With pupils blown wide and his mouth perpetually caught halfway between a smirk and a smile of amazement, Michael seemed simultaneously lustful and reverent. Dominating at one moment, effortlessly arranging Alex into whatever position he desired, and worshipful the next, touching Alex as though he a most precious masterpiece to be treasured and protected. He seamlessly flowed from one to the other with the same smooth poise as always, though it seemed so much more open than ever before.