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Henry moves up to the pillows, nuzzling his face into the hollow of Alex's throat. Alex makes a vague noise of approval, and his arms fumble around Henry's waist, but he's helpless to do much else. He's sure he used to know quite a lot of words, in more than one language, in fact, but he can't seem to recall any of them.

"Hmm," Henry hums, the tip of his nose catching on Alex's. "If I had known this was all it took to shut you up, I'd have done it ages ago."