Theo went still, holding there without moving and worried about what Greg would do to punish him for his cowardice, shivering as Greg moved his fingers away and not sure if he wanted them back or wanted them to stay gone; he brought his fingers to his mouth and chewed at his knuckles in an anxious fashion.
What he heard was miles away from what he was expecting, even in his mincemeat of a mind. He made a soft sound like a coo and let Greg fold him up in his arms, relaxing again as they moved back out to where it was warmer, nuzzling back against Greg and turning to tuck his head into the crook of Greg's neck.
"It's warmer here." he said softly, nuzzling in against Greg's neck in a tactile fashion. "Like snow. Soft but warm inside. And sun. That's not often." he said with a soft laugh like he'd made a joke. "I feel like spring and..." he reached a hand down to press gently, low against Greg's stomach, his hand not quite brushing Greg's cock. "...sparking in here."