[Those fingers in his hair almost feel like a promise of something more, and it always incites a little thrill, a little shiver that tries to run down the line of his back.]

What was it you said? My lips around your cock? I’m sure you’ll like that view even more.

[He smiles almost too peaceably for saying something so lewd, dragging his palm and curled fingers slowly up Alec’s length, warm and present. They’ve only just started, and the other man’s hardly lubed up enough for Henry to be really self-indulgent with his touches, but he can spoil himself just a little. Feel him harden by degrees in his hand.]

Tell me what you want next.

[We’re back to accepting commands now. He likes to hear the words.]