It was Teddy's turn to hesitate. As much as he was enjoying this more open side of Billy, he wasn't sure his boyfriend had actually thought that suggestion through. Making out in Billy's bed in a quiet house, with no one who knew or cared to burst in to stop them, was an entirely different concept than stolen moments in Billy's room at home or on the couch in the hideout, when anyone could interrupt them at anytime and they were guaranteed to have to stop before they got very far.
But he wanted, desperately, to follow this as far as he could without upsetting Billy. And it wasn't as if he was the one who had asked.... "Ok," he agreed.
Rather than break away and move to the bed on his own, Teddy simply slid his hands back down to pick Billy up and carry him there easily, so that they never had to stop touching and he could keep pressing kisses to every inch of skin he could reach. And if one of his hands was cupping Billy's ass...well, that was just necessary to support his weight, even if he was enjoying it far more than he was going to let on.