"Then people have been lying to you. You're all I can think about." He'd be worried except that Henry as all he wanted to think of, all that he wanted, period. His breath caught as the other man stepped closer. Given his current wardrobe choice (not his choice, mind, but someone sure had made a choice) he could feel Henry oh so very close.

It was harder to breathe than he remembered it being only a moment ago, but breathing did not seem to be important at the moment. At all. Especially when Henry kept talking.

Now, Alex was not easy to strike speechless, but Henry'd gone and done it. His eyes went wide as Henry mouthed at his neck, at the heated touch of tongue along his skin Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. Wide eyes slowly slid shut, head falling to the side. His fingers buried into Henry's hair, holding onto him like he planned on never letting go. "Hen... Henry."