Theo opened his mouth to Greg's tongue like it had been his mouth's on personal alohamora, playing his tongue a little clumsily back at Greg's, his feelings overcoming his forgotten experience.
The continued rocking kept him calm and soothed, nothing in his shattered helix thoughts apart from the feeling of Greg's mouth and the love against him. He mewed softly, a little kittenish noise that seemed so out of place on his former self but came naturally to him now. He lifted his hands as Greg's fingers slid into his hair and held onto the boy's shoulders.