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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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playingtough

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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playingtough

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.

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playingtough

There's a hum of approval with that hand in his hair. How long had it been since he had someone like this in his lap? A year and months. He can't say exactly, because his mind is preoccupied with someone more important.

So very important.

Finally, Billy needs some air and pulls back to get it. There's a flush to his cheeks. He licks his lips. "I... I like this. Just kissing you. feeling your hands on me. Don't know if I can go further yet."

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"Not asking for further," Tommy promises. "I want more, yes. But if you never get there, I'll be happy with this."

He needs Billy to understand this. That their relationship isn't a sprint. It's a marathon.

"You can kiss me like this whenever you want, unless it's going to make something burn at cooking."

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playingtough

Would Tommy really be happy with it? Billy knew he wouldn’t be. Maybe in another few months he would be okay with going further with Tommy. The words chase away the thoughts of the future. "I should test your attention span sometime while you’re cooking."

Hands now go under to just settle against Tommy’s back and feel the warmth of him. How alive he was, too. The rugged scars that cut across the surface of the speedster‘s skin in a roadmap of his life. "…I… I like feeling your hands on my skin. Even if I think all the scars are ugly. It’s nice that you have a scar fetish or something," which is teasing, going by the little smirk and the glint in his blue eyes.

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Yes. He would. Because he feels appreciated and desired. And for him that's more important than getting off.

"Nope. No attention testing while cooking. I can't just go to the store to replace things, man."

AS he says it his fingers keep exploring Billy's body.

"Not a fetish for scars. A fetish for living. For heroism. For strong people."

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"Fine," Billy practically whines out like a teenager giving in. He pulls Tommy in close, and presses his face to the Speedster‘s shoulder. He sighs at the feeling of fingers against his scarred and unscarred skin. Little raised spots here and there from moles, like stars mapping out his skin.

Billy swipes a hand through the white hair. "Glad I fit the bill for you. Wouldn’t want anyone else anyways. Just you."

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Wouldn't want anyone else anyways? Tommy chuckles lightly at that.

"You're pretty unique there, Sunshine. I'm rarely top of anyone's list."

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playingtough

"Of course I’m unique. It’s like you don’t even know me. Of course if pick the most unique guy in this city when I could probably pull anyone I wanted." Billy turns his head to press a sweet kiss to Tommy’s pulse.

"You and Max are fighting for that top spot on my list."

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"I don't mind losing to family," Tommy promises him. It's okay for Billy to care for his sister more than Tommy. It really is. They have more history. And Tommy knows how hard it can be to keep family close.

But he does enjoy moments like these, where he can just accept affection.

"I should give you that pie."

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There’s a soft scoffing noise. "Max probably wouldn’t mind losing between the two of you."

His head raises up to look Tommy in his pretty emerald eyes, a little lopsided grin on his face. "Yeah? Still got room for more dessert I see."

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"She shouldn't have to," Tommy says with a shrug. He knows what they have has a timer on it. But Billy will always be her brother, no matter what.

Even death can't take that away.

"I always have room for sweets. I run on it man."

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playingtough

Everything Billy has with everyone here has a timer. He's doing his best to not think about it as he just takes in having Tommy with him. In his lap, hands under his shirt to feel his skin. Slowly they find their way off of Tommy so that they could get dessert if they wanted.

"Room for sweets and for the taste of sunshine, I think." He pats Tommy's hip and shifts. "All of those kisses I think melted away any bad memories I had for now. Good job, Daisy Dukes."

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Hey, Tommy's been here for years, so no reason to assume the timer is short. They could have years. They could have the rest of the lives this world would give them. Who knows.

"Want my shirt off, handsome? While you have your sweets?"

Eat his dessert and have it to or something?

"And you haven't even gotten cuddled to sleep yet."

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playingtough

They could have so much time. Billy will savor all of it, especially since he knows people can 'go home' at any point. But right now, all of this is real, it's his reality. Billy can have this, can have Tommy.

"If you wanna sweeten up dessert time with some skin, why not? I already got a glimpse of you making it golden during my birthday."

One of his brows lift. "Cuddled to sleep? Didn't we do that during the memory storm?"

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"Been trying to keep my color up. Even if Jan teased me over it."

But Jan gets a pass because she is sorta family twice over. Not actually, but close enough.

"Yeah but no reason we can't again," Tommy notes as he shucks his shirt and then uncovers the tray with the pie. "And this time I don't need to be able to escape."

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"I like your skin golden or not." Not sure who Jan is yet. Maybe she's new or something. "She better not be making goo-goo eyes at my guy."

Billy lets his eyes rove over Tommy with no hesitation. It was just the two of them, no one else. He was allowed to do this. All of the scars, the marks life left on him, for Billy to see. Oh right. There's pie.

Billy swallows.

Focus, Hargrove.

"Yeah? It was nice that you came back. Probably didn't even need to promise me that, either."