"Touch me, then. My beautiful Alfred, let me feel your fingers. I crave your touch." He drags his tongue along the line of Alfred's neck, up to suck a kiss onto his pulsepoint.

Whatever he's awakened in Alfred, he likes it. The wandering hands, the dark tone in his voice. He rocks against Alfred's thigh with another low noise, nipping at the curve of Alfred's ear. "Touch me to your heart's content."