[Billy doesn't exactly rush it, but he doesn't waste too much time on removing the shirt, either; he likes the slow reveal of Teddy's handsome, flawless skin, the way the dim light from the receding sun dances off pale muscles, the way his body flexes as he moves, the way his head disappears behind the material of the shirt only to reappear below, smiling and happy and perfect.
Struck by a sudden, playful idea, Billy stops pulling the shirt up just as Teddy's mouth and nose are revealed, drawing it back instead, keeping his eyes concealed and his hands momentarily stuck. His own hand hooks around the headboard, and he leans in close, touching his nose to Teddy's.]
[Action, November 23rd]
[Billy doesn't exactly rush it, but he doesn't waste too much time on removing the shirt, either; he likes the slow reveal of Teddy's handsome, flawless skin, the way the dim light from the receding sun dances off pale muscles, the way his body flexes as he moves, the way his head disappears behind the material of the shirt only to reappear below, smiling and happy and perfect.
Struck by a sudden, playful idea, Billy stops pulling the shirt up just as Teddy's mouth and nose are revealed, drawing it back instead, keeping his eyes concealed and his hands momentarily stuck. His own hand hooks around the headboard, and he leans in close, touching his nose to Teddy's.]
I could keep you guessing...