Good, he wants Alfred to lose his head. He wants to see Alfred absolutely wild with desire. A wave of Alfred's lust hits him and if he had to breathe, his breath would be taken away. Instead, he tips his head back with a groan, pressing his heels into the mattress.

"Oh you tease," he whines, scratching his nails lightly over the back of Alfred's neck. "When you feel you're ready to, you could try two fingers."