Squishy
If I owned YA no one would get anything done because everyone would be having sex. Therefore I do not own it.
Two of Teddy's favourite things about his boyfriend were his thighs (of course, look at them!) and his stomach. Of course Billy Kaplan's personality was at the very top of the list of Things Teddy Altman Loves about his Boyfriend, but his thighs and tummy were a very close second and third, respectively.
The thigh thing, Teddy thought, was easy enough to explain. He loved pressing his fingers into the soft flesh and feeling it move in response to the pressure. He loved digging his teeth in sharply and hearing Billy's voice call out his name, leaving marks along his legs for days that no one else would ever know were there. Yes, it was really quite obvious to see why Teddy loved Billy's thighs.
Billy would never understand his boyfriend's obsession with his stomach, though. The dark haired superhero found himself a bit self-concious about that part of his anatomy, if he were to be completely honest.
He was slightly... Squishy. He'd never been as lean as his twin and he would never manage the muscles that adorned his boyfriend's frame. It was the whole reason he thought of wearing the cape, actually. He could hide himself inside it without stopping to worry about any of his body-image issues.
Teddy, however, had never had a problem with it. In fact, he imbraced it. Literally. Whenever they were alone, his arms would go around Billy's stomach and he'd squeeze him to his heart's content. When they watched television, Teddy found a way to maneuver them so that his head ended up on his boyfriend's tummy. During sex, Teddy's attention was focused as much on Billy's midsection as is was on his thighs (Billy had noticed. Of course he had. The boy had bruises up and down his legs for a week after sex.), and Billy wasn't sure if he was uncomfortable with the attention, and thus did not mention it.
But just because Billy didn't bring it up didn't mean Teddy wasn't going to talk about it.
"You have an awesome stomach." The blond said one afternoon as they lay together in bed after some... 'strenuous activity', running his hand over the thin line of hair ascending to his boyfriend's naval. "Seriously. It's great."
Billy turned his head to look at Teddy, "What's so great about it?"
Shrugging, Teddy trailed his hand up Billy's chest and cupped his cheek, pulling him in for a lazy kiss. "I don't know. You're just... Squishy."
"Is that your way of calling me fat?" The dark haired boy asked, running his hand through his boyfriend's hair.
"Of course not. You're perfect. And I love your tummy." He rolled over onto Billy, who obligingly spread his legs to make a space for Teddy's body. "I love you."
Billy grinned. "You're so gay. And I love you too."
Smirking, Teddy slipped his hand down and ran it across the inside of Billy's thigh, causing the other boy to shiver. "Hmm. I think we could make this situation a little more gay, if you're up for it."
Laughing, the other wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's shoulders and pulled him down, biting at Teddy's lip. "I'm always up for it."
A/N: I've never written for Young Avengers before so I hope I did the characters justice.
I probably didn't.
Oh well.