Iestyn's skin was flushed and the sounds be made were needy and Henry hadn't even touched his dick yet. He loved this yearning, keening version of Iestyn. It was sexy.
He gasped too, when Iestyn's thigh granting him friction. He rubbed himself up against his boyfriend harder, his grip on Iestyn's ass tightening.
And god, he really fucking wanted to swallow Iestyn's length. He wanted to feel Iestyn's dick hit against the back of his throat. Just the thought of it made him groan against Iestyn's skin, but he wasn't sure if his boyfriend would be okay with it. So he asked. "Hand or mouth?" as he trailed kisses on downwards, towards Iestyn's hips.