More staring - Alfred tucks one foot up onto the bench, posturing a little with the high heels on while he enjoys the sight of Herbert sliding out of his trousers. Wearing only the corset and panties, it's evident that he's hard too, excited by all of this, by the way it feels to be in control.

It's shades of what he was in that dream, so long ago.

"You're so beautiful, Engel," he purrs, lazily running one of his hands down over himself with a little hiss.