Iestyn pressed himself up against Henry's chest, his arms wrapped around his sides as they kissed. This was exactly what he needed, and clearly Henry got the message too. He glimpsed the laptop on the table and figured Henry probably needed a break from all that thinking anyway.
Henry was a little taller than him, and he had to lean up slightly to kiss him like this. But it was nice, it was good to make out so hungrily, with clear intention of where things were going to go.