Julien could only make sound in response to Alfie saying his name; he usually hated hearing it, but right then Alfie could have called him anything, as dirty or absurd as he wanted and Julien would have just carried on as he was, eyes closed, his body held up only by the door behind him, waiting for more of a touch that didn't come.
He looked down to see why and his breath caught as he watched Alfie undo his trousers.