With a gasp, Iestyn looked up at Henry, teeth gritted as Henry held onto him. "You do see me," he breathed, arousal building in his groin. He kept his eyes on Henry's, his breathing quickening with each thrust and each stroke of Henry's hand, until he was gasping and shuddering in pleasure. Oh god, this was what it was, to have Henry so close again. It was so good, so good...