As he watched mentally and paid attention to Theodore's thoughts, Blaise's expression became more concentrated. And it was funny how people's thoughts worked. One moment it was the two of them on his bed, clothes coming off (the ones they'd just put on), and the next was the possibility of Blaise telling Theodore to leave and him being perfectly fine with that.
His eye shut momentarily as he chuckled. For the majority of his life he didn't see much in sex; it was just a shag, something everyone did and he didn't find it fun enough to do it all the time. But this seemed different, seemed very fun, and he didn't know why.
Placing one hand on the bed, he leaned over and put his other hand on the other side of Theodore so that he was bending over his body. "Is that what you want then?" He asked, making it a complete invitation to do whatever he wanted as his eyes went down a bit and then back up to his face, waiting for him to respond in some way.