Tommy really earned them the day he saved him from Kaplan.

Another quick peck. "Maybe you’re the real dessert and you’re trying to distract me from you."

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Oh well he can't argue about stolen kisses. They taste sweeter after all. Both kisses are really good to experience.

"I wouldn't say no to being your dessert."

Though he was pretty sure Billy wasn't there yet.

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"Good, now c'mere," and he pulls Tommy into another kiss. Not one that is just a quick one, or one that just lingers, this one keeps going. They had shared so many little ones - quick pecks and stolen ones - but Billy wants more. He’s greedy for the affection.

He pushes a little more into it, tasting Tommy’s lips and getting remnants of the dinners flavor.

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Greedy can be fed, he doesn't mind that at all. Especially when being pulled toward his boyfriend like this. Really, Billy's lucky that Tommy isn't out and out climbing into his lap. Or unlucky.

Right now he's very happy to allow Billy control the kiss. To let the other guy show him just how he wants this to be.

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And Billy is definitely being fed. He really does love this guy, even if he can’t say it awake and sober. Someone who stubbornly came to bat for him, who gave him a chance when Billy thought there was none. He knows Tommy is special. The blond might not be ready for getting full on frisky, but making out is good. He’s ready for that. He wants that.

He tilts his head and presses more into it before unlinking their lips with just a millimeter for air between them. "Gotta tell me if it’s too much, Tommy," he whispers.

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How sweet he is, to check on Tommy. Who is smiling warmly at him once he can. So warm. So happy.

"Babe, I promise you could never be too much. And if you ever got close I am more than capable of making myself clear, especially when I am in the full flush of my powers."

So maybe worry less about this one thing.

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He hums a little, pressing just close enough for his boyfriend to feel him smile. "I gotta make good memories for you, too. Dates go both ways."

Instead of going back to kissing Tommy immediately, he adjusts his head to touch their foreheads together. Maybe that’ll say that big L-word that he can’t voice when he’s fully awake. Tommy’s smart, he’ll read into the actions.

Then he moves again. Lifts his hand to guide Tommy back into another kiss filled with his lips and tongue.

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As if it wasn't a good memory to know he had managed to salvage the night for Billy. He does hum contentedly at the forehead touch though he doesn't read the meaning of it beyond comfort. Sorry, he's not that smart.

The good news is that it takes almost no prompting at all to coax him into the kiss. He goes willingly and is happy to offer the full potential of lips and mouth to Billy.

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The night absolutely was salvaged. This was always going to be loads better than being on the brink of a panic attack in his beach house.

There’s a small noise at being given entrance - an entrance he willing gives into. That hand doesn’t leave Tommy’s face, just stays to guide him. This is nice. Why had he waited so long to makeout with his boyfriend? Damn.

Billy had been missing out on this.

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They should really make out more, yes. But Tommy kept insisting on doing things his boyfriend's speed. So he had hardly been able to be the one to start it. But maybe he does make one move for now. Surely Billy won't mind Tommy shifting enough to settle into his lap while they make out, right? He hopes not.

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The insistence on going Billy’s speed was grinding on his nerves. The way he felt like it was only his say with nothing from Tommy.

Color him surprised when Tommy climbs into his lap like it’s made for him. Maybe it is. Hm, it is. Decision made. Billy loops an arm casually around Tommy’s waist and reaches for his boyfriend‘s hand. Leads it to his own waist where there’s a combination of skin and fabric. "Here. I want you here, too, before I think too much about it."

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His hand, placed with minimal hesitation on Billy's skin. The skin he tries so hard to hide. It feels so good, so warm.

He won't ask 'are you sure'. That would be condescending. Instead he leans in to kiss his boyfriend's neck, just a little, in thanks.

"Say stop or red or something, anything, if you get uncomfortable. But I promise to not go too fast."

Because he gets scars can make someone self-conscious. Especially Billy.

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Minimal hesitation so his thoughts can’t have him back out of his decision. Tommy deserves to have good memories on this night as much as Billy. The skin is raised and scarred, an ugly reminder of what waits at home, but it doesn’t have to be here.

He doesn’t have to worry about it with Tommy. His Adam’s apple Bob sunder Tommy’s lips and he sucks in a breath. "Okay," he breathes out. "I just… only for you. No one else allowed to see."

