"Oral would be..." Neil's entire self is aflame at the moment, for reasons all too shocking and obvious for his brain to conceive. Even as that very brain starts to imagine all the illicit acts they would commit in the name of cocks in mouths, causing him to again smother his face with his one free hand. "...something to try."

Something to add to the list spewing out of Alex's mouth. The rush of words has Neil glancing up to stare outright at the other's face, absorbing the description, the want of connection in heart and in body, and the overall distress of a forced reveal. At its conclusion, he blinks.

"I really am that to you?" he asks, eyes only for the older man, face perpetually stuck on red. "I actually get you off? You usually seem so in control that it's hard to gauge. Calm, I guess? Much calmer than I am, that's for sure."