Theo could, and wriggled slightly against the growing hardness poking his hip. “I appreciate knowing. It’s not as if I’m all that experienced at this.”
“You’re doing perfectly fine from where I’m sitting.” Henry paused. “Or kneeling. I enjoy being on my knees for you.”
“I know. You can wait. I’ll tell you when I’ve got plans for you. For now, you may hold me. Be good.”
“I like all of that.” Henry’s free hand, not the one with Theo’s touch serving as an assertion, rubbed Theo’s back. “I like being good for you, I told you.”
“You did, and you are. I’m considering options. I’m very tired, but I believe we discussed you and my largest glass dildo.”
Henry’s hand stopped mid-backrub. “…Theo. God. f**k. Yes, please, if you want.”
“Mmm. You like that thought, don’t you? And you like begging
