How he's survived without touching Henry is beyond himself. How he hasn't had this taste of him, the need to have him close, and he is forgetting the things they talked about as well in that moment. Eventually he'll remember but right now, he needs this. Just to have him close.

"God yes," he groans. "I've missed you. I need you, Henry. Fuck. How can I even control myself?"

And it's true. He's not sure how he can, not with how good the other man feels and tastes.