Ha. Good answer. [It's all the words he has the patience for, one hand brushing knuckles between Teddy's shoulderblades, the other sliding down to sneak a few slim fingers down the back of his pants. it's not like they're going to miss the party, it's just... um.
TLC. He promised Teddy there would be TLC. That shouldn't have a time limit.
[Action]
TLC. He promised Teddy there would be TLC. That shouldn't have a time limit.
...Whatever, he really doesn't care.]