Theo made a high wanting noise when Greg put his hand on him, fondled him gently, going quiet as he kissed Greg back needily. He didn't want Greg to pull back but then he did, and he was talking about how thin Theo was...
The former Slytherin turned his head away and he fell out of schooldays into... somewhere else, that other place once again. He bit into his lip as Greg continued touching him, hard but only because it was a physical reaction. "I don't want to eat." he said softly. "I don't want to. I don't want to eat, I don't want to, I don't like eating, I don't like it, I don't like it!" he said insistently, his voice getting louder, more panicked as he spoke. He writhed under Greg's hand, his body conflicted with the physical pleasure and the psychological insanity that was going on within it. "I don't want anything inside! Nothing inside! Nothing, nothing, nothing!" he was almost loud enough to be heard outside the room now, back arching although he wasn't trying to get away.