Sterling was well aware of just how long he'd so asked his lover to wait for him - to be okay with accepting a relationship without this. And yet, he found himself unable to linger anylonger, wholly desiring not only that physical affection but also the intimacy that their relationship had once fed off of as a result from such nights spent between Henry's bedsheets. After all, his efforts to show Henry that there was more to this, to them, than just sex had somehow proved effective. Nevertheless, a soft chuckle left his lips at his boyfriend's words though truly Sterling certainly wasn't one to complain of this passion within his lover. Rather, he fully intended to take advantage of it, his body falling upon the bed as, but moments later, the warlock fell under the sway of that pleasure Henry so subjected him to with the flick of his tongue against that sensitive skin. His breath had quite quickly began to lose that steadiness, instead afflicted with those gasps and moans at that steady stroking Henry subjected him to. Dear God, how he had missed this! How he needed this. It wasn't terribly long before Sterling found himself edging ever closer towards that feeling of satisfaction, the man found himself nearly unable to resist that pleasure that so filled his system and yet - it was a finish Sterling was entirely denied. A groan of discontent left his lips as Henry pulled away from him, his lips instead moving up his figure and yet, there was little hiding just how much Sterling desired his companion.

Still, his lips all too eagerly met Henry's own, the man's hands reaching up to assist his companion in removing that shirt, undoing the buttons on the bottom half till his hands met Henry's own. Sterling's fingers moved down that naked flesh of Henry's chest, relishing within that feeling even if his body ached to have his companion. The boy hardly hesitated when, but mere moments later, Henry's touch encouraged him to roll over. He felt his lover's lips once again trace that trail down his flesh, the man glancing over his shoulder until Henry's features moved out of his field of vision. He was well aware of those moments in which the man paused from those soft kisses, instead settling only to position himself for what both knew what would come next. It had been so long since Sterling had been taken in such a fashion as this and yet, there was no denying the man was wholly excited for it, in more ways than one. He felt his lover press against him before easing himself inside of him, that simple motion caused a moan to leave his lips, that sound so mixing with Henry's own in that moment.

A soft grunt left his lips as he repositioned ever so slightly whilst his lover so paused and yet, it was hardly long before Henry set the pace, his own hips moving eagerly to match it. Even so, Sterling was hardly prepared for the fashion in which his hand reached around to grip him once again, that simple action so caused yet another moan to leave his lips. "Oh god..." He muttered, his voice entirely breathless in that moment. Throughout the night, Sterling found himself often lingering upon the edge of that climax and yet, he refused to find that finish without Henry. He was oblivious to the heat that radiated from the man's body, instead simply assuming it was but a reaction to their current activities, his own chest had a slight sheen of sweat to it. In fact, it wasn't until that cry that Sterling realized something was wrong, his head turning to glance over his shoulder and yet, in that moment, Henry felt wrong. "Henry?" He inquired, his eyes quickly widening as that shift so began to take over the man. Quickly, he pulled his lover out of him, scooting away ever so slightly and yet, he was still resting upon the bed as that skin was replaced by fur. The boy had risen to his elbows as he laid beside his companion, far too overwhelmed with shock to move much further. Dear Lord. How the hell could he have forgotten?!

STERLING TENEMBRAGE