[How can he possibly be more specific when Teddy's doing that? Coherency's gone, replaced by a gasp, followed swiftly by a long, tremulous moan. His hips shift, instinctively thrusting a little into Teddy's mouth, seeking more of that hot, wet warmth. He could certainly go for more of this, for starters, but if Teddy's expecting words out of him, he's in for a bit of a wait.]
[Action, March 14th]