What, now it's my job to clean up the messes you instigate?

[Despite his words, Billy does edge back a step, winding one arm around Teddy's waist, his chin resting on the blond's shoulder to watch him finish with the rest of the filling. His neck smells like cinnamon and sugar now, and it's very tantalizing.

That doesn't mean he has to make it easy for Teddy, though.]

I don't think that's fair, since you didn't clean up your own mess.

[He tilts his chin a bit, pointedly showing off the filling still on his cheek.]