[Teddy grins as Billy gets above him, rather enjoying this rare angle. It's true; Teddy hardly ever looks up at him, not this much. One hand strays up to Billy's cheek as a result, while the other slides up the back of the thigh closest to him, enough to pass over and linger on a certain other cheek before moving underneath his shirt as well.
Sure, Billy can always magic clothes away. But there's something about peeling off the clothes themselves, showing skin at a slower pace, that's erotic all on its own. When Billy lifts up Teddy's shirt, there is one thing that he hadn't been able to shift away or heal just yet; very faded dark scars that stretch across his stomach. Had he not had his healing capability, those marks would've been much more prominent, likely never to heal. But at this rate, they'll be gone in the next month or two.
Still, they're a reminder of what they'd been through. What they survived, together.
Teddy doesn't pay them any heed, and instead just focuses on pushing Billy's shirt up. It wouldn't be fun if he was the only one who wasn't wearing any clothes.]
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Sure, Billy can always magic clothes away. But there's something about peeling off the clothes themselves, showing skin at a slower pace, that's erotic all on its own. When Billy lifts up Teddy's shirt, there is one thing that he hadn't been able to shift away or heal just yet; very faded dark scars that stretch across his stomach. Had he not had his healing capability, those marks would've been much more prominent, likely never to heal. But at this rate, they'll be gone in the next month or two.
Still, they're a reminder of what they'd been through. What they survived, together.
Teddy doesn't pay them any heed, and instead just focuses on pushing Billy's shirt up. It wouldn't be fun if he was the only one who wasn't wearing any clothes.]