He lifts his head to watch as as Hythlodaeus moves lower, wanting to see it as his mouth explores his body as watching is half the fun. Regretfully he cannot keep it up though in this position so settles for laying his head back on the bed, letting his eyes close as he lets himself relax and simply appreciate it.

Soft sounds escape his lips at parts where his skin is more sensitive or the nip is that little bit sharper, as his hand fondly strokes his friend's back, its position rising as the body above him lowers until said hand settles on Hythlodaeus' shoulder. Of course the desire is still there alongside the growing wish to have the man he loves just fuck him into next week, but that doesn't mean he cannot appreciate this gesture also, which he does. Honestly he is reveling in the attention and affection shown to him and is quite happy for it to continue, a feeling that mingles with his own affections and passes via the synchrony of his own touch.

"To think, we have the whole night here. Alone, uninterrupted.." Not that they are exactly subtle within their own home but it is a different, freeing feeling to know that nobody is going to walk into the room or knock on the door at a moment's notice.