"Wonderful." He drags parted lips over Alfred's neck, pressing a kiss to the scar on his neck as he pushes Alfred's shirt off and lets it fall to the floor. Then he lifts Alfred and sets him on the mattress, pushing the clean clothes to the floor to give them room.

He strips Alfred's trousers off, then his stockings, stroking a hand over his thigh as he gazes down at him. "Look at you," he sighs. Admiring. "Exquisite."