[The action, and the words, makes Teddy smile, dimples showing up in his cheeks. He lets his own fingers stroke through Billy's hair, feeling just how disheveled it is, knowing why, and - hnnngh, he can feel his arousal twitch in response to that. Even with the mood changing on its head, from heated to tender and insightful, he's still ready for more.

But there's something else to focus on now, like Billy and how long they've known each other, how much they've changed, how they've stayed at each other's sides and watched them grow, happy and proud of to know the person they're turning into.]

I'm proud of you too, you know. And I can't begin to tell you how happy you've made me... and maybe we'll be different people in two years again. Or four, five, ten...

[He trails off, but he lets his hand drift back to Billy's temple, then his cheek, while he looks him in the eyes.

And I'd like to be there for you and change with you, beside you, in all those two, four, five, ten years, is what goes unsaid.]