"I'm not going to make love to you, tonight," he explains, tugging Alfred's briefs down and off. "I am merely going to appreciate you. Well, merely. I intend on being..."

He stretches out on top of Alfred, sighing at the feel of their bodies pressed so closely together. He's hard as well, in his trousers, but he doesn't bother with them. He'd rather take his time exploring his new lover.

"... very thorough with you."