[action, december 20th]

[The marks themselves might not be long-term, but the pleasant tingles that erupt from his neck sure last long enough, and Teddy ends up giving a light grin, shutting his eyes and tilting his head to give Billy a little more room with that, even though there isn't that much filling to clean off. The hand that was on Billy's chin rests on the side of his neck instead, a prelude to what Teddy plans on doing next, though he can't help opening his eyes to look at the dough they've yet to finish.]

Or more than that, ha... We should at least get this baking, or those elves are just gonna keep watching us.

[Though with the way Teddy starts to stroke Billy's waist and probably making more of a mess there, he isn't really complaining.]