Theo's actions had Greg's head spinning, and if it wasn't skin to skin touching, it was the next best thing. Greg liked that Theo nestled into him, but he encouraged the boy to keep rocking and moving, rubbing against him. Greg was hard and so sensitive, and he knew if they kept it up, he was going to come in his pants.
"Don't stop, Theo, rub me. Like that. That's it. Now press a bit more. Oh Merlin, you feel so good. Please, please, don't stop."
The words poured out of Greg's mouth between kisses, his eyes closing as he enjoyed the feeling, hoping that it wouldn't send Theo into some odd space as Greg's arms encircled him, pushing and pulling, Greg's hips moving and getting into the action.
"Oh baby, I love the way you feel," Greg moaned, moving Theo back so that he could kiss his luscious lips again, his own excitement rising in him at this physical semi-touching.