Greg was more than pleased at Theo's reaction; just touching the growing arousal made Greg feel like things were a bit normal. But the fussing that Theo was making made Greg raise his head from Theo's belly and he moved so that even as his hands were gently caressing the testes, rolling them while his fingers moved across peach soft skin, his face was very close to Theo's fretting one and he moved to kiss Theo's cheek, and then his jaw and then his chin, not moving to his mouth, but laying kisses across his face.
"You can," he murmured, "Let me touch you. I love you, baby and you feel like home," he said as he kissed him feather light across his face, "You can like it," he added breathlessly, "You used to love it," Greg added.