[Billy's voice is muffled, pressed tightly to Teddy's neck again, trailing a line along the side of it. With Teddy taking care of his own pants, he slides a hand back up Teddy's chest, dragging the shirt upwards, trying to get it as far up as he can without interrupting the blond's movements.
It's all a bit slow and clumsy, doing it backwards and without being able to see, but he doesn't really mind; with the way he's moving, it's like he has all the time in the world.]
We better- hn- have stuff in the drawer. Don't wanna get up.
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[Billy's voice is muffled, pressed tightly to Teddy's neck again, trailing a line along the side of it. With Teddy taking care of his own pants, he slides a hand back up Teddy's chest, dragging the shirt upwards, trying to get it as far up as he can without interrupting the blond's movements.
It's all a bit slow and clumsy, doing it backwards and without being able to see, but he doesn't really mind; with the way he's moving, it's like he has all the time in the world.]
We better- hn- have stuff in the drawer. Don't wanna get up.
["Stuff", he says. So elegant, Kaplan.]