It might've been something of an inevitability- but it was a good sort, something that he only wanted to encourage more of. He edges into nips and bites, Ryan's mouth warm and slightly damp against his skin, the pressure itself a slight surprise, but a welcome one. A moan chokes in his throat as he takes a sharper breath, arching automatically against that rubbing, then deliberately adding to it, after a moment's thought.

It takes a moment more to focus enough for words, to remember to take another breath. "Why not?" he says, interrupting himself with a very firm kiss, hands moving to either side of Ryan's face, in a comparatively gentler gesture. It's only reluctantly that Henry pauses enough to add, mumbled against his lips, "...guess I've been sort of curious."