Alex realized it though. Oh did Alex realize it. His eyebrows lifted slowly as he looked at Henry and informed him, with full and complete sincerity. "There is absolutely cake, and plowing into it is exactly what I plan on doing."

That ass, Henry, was a cake of all cakes, putting even the most lavish and expensive of other cakes to shame. His smile turned wicked then, the sort of expression he'd been told was rakishly charming, the sort he wore that got him both into and out of trouble.

Opening the bottle, he poured a generous amount into his hand, working it over his fingers. He rose up on his knees, shifting closer, between Henry's legs, urging the prince to spread them wider for him.