ooc: curse phone tags with typos! *shakes a fist*
Greg's mouth moved to Theo's jaw and then his neck and he was turning him so that Greg had a clear shot, a smooth stroke of Theo's entire front. They were just by the steps, on them thus making it easy for Greg to balance Theo on a knee, his mouth sucking and moving back up to those bruised lips of Theo's, swollen with Greg's kissing. Greg's hand was on Theo's chest and he let his fingers stroke down to Theo's small patch of hair, seeking a shaft and bits to fondle and stroke.
Touching Theo again made his own reaction hard, pressing into Theo's thigh but Greg did his best to ignore it, using his own hand to encourage a reponse from Theo. His tongue was darting, searching, as Greg's kissed demanded all of Theo's attention. He wasn't going to stop until Theo begged him to; he wanted Theo to experience that heightening peak like he had done for Greg earlier.
"So hard, Theo," purred Greg, "So fucking sweet," he said into Theo's mouth as he continued his groping.