Once the Earl is in his arms, he drapes his own around the teen, cradling him close.A long, deep sigh escapes him as he relaxes into the hold, loving this moment and everything about it. One hand trails up after a few moments, fingers working through Astre's thick hair to rub and scritch affectionately, slowly.

It was several moments before he spoke again, his tone lowered. "And what if I wanted you? What if I wanted to make you feel wonderful?"