Alex stays with this for a few minutes, because he enjoys kissing Neil and the sounds he makes. Because he loves him, and loves him against him. His hand moves languidly, not for any climax, but just an intimate petting of another sort.

This continues, before it breaks, and Alex leans his head against Neil's, breathing uneven. His hand stays where it is, holding on. "...I'm sure," he murmurs. "You fit with me."