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I think I can shift my hair grey, but it would be easier for you to just color yours back brown, B.

[He smiles a little at that kiss, despite any nerves he's feeling since Billy seems to intend to do this-- well, really soon, from the looks of it.

He doesn't-- quite go in for a proper kiss like Loki does, it's still maybe a little strange to do that... but he does shift in a little bit closer for a picture.]

We probably should... just so you'll always remember what you look like wrinkle and spider-brow free.

[... God, it's going to be weird if he winds up being younger than Loki and Billy.

At least there's still Tommy. He better now suddenly grow up.]

( if it sits around billy has a feeling that the canister is going to disappear right from under his nose. this is fine. loki's kiss catches him a little off-guard, but he presses into it regardless. reaches a hand to steady himself against a shoulder and doesn't--reach to give teddy the same treatment. when teddy wants kisses he'll get them. he does move to slide himself in right between them, pulling teddy in closer in closer with an arm around his waist while his other slides to wrap around loki's ribcage. )

Because it's significantly more fun to make you both bleach yours than dye mine. I'm not Strange.

Wow, that's harsh. [ RIP Stephen's cred. ] On three. One, two ... !

[ He tilts his head to be closer to Billy for the photo, his free arm around both his boyfriend and Teddy. Best make this memory a smiley one, he figures, since his insides are squirming like snakes at the thought of Billy opening that canister.

There. Commemoration done. ]

Wow... [Taking shots at Strange is a gutsy move for Billy. When he's pulled in, Teddy's arm easily slides around Billy and Loki both and he flashes a grin to the camera.

But-- when that's done, that just means one step closer to Billy using that canister, huh?]

So-- uh. What now? Are you going to use it right now or wait a bit?

[He's assuming right now, though...]

( billy flashes his own grin as loki takes his pic, grabs onto his own phone to grab a selfie for himself before teddy moves out of range, )

No time like the present, right?

( does he need more added onto his plate? probably not. the canister isn't going anywhere, but--both arms squeeze tight onto the both of them, releases them moments after to grab onto the canister. )

If I wait I might change my mind, or lose it, or worse: raise chances of contamination by spider-brows.

[ All too soon Billy is out of hugging (and protecting!) range, grasping that canister like it might go off if he doesn't hold tight to all the possibilities therein. Loki glances anxiously to Teddy, then back to one stoked witch. ]

Okay, but, if you somehow wind up with a third boyfriend, I think we get the right to punch him in the face.

[That actually surprises a laugh out of Teddy, makes him forget the anxious not his stomach is turning itself into for a moment at least.]

I think that's only fair, yeah.

[He shifts a little. He can't really reach out to Billy and drag him back, not when he's already holding on to that canister.]

Okay, Kaplan... we'll be right here when it's all done.

If I end up with a third boyfriend, please punch me.

( lips press tight together as he holds onto the canister, fingers gripping on over the lid as he. stops. considers whether or not he should actually unscrew it. think of all the nonsense bullshit that can come flying out of it: he could open this and suddenly wake up gandalf. which would be awesome, don't get him wrong, but he doesn't want to be seventy years old surrounded by young and pretty boyfriends.

fingers grip onto it to lift off the top, and the change isn't quite immediately noticeable. there's a moment where billy just looks really confused, before his eyes shine a bright blue and similar-colored sparks encompass him, changes the shape of billy, even. where before a scrawny teenager stood now stands a full fledged adult, shoulders more thoroughly filled and hair parted in the center rather than off to the side--the floppy fringe isn't there even if there's still plenty of hair to gel it over.

the casual tee and jeans he'd been wearing moments before replaces itself with his wiccan costume, accenting the muscle gain and shift to his stance and there's a notable lack of a hood attached to the back of it. there's--a more confident air to him, too, once he gets over the initial confusion of suddenly having four years worth of information and time on his shoulders and remembers that he's not in new york, he's here, in quarantine, in a near-empty apartment, facing the two boys he loves most. )

So, uh. There's not a third boyfriend, for starters. Teddy's King of Space, which is cool. I met lady Thor? Which is also cool.

[ Loki is on his feet before the sparks even start, one hand gripping absently at Teddy's arm for support he wasn't aware he needed. His eyes widen at the altered state Billy is in, once the Magical Boy whirlwind is over, and his hand drops back to his side as he stares in momentary silence at the new hair, firmer jaw, the muscles (thank Odin he isn't taller). Billy is older by two or three years and he apparently spent them at the gym, filling out his glittery galactic spandex.

Loki totally prepared himself for the worst, the handsome lump before him receives an almost indignant, ]

You got hotter.

