Henry gravitated toward Alex much like he needed air to breath and then he slowly tucked his head into the crook of Alex's neck, spooning him standing up while he breathed in the scent of steam, soap and water. "I am glad, I wanted you to feel good." and it was ridiculous how much the need to please Alex was strong, he was such a fool for this man and he was never more ready to admit that (to himself) than right now.

They were tucked up close and Henry was not going to let go.

"You a little weak in the knees?" he said with an almost amused laugh.