He feels completely overstimulated in the best way. The way Alfred's cock is rubbing against his hip, the twist and thrust of his fingers inside him, the overwhelming feelings of lust and want rolling off of Alfred, washing over him like a tidal wave. It only heightens his own need, his own desire for this gorgeous boy on top of him and he presses his fingers harder into Alfred's flesh in a way that might leave bruises if he didn't heal so quickly.

"Yours, all yours," he agrees breathlessly and tips his head back to offer up more of his neck. "Oh my love, you're driving me wild. I need you -- a third finger, please. So I'm ready to take all of you."