He reaches his hands up and rests them lightly on Alecto's chest, sliding them down along his sides firmly, to avoid tickling him, exploring the expanse of pale, smooth skin before hooking his fingers in his undergarments and tugging them off his long legs.

"Oh -" he gasps, a little bit in awe at having Alecto bared for his gaze. He shifts up, hands fluttering gently up along his thighs to curve with gentle pressure against his hips, holding him down and still before pressing a series of gentle kisses against his chest and stomach, working steadily downwards.

"You're beautiful," he murmurs, breath warm against moonlit skin.