Theo moaned softly in the back of his throat as he was hit with that flood of affection, his sleepy, hazy kisses unable to keep up with Greg's mouth but making a good attempt anyway, kept too busy to panic at the position he was in (but face down had always been more reason to panic anyway)
"'m here." he said, soothing, trying to reach to pet Greg's shoulder. "Here in your head here, can't get us, can't."
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