[The light show is startling, but all he can do is reach over and put a hand over Loki's, trying to offer a little of the support he seems to need... he could use some too, honestly.

But then Billy is standing in front of them, perfectly in one piece and-- okay. Older and hotter.

Teddy is reaching out to touch an arm, like he just needs to make sure it's real, that Billy is okay.]

Wow-- Wait, what?

[King of Space? Lady Thor?]

( teddy reaches out for an arm, and that's cool and all, but--billy can do him one better. two steps forward and he presses against teddy's front, presses a kiss to his lips with a loud smack of lips before he's backing off with a grin on his lips, turning to loki with a wiggle of his brows. )

And no spider-brows! Unless I'm wrong, and the canister's warning label came with a "may induce sporadic spiders for facial hair" that I missed. Please tell me I'm wrong.

( okay but--yes, the space thing. )

You walked into a glowing tower of light, walked out with a magic sword, and became King of Space.

( wait and another thing, eyes back to loki. )

I'm twenty-two.

[ Yeah, Billy definitely gets back together with Teddy back on Earth-616, something that Loki already knew but is now seeing in real time. He wonders where his kiss is, since the last one Billy received on this moon was from him, then decides to pester him about that later. Quite a lot.

Anyway. Billy is more than fine, so that allows Loki to be a little selfish and ask, ]

What happened to me?

[ If Billy met Thor, reasonable to assume he's been around Asgardians. No? ]

Okay-- I guess that answers that. [That he and Billy are still together, and happy enough that Billy can kiss him in a way that almost makes him want to chase him for another, but he settles for a ridiculous grin instead. Billy is talking, so it might be rude to interrupt.]

King of Space can't be that bad if I get kisses like that and a sword... and I totally told you spider-brows weren't a thing.

[Both of them.

But-- Loki asks that and Teddy can't help but be curious too. Loki had said he didn't have anything to do with them, right? So he might not know at all.]

( brows furrow as he presses lips together, thinks that over for a bit. four years is a bit of time, but the time here is--oddly fresh, too, and billy definitely remembers how attention needy loki is. slipping out of teddy's reach, he slides over to loki. raises hands up to cup his cheeks and kisses loki with just as much vigor as he had teddy.

first things first and all. )

Loki is still around? I--didn't remember anything from here in those memories, so. ( billy didn't go out of his way too look for loki, is what he means. ) I didn't. . hear anything about you becoming not you, and didn't see you after we uh--saved Teddy from Mother.

With you as Space King, my title got to be the prince consort.

[ Oof. Guess that answers where his kisses went. He holds onto Billy's arms, then decides he's not in the slightest interested in listening to a lack of Loki-centric news and more insane titles (space king hasn't met Odin, he wagers) and ducks in to nip him on the join of a neck, sucking hard as he latches on.

All his own lovebites were long-gone before Billy opened the canister. Loki doesn't care if Teddy has to watch him plant a new one, for a new beginning, because he's just wholly grateful Billy came back okay at all. ]

Prince consort, huh?

[He was already prince of space, destined to bring two warring aliens together... he's not really surprised by the fact he eventually gets upgraded to king... even if it happens a lot sooner than he expected or wanted. But-- the fact Billy is with him, and happy apparently, is a relief.

... and-- okay, Teddy is fine with the kisses, and he's not even going to fuss over what Loki is doing, but-- he is going to look away. Watching seems-- impolite or something. Plus it's just awkward, considering he knows they've slept together and he and Billy-- well, never have. They haven't even gone past chaste kisses since his arrival, and he has no idea when or if they will.]

Marks, Loki. It's not the season for high-collared clothes, please don't make me wear them. ( years of weird memories and a strange overlap of shit is throwing him off guard, but loki's intent to leave behind his own personal brand is a pretty great reminder of the other thing they needed to discuss. billy doesn't--shove him off, even if he does try to twist around in his arms a little. it's definitely impolite to not even be looking towards teddy at all, because some godling had to sink his teeth in. )

This is--the other thing we had to talk about, right? Boundaries. ( but his brows furrow, nose wrinkling. ) Probably should've done that part first actually.

[ Solution: leave so many lovebites in the future that Billy goes back to not giving a damn about them. That's a project for later, though. When he isn't pushed away, Loki's hands creep around Billy's hips and explore their way up a narrower waist than he remembers, his attention nosing at a temple. Smells like magic, ooh. Did Billy's canister turn him into catnip of the sorcerous variety? Because he exudes power on the down-low, it's a little hilarious. Surely another has noticed the pubescent growth-spurt of the Demiurge?

Loki is torn from his musings by the question hanging in the air. ]

What boundaries? Everyone in this room wants to rut with you, [ let's jUST BE HONEST, ] why pretend otherwise?

