Gods, when Alex said things like that-- Henry could feel his heart flee even further down the stream, never to be returned to again; he needed those lips on his, wanted to share breath and the pounding beating of hearts in time with each other. There was also the needy words that reverberated, made him feel more wanted than anyone had ever. Authentically wanted in a manner that had nothing to do with the considerations that normally went through his ever-worrying mind.

There was the perceptible swallow and then he allowed his fingers to graze up a thigh of which his own currently bracketed.

"I have been ready for you since our first kiss..." he stated this with as much honestly and candor as this moment allowed. Sentimental of him really to play into the romanticism of a kiss. "Please... I want you buried inside me as soon as possible." he leaned in to press his lips against a jawline, nearly tasting the scent of cologne on skin.

"I want you...."