Greg wrapped his arms about Theo as he kissed him, letting the kiss be soft at first. Theo's head was at his ear and it made Greg shiver, the words sounding exotic and rustic and it made Greg tighten his arms against Theo more. He wanted, in that mad instant, to kiss Theo more, but he knew it was just that: madness for him to try to do anything.
Instead, with his arms wrapped about Theo, Greg settled against the wall and began to repeat his ministrations, petting Theo's back in a soothing way. A mindless tune came to Greg's mind, a kind of lullaby the House-elf would croon to him, and Greg hummed it as he moved, over and over in a repetitive gesture.