[Of course he's noticed -- he's a hormonal teenager and he's just been kissed by his gorgeous, suddenly grown up boyfriend in a way that's left him wanting in a way he hasn't since-- way too long. Even before the craziness of his arrival, maybe.

It's just-- this is all very in your face and Teddy isn't sure if he's supposed to be watching or if that's creepy, or if he can even touch too. Right now, he's still settling for keeping his eyes elsewhere.

Although Loki manages to draw out a noise from him, surprised by the bluntness.]

Loki-- [He crosses his arms self-consciously.] That's not-- What if I came over there and had my hands and mouth all over him right now? Wouldn't that be awkward for you? I think Billy means-- those types of boundaries... I don't think we're all going to be rutting right now.

( four years. four years on his plate since he last had loki being a terrible touchy menace, hands all over him, mouth running down his neck and it's strange as fuck to go from suddenly having one set of expectations is more than a little awkward; to go from cuddling up to teddy, a bigger teddy, to suddenly having loki rubbing all over is going to take some getting used to--again.

loki can rub all over him when billy shifts around, presses his back into his chest so he can keep eyes on teddy. just in case. but his head does shift back, angling to look back towards him. four years, and he has to sift through all of it to remember how the hell to deal with this. )

I want both of you. That's obvious enough, right? I mean--I've been with both of you. I don't mind if you want to. . ( shoulders lift in an idle shrug; he probably doesn't need to go into detail there. ) but I don't want to make anyone needlessly uncomfortable. I'd be just as happy pulling Teddy in and shoving my tongue down his throat while you keep that up. ( the hands down his hips, carefully remapping the shape of him. )

If you two want to do stuff, I don't mind that either.

This is fucking delightful. You vanished an uncertain teenage sweetheart and returned a sexually voracious sausage. I'm loving this. Teddy! Teddy, do as the man says and kiss him, we'll celebrate Billy's "woke" manhood with a Kaplan sandwich!

[ Laughing where he cleaves up behind his boyfriend, Loki hooks his chin over a shoulder and digs his nails into those hips.

Elatedly, he declares of Billy, ]

I always knew you were a deviant!

Seriously?

[He kind of wants to ask how Billy's been with both of them-- he kind of hopes by 22, they've finally managed to have sex if they're still together and not just fool around. Not that fooling around isn't fantastic and perfect or anything--

But all of that doesn't matter right now. It's weird to think several years passed right before their eyes, but Billy is saying he doesn't mind doing things and Loki is encouraging it, so-- screw it. If they're not going to feel awkward about it, then neither is he, he guesses.

Teddy takes a step forward to tangle his hand into Billy's hair as he moves in for a deep, hungry kiss. It feels like forever since he's gotten to kiss Billy like that, between Texas and all the fighting and uncertainty.]

( there are numerous things he wants to throw back at loki for his. er. commentary, and billy's two seconds from turning his head around and bitching him out over it, sexually voracious is a bit much, honestly, he isn't that much of a deviant, and who even uses woke, god.

but before he can get out any protests teddy's got fingers in his hair, he's leaning in and pressing a good hard kiss to his lips and if teddy's fine with it, if loki's gong to egg them on--billy's not going to be the spoil sport that ruins it.

a muffled moan presses against teddy's lips as billy squirms his hips, presses backwards into loki's grip while arms raise up to wrap around teddy's neck. the shove his tongue down teddy's throat wasn't exaggerating by much--teddy presses in hungrily and billy returns the favor, tongue tracing along the roof of his mouth, over teeth, tries to tattoo his own taste into him. it--hasn't been long since he's kissed teddy, no, and billy's spent several years learning what he likes, what he's into, how teddy likes to be touched, even if this one doesn't remember it. )

[ Loki had permission to be as handsy and mouthy as he likes while the pair of them mack and swap spittle, which is just what he does. He distractedly nibbles at an earlobe and neck with the majority of his attention on feeling up Billy's lithe new thighs and pert ass (not much different there), settling him on his lap as Loki runs spread fingers up galactic sides to seek out abs and a toned chest, kneading and groping.

Hopefully the three of them won't topple over. ]

[Teddy echos a moan, slightly more desperate than he'd like, but-- it's kind of unfair how much better at kissing Billy has apparently gotten. He responds to it eagerly, wanting to memorize the way their lips meet, the way Billy tastes. He tries to shift with them, careful not to lose his balance even as Loki seems to pull Billy back.

His hands leave Billy's hair to smooth down over his shoulders, down his chest where they brush by Loki's on their way down -- and maybe a bit to his surprise, it sends more of a jolt through him than inspires any awkwardness.]

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