"Babe, you already pamper me so fucking much," Billy points out in a soft voice. Tommy really does. He understands Billy‘s needs and wants, and how to help with them for the most part. His arms slide back around Tommy’s back to slot his hands between shoulder blades.

He sighs quietly. "You know if someone tries to take me from you I’m not going without some kind of fight, right?" He would never go quietly into the dark night, or however the quote went. "I’ll feucht with everything I have to stay with you."

His hand strokes up and down his boyfriends back, like the speedster is the one who needs the comfort, not Billy. And yes, he is finding the repetitive motion soothing. Also Tommy is soothing. He feels good. And smells nice.