A soft whimper spilled into Henry's mouth. That jolt that came from their hips pressing close even for a moment was intense. Tangling tongues, he scooted his hips forward so he could give a rock of his own hips in return. It caused a soft moan to fall out of him and he gave another experimental rock after that. It felt too good not to. Especially when he was easily feeling how well their bodies just seemed to slot together. Like it was meant to be somehow.

Okay, maybe it wasn't destiny. But he was too romantic a soul to not want it to be.