Theo took yet another kiss with something like glee, but then he was trying to explain to that tone Greg had that he'd meant for them to be safe, them both, that there was a difference.
Greg's touch went higher and Theo had the sudden disturbing image of spidery cold fingers scuttling there and leaving bruises behind when Greg was kissing him and making him lose his train of thought. "Do to me? I'm yours." he said, confused like he couldn't make that question out. Greg could do as he wished.