Julien felt Alfie's hands slide down his back but kept his round Alfie's shoulders. He kissed and kissed and kissed again, and fuck his mother, she clearly hated him... so what if she didn't want him, he was sitting right now with someone who did and he didn't care if it was in secrecy, he was still wanted and fuck did he want back. He curled his fingers up into the ends of the back of Alfie's hair and petted there so gently, treasuring Alfie, his kisses losing some desperation and turning to something more like gratitude. "So glad you're here..." he murmured when he pulled away to let them get air.