Julien keened and whimpered, the sounds he was making small and bitten off by lust and pleasure and love. He whined softly when Alfie reached down to curl a well loved hand around him, his body played in his lover's hands.
"I'm too close, I'm going, you're going to make me-" he warned, not wanting to say it in case he made it so, not wanting to get there without Alfie.