Wet and mostly bared to the air, Theo started shivering almost immediately and the cold he felt was strange juxtaposed against the aching, gnawing burn that blossomed through his skin as Greg's mouth worked against his stomach.
He watched, his breathing coming in shivery little pants that he couldn't quite control, whimpering in a startled fashion as Greg's hand brushed against him and he squirmed helplessly on the tiles, his fingers curled into tight fists on either side, eyes closed like this hurt too much, like it felt too good.