Henry Fox was caught up in the shape of Alex, in every nuance. He wanted to memorize him as if he were a well-read book, he wanted to savor the words and the thoughts conveyed by Alex's own energy. Very quickly though he found himself backed up against the bed where he quickly grabbed those shoulders to assure balance.

"Well, if i did not know better-- I would think that you were very very eager to test the integrity of the bed."

A tease, though there was something in those blue eyes, a desire to know everything that he could about the other guy.. intimately. Right now they were on the precipice of something, and they would not be able to climb back up; once they jumped? They jumped and it could not be taken back. He only hoped that it would be worth it, that they would be worth it.