That terrible, plaintive 'no' tore at Henry's heart and he backed away immediately, horrified. Oh god, Iestyn wasn't aroused, he was freaking out and Henry hadn't noticed.
"Shit! Shit! Hey," Henry moved back up onto the bed, and he reached out to cup Iestyn's face, "hey, it's okay. It's okay, I'm sorry! Iestyn, it's okay. Breathe, love. Just breathe."