Julien tilted his head back against the sofa, trying to get his breath and slowly moving his hand a little closer to the edge of Alfie's waistband each time, until Alfie's hand came down and neatly halved his concentration.
He was suddenly very aware of their bodies, Alfie's hand, his own, and what was happening between them, but he didn't want to stop. "Please..." he whispered in the darkness.