Still don't own YA
Meeting Halfway
"You know… it's not so bad, now that I think about it." Teddy hummed as the random Digimon movie he put on came to an end, the ending sequence rolling over his laptop's screen. He shifted a bit - an action that made the device slide a bit over the blanket covering his legs - and turned to look at Billy who was lying next to him on his stomach.
The both of them were still very much naked, not yet having recovered from making up after their long, pointless fandom-war.
"Hm, what? The movies?" Billy hummed without tearing his eyes from the Gameboy Advance he fished out of the closet using magic. "Yeah, I like them. Especially for the first seasons."
Teddy smiled softly and ran his hand over that alluring expense of back that was well within reach. He ran his fingers at random, at first, only then he moved them according to past experience, and touched all the spots he knew would be, to say the least - distracting.
"How are the Pokemon games working for you?" He asked, voice lazy and fond.
"I'm catching you a shiny." Billy stated calmly, though there was an undertone of playful admonishment.
Teddy smiled back in exasperation.
"Please don't zap my game."
"Again, you mean?" The mage asked and finally turned to look at Teddy with a smirk.
"Again." Teddy confirmed and put the laptop on the nightstand. Billy was adorable, so concentrated in the game the way he was, and Teddy was genuinely happy that his boyfriend enjoyed the games he liked so much.
But it has been days since they were intimate with each other, Teddy thought, and leaned down to trail his lips over Billy's shoulder. He kissed, and licked, and touched and caressed, and for a moment wondered what was taking Billy so long before the other finally rolled to lie on his back.
"…it was saving."
Teddy snorted and leaned down to kiss Billy, and before long the two decided they had enough rest, and went for round two.