[Teddy can readily admit that touching Billy is like an addiction for him as well. He'd been a little afraid that Billy would pull away, but he doesn't, much to his relief. So he shuts his eyes and smiles, a genuine one, for a moment, his thumb passing gently over his boyfriend's knuckles. It's a gesture of comfort, and it's something of one for him, too. Billy's still alive, still himself, and maybe he can keep his promise.
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But then he opens his eyes and glances at Billy with a raised eyebrow.]
Better than The Thing.
[If you were thinking of a dirty joke, just like Teddy was right after saying that, then enjoy that fantastic mental image, bf.]
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But then he opens his eyes and glances at Billy with a raised eyebrow.]
Better than The Thing.
[If you were thinking of a dirty joke, just like Teddy was right after saying that, then enjoy that fantastic mental image, bf.]