The anticipation was going to be the end of him really. Though Henry tucking in closer was a soothing balm for his impatience. The prince was warm against his side, and Alex had to remind himself to focus on where they were going yet again.

They were getting close. In fact, it was about then that his little house came into view and he steered them directly towards it, fishing in his pocket for a key.

"Oh." A slightly surprised utterance when Henry finally answered. Back that far? Alex, with the benefit of hindsight now and the realization (that had taken far too long given he'd hooked up with men before anyway, and had been furious about how attractive Henry was for way too long) could recognize that attraction in himself too, longer than he'd fully grasped it.

More importantly though. "Shagging is the one that means fucking, right?" So eloquent. So cultured.