Alex was not in the business of falling head over heels for every pretty face that crossed his path. Hell, not even every pretty face that he happened to have the chance to kiss. Not even close. But Henry. Fucking Henry, Prince of England, His Royal Highly Infuriatingness. He'd kissed him and the world's entire axis shifted, and here he was so overcome by hearing those words, that earnest, romantic words, and there aw sno defense for that.
If Henry hadn't already captured his heart, he had it in this moment, irrevocably. Alex was handing over a vulnerability that he'd never really allowed to anyone else, and it was entirely out of his hands.
Alex turned his head