"Shshsh, okay, okay, so eating is out," Greg said, unsure as to what to do; his hand was wrapped around a rather firm erection even as the body attached to it began to thrash and the mind that ran it began to slip, "Sh, love, Theo, love," Greg said, and he let go of the phallus and moved his hand to pet at Theo again.
He traced up the gaunt stomach and then down along the thighs and then up again, all the while soothingly speaking as he did so, "Theo," Greg said as his eyes watched Theo carefully, "Do you know who I am?"
He didn't want to press it, but he wasn't going to continue and not have Theo lose it again; he kept his petting up, making small soothing noises even as he kept his touches neutral and comforting.