[Oh, he's feeling the love, alright, but the stir fry has nothing to do with it.

He lets the kiss linger a little, enjoying the taste of dinner and something uniquely Teddy, but before long he gently urges the blond back, tapping the clean end of the spoon against Teddy's chest and offering up a satisfied smile.]

Mm, good- but we should eat it before it gets cold. And I hope you don't have plans for the rest of the night, either, because I'm kidnapping you.