Alex heard that gasp, and for a moment he stilled, eyes searching Henry's face for any trace of discomfort, and evidence that he had done something that the other man did not like. But that wasn't what he found there at all, not at all what he saw in those spellbinding eyes.

He dipped his head to steal a kiss, murmuring Henry's name to his lips before he continued that steady pressure of his hips. It was his turn to gasp, breath exhaled in a pleasured groan as he sank into that tight passage, welcomed inside.

They were idiots, it was true, with matching blind spots in the exact shape of each other.

"God you're tight, baby. You good..?"