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Greg Goyle (a_reticent_git) wrote in wished,

Greg found a smile curving his lips, wicked and suggestive. He sort of liked these flashbacks to the old days; it made him remember the times he'd pin Theo to the bed, his knees up around his ears as Greg fitted his parts deep into Theo's.

He kissed Theo again, "No homework. Bathe. Clean. I'm gonna inspect," he said, teasing Theo slightly as he looked about for a washcloth. They were there, hanging just in reach of the tub, and Greg got one, drifting he and Theo over to the side. He dipped it into the water and began to rub it gently over Theo's shoulder. He stopped, "You want to do this? Or me?"

He didn't mind; he'd done it plenty of times over the last weeks, in their small version of this palace. He found he liked caring for this fragile creature, tending to Theo's needs as carefully as a parent. But it was like no attention Greg had ever gotten from his own; what he gave Theo was all that he'd wished for and more from the one who loved him, whom he loved.