Henry melted and he grinned widely at Iestyn, "I love you too," he said, before pulling Iestyn's shirt over his head. As soon as it was gone, his lips were back on Iestyn's skin. He flicked his tongue across Iestyn's nipple and then he kissed downwards, pulling at Iestyn's waistband. It meant he was going to lose his touches, but he would get them back. His fingers ducked into Iestyn's trunks and he brushed them lightly against Iestyn's cock. He watched his husband's face, waiting to see the way he reacted.