While Harry settled into position on the puffy down comforter, Theo rummaged through the end table finding the bottle he was hoping for, tossing it next to Harry’s legs. He climbed onto the bed and bracketed their thighs with his own. Theo hummed contentedly as he allowed his hands and eyes to rove over Harry’s body as if memorizing every part of him. His hand found its way to his cock before his fingers wrapped it around it and he started pumping slowly.