A small, pleased smile curled Teddy's mouth against Billy's skin (if you could manage a small smile on a mouth like that). Of course it was something he already knew. He'd picked every trait he had to get just that reaction, the only thing left of the old him his hair, eyes, mouth and piercings. But it was still nice to hear (especially from Billy, who he would have changed anything to please) and a pleasant shiver rippled through him.
"You're not so bad yourself," Teddy muttered against his boyfriend's throat, nipping and sucking his way down the sensitive skin. And he meant it. Billy might not be big and built like him, but Teddy found that he wanted that less than he had once thought. There was nothing as good as Billy's body under his hands. He would have said that and more, but he didn't want to pause long enough to let awkwardness set in when he had his hands under Billy's shirt and Billy's hands on his bare skin and his beautiful, ridiculously insecure boyfriend hadn't started freaking out yet.