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"Like I'd push you to go shirtless around others to let their eyes see what my fingers get to touch. I'm trying to leave this comfortable for us both, not to let someone steal you without a fight."

All of this is whispered directly against the wonderful skin of Billy's neck, even as his fingers gently trace out the shape of the scar.

"This feels like proof of life to me. Beautiful life. And growth."

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"No," almost whined out because he doesn’t want others to see. His skin is ugly, it’s so scarred from a monster he brought to life while being possessed. Billy can’t keep hiding though, not from people who care so much about him. The muscles shiver under Tommy’s hands, but Billy doesn’t pull away. No, he refuses to let his anxieties about scars win here.

Tommy’s warm touch feels like it burns away the bad memories of a monster to leave his mark. The way his lips and words work over his neck chase away his worries. Carefully his own hands go to where Tommy’s shirt hem is and traces gently underneath to find skin.

"Growth? Handsome life, yeah."

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For Billy he'd happily strip off his shirt. A few times over. He is long past the shame over his own scars. The ones he didn't get from heroing he knew weren't his fault. The ones he did, why should he be ashamed. Not that he would answer most questions about them. They were his secrets even if they were not his shame.

So his fingers keep roving as his lips ghost along Billy's neck and pepper it with kisses.

"Scar tissue is literally about being alive to grow. No shame in that. You fought to live."

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Little steps. Granted this one right now with hands on scarred skin was a big one. His hands gently map out the scars he can find, pressing them from fingertips to memory. Good memories. Such good ones.

He sucks in a breath at the lips still memorizing the terrain of his neck. So good. "You’re… you’re really not making this shit up. You don’t find mine ugly." He has to say it out loud, just to confirm it’s truth in the air.

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"From what little I have heard, you got them saving lives. Saving the world, fighting a monster that was going to destroy you either way."

One the might have destroyed him more gently, with no pain, until Billy fought back to save lives.

"I'm a superhero, so of course I find them hot as hell. Fuck, I want to trace them with my tongue. These are fucking hot and arousing compared to the ones on my back you're giving yourself a tour of."

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He did. Billy saved his sister, her friend, Steve, all of the brats he babysat. Took back what he could with that girl's help until he held it off just long enough.

Then Tommy mentions how arousing the scars are, and Billy can't help it. He barks out a little laugh at that. "Do you have a scar fetish or something, babe?" Hadn't Rogers mentioned it at some point or something? One of his hands tracing Tommy's scars goes to lift his boyfriend's head up. Sorry, he wants to look at you, babe. "If you catch me surfing shirtless are you gonna pop up a tent sitting on the beach?"

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"No. But it's... Fuck man, I have lived my life for years going out there to put my life on the line for others. Finding someone who does the same is attractive, yes. Would I rather you didn't get so fucked up? Yes. But there is always something hot about someone willing to put it all on the line for others. It is less common than you'd think."

So yeah, Rogers maybe gets it. Some people may be repulsed by the scars. But not the people who lived through collecting them.

"What happened to only I get to see them? Wanna make me jealous, babe?"

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"You still only get to see them. A surfing show just for you." Billy doesn't point out that Tommy didn't answer the question, but grins. "Would you get jealous though? Don't like the idea of others getting to see what you get to touch?"

He doesn't wait for an answer, moving in so he can lick into Tommy's mouth.

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Sure he'd get worked up. He'd probably have to just sit in the surf to watch the guy. Just until he got used to it. To Billy's beauty and joy.

And then he's being kissed so he can't say 'not really, not unless you were flirting with them. Too busy being kissed to say 'I'd love to see you admired as you deserve'. And thankfully doesn't get to explain the concept of sharing if he feels confident in the relationship.

So he lets himself be kissed and moves his hand around to stroke Billy's other side

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Before being possessed, Billy did love being admired. Thrived under all the looks and praise. And now he's called less attention to himself in case it gets turned against him. He doesn't doubt some people wouldn't mind a reason to knock him back down to his supposed place.

He chases the thoughts away, quickly, with the kissing. He feels the hand exploring his other side, and the similar but still different scarring there. Billy loses himself in the kiss, as he should, biting lips and warring against the other's tongue. Taking in that taste. Memorizing it. Pushing in for more. He wants more.

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Of he can have more. Happily. Each little bite earns a small groan of pleasure. His free hand reaches up to curl, gently for now. But damn if he doesn't want to pull it.

But damn, he wished they were on the bed with the guy right over him.