Lying on top of Riley, Henry slowly reaches for the fold covering his eyes, slipping it away with a careful movement as though removing it is just as intimate as anything else they had just shared.
Riley blinks at the sudden light, his vision adjusting until at last his gaze finds Henry's above him.
Their eyes meet and hold, both unwilling to look away at first, but the intensity makes Riley's face to flood with heat, the blush spreading until the tips of his ears are red, and he turns his head aside, unable to withstand the weight of Henry's stare.
But Henry doesn't let him look away, he catches Riley's chin, tilting his face back until Riley is forced to meet his eyes again.
Riley becomes sharply aware of something else. He can feel Henry's cock pressed hard and hot against his thigh, the throbbing heat of it impossible to ignore. Every pulse of it against his skin sends restless shivers through him, his body tensing with the urge to react.
