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[Billy can't help the flushed little grin that crosses his lips at the expression on Teddy's face, and he shifts forward with the blond, keeping his hand right where it is, still moving steadily. With Teddy flat against the bed, Billy has to break contact a bit where he's seated in Teddy's lap, so he tries to make up for it by pitching forward, back arched, hovering over him with his free hand pressed against the sheets beside Teddy's head. He loves to watch Teddy in these moments, see the colours of his eyes change and listen to the catch of his breath.]

So what was it that you wanted to do with me, exactly...?