As if Alex were any different, as if it hadn't been people talking about hitting on Henry that had Alex getting cranky enough to actually hit on him first. And now here they were, with Henry on his knees in front of him, those obscenely pretty lips wrapped around his prick. How was he supposed to survive this without his mind shattering into tiny pieces, beyond all hope of being reassembled.

His head fell back against the wall with a soft groan, but even then he leaned forward enough to watch, not wanting to miss a moment of any of this. The prince's tongue was clearly talented, but it was more that it was Henry that made this feel so fucking surreally good. He'd had his dick sucked before, but this was...

This was different, and if he thought about it too much, he'd drive himself into a panic over it. Better not to think. Better to just feel and god it felt so, so good.

"That feels good baby..." He tried to keep his hips still, and failed.