Theo closed his eyes to savour the kiss, looking back at Greg with uncertainty when he opened his eyes. He squeaked as Greg's fingers closed tight and he felt the worry start up as Greg stopped.
He tilted his head to first eskimo then french kiss before leaning back and shaking his head; he knew what Greg wanted and he wanted him to have it, even if his body wanted nothing to do with it. "I can take it." he said, his voice steady, his gaze back at Greg steady, his entire being still like a mouse under the shadow of a hawk. "I'll do it, I can, I can take it for you."