No, it's certainly not the first time Herbert's ridden him like this. But it is the first time Alfred's dictated his movements. Forced him to go slow rather than hard and fast like he likes. But this, of he's finding he rather likes this, too. The slow dragslide of their skin against each other, the slight roughness of the friction inside him, just on this side of too much.

Then Alfred's hips jerk up and Herbert gasps, sinking down onto him all at once and grinding hard. "Oh just like that, please Alfred."