[With his hands and mouth pressed to Teddy's body, it would be impossible not to notice the way he trembles. Not too long ago he would have stopped immediately, apologized, backed off, tried something else. Now, though... he waits, softening his touch but staying close, until Teddy's able to relax and touch his hair, wordlessly encouraging him. Billy smiles against his skin and kisses a circle around his belly button, sliding up an inch or two more and dragging the material of the shirt along with him, exposing more skin. He lets his hands wander further up, stroking the curves and contours of the body beneath him, appreciating every feature, every muscle, all of it. He lets his hands touch where his lips can't yet, hoping to convey the message clearly enough to Teddy: I love you. I love every inch of you. I love your body just the way it is, just the way you let it be. Don't change unless you want to. Don't change what I love for what you think I'd love.
[Action, November 23rd]
I love what I know. I know what I love.
You're perfect...]