"Yes. And yes." At least he was honest about it, even if he was also entirely unapologetic. Alex snagged himself a drink as well, something a little less pink, though honestly what Henry had looked delicious and he was not above stealing a sip at some point. Or maybe just seeing what sweetness would cling to the prince's lips. Either way.

"The right words?" Alex echoed, glancing down. Fine Henry wanted the right words, Alex would absolutely deliver. He looked back to Henry through that dark fringe of impossibly long lashes -- that he was well aware by now that Henry had noticed -- before leaning in close, like he was whispering a secret to the other man, voice pitched low and lips just shy of brushing against his ear, "Pretty please, baby?"