[Billy leans in to follow him down, shifting his hands to slide Teddy's shirt further up to get a full view. He spends a long moment just staring at his stomach, exploring every fraction of an inch of the exposed skin to make sure that it's just as flawless as it had been since the day they'd met. His hands are still stroking over Teddy's skin, thumbs brushing back and forth and marveling at how smooth it is. It's beautiful. Beautiful and perfect.
Satisfied that no scars remain, Billy finally gives in to the urge he'd felt for a while now: he bows his head to kiss Teddy's stomach, pressing his forehead against bare skin, and just goes ahead and lets himself cry again.
[action, sept 25th]
Satisfied that no scars remain, Billy finally gives in to the urge he'd felt for a while now: he bows his head to kiss Teddy's stomach, pressing his forehead against bare skin, and just goes ahead and lets himself cry again.
Happy, though. He's happy.]