The grind had him trembling again, his hands clinging to Henry as he rolled his hips to match the pace as best he could. One of his legs went to slide along the length of the one next to it, savoring the warmth of the skin there. Soon his hands were moving back up into curly hair as he whimpered between kisses. They were only doing this much and it already felt amazing. Panting softly, he gazed up at him and softly moaned the man's name for him.