[For Billy] Powers Plot

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Tony Stonem has always been the sort of boy who does things. With a few notable exceptions, he's seldom content to be idle, and even within the typically relaxed island atmosphere, he keeps himself busy. He reads, he runs, he fucks, he parties and unless he's had a particularly eventful night prior, he always gets up early

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He can be forgiven for being jumpy, Billy thinks, considering the morning he's had. Between Jason's new found power, accidentally fucking with Wolverine and walking around the compound after it looked like it had turned into some messed up version of Willy Wonka's chocolate factory, Billy isn't sure he wants to do much more than go back home and hide out for the weekend.

But there's still Alexis to find, and Olive and a million other friends he wants to make sure are okay. Somehow, he knows Tony will be, no matter what, because nothing seems to faze him -- and that's almost proven when he sounds so collected and pleased when he finds Billy.

"I haven't decided yet," he says, sliding an arm around Tony's waist in turn. "I've turned into Magneto for the weekend."

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"I thought you liked being powerful." Tony's fingers slip instinctively beneath the hem of Billy's shirt to slide casually along the warmth of the other boy's lower back. He's always been a tactile person, knows how to use touch to profound effect when it suits him, but with Billy it's practically compulsion. From the beginning, he's itched to touch him.

"I expected you to be excited."

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"It's strange getting used to," Billy replies with a frown. He can still sense every little bit of metal around them, including the zipper in his shorts and the hand on his watch.

It surrounds him, pulling at his attention, but suddenly that doesn't seem to matter anymore. Suddenly, Tony's hand makes him shiver, and it burns a path where he's touching him, and Billy sucks in a deep breath.

"Tony, what--" He comes to a stop, lightheaded and flushed, one hand grasping at Tony.

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"Whoa," Tony exhales as his grip on Billy instinctively tightens. "You don't have to be so excited you pass out," he clarifies, but his eyebrows draw down despite his light tone. There's no denying that his boyfriend looks pretty all flushed and loose-limbed, but the way his pupils are blown is a concern.

"What did you take?" he asks, and keeps one hand splayed firm against the small of Billy's back as the other lifts to brush the dark hair from the other boy's eyes.