Sterling was entirely caught off guard by the way Henry's arms so immediately embraced him, pulling his figure exactly where the man wanted him. He hardly complained, however, instead meeting that kiss in the same ardent fashion in which Henry had so pressed his lips against his. That moment, however, was entirely fleeting as Henry pulled away, his lips once again moving down that same trail from his neck before moving even lower still. He could hardly deny the effect that those kisses had upon the more sensitive areas of his body, so arousing him in ways he hadn't anticipated. After all, though his evenings spent with Henry were often passionate, their foreplay was hardly as intense as what was occurring now. His breath caught in his throat at the flick of Henry's tongue against his skin before his adventure slowly continued downwards down his stomach and ever so closer towards the parts of his body that nearly ached for Henry's attention. It was all too likely that Sterling had started something he found himself unable to stop. A soft moan of want left his lips as, instead of continuing his downward path, Henry's lips merely grazed along the edge of his pajama pants, effectively teasing the boy in ways he hadn't anticipated.

He was fully aware of Henry's hand upon his leg, moving with the same slowness upwards, the man entirely content to simply squirm beneath his lover, as if so silently informing Henry of his want for his attention might be enough to cause either that hand to continue upwards or his mouth to continue downwards, which ever so crossed his lover's fancy. His bright blue eyes quickly shifted to his boyfriend as Henry pulled away from him, his breath certainly coming quicker now as Henry's voice so idly commented on simply ending things there. His eyebrows furrowed, momentarily considering it. He knew going any further then this would prove difficult to come back from - for both of them, and yet, that want was utterly undeniable. "No." He uttered quite quickly after, reaching up to pull Henry back against him. "Don't stop." His voice was entirely breathy as his bright blue eyes so stared at his lover, "Please, Henry." Sterling voice held a hint of a desperate whine to it, so willing to simply beg his lover to finish what he'd started if it was so necessary. In that singular moment, all of his morals and restraint had gone entirely to hell.

STERLING TENEMBRAGE