Henry leaned into the kissing hungrily, his hips meeting Iestyn's as he thrusted. He groaned loudly into Iestyn's mouth as pressure built in his belly. He hissed and reached out to wrap his hand around himself again, stroking himself in time to the thrusts. "Fuck!" he hissed through gritted teeth. "Iestyn, Iestyn, fuck, it's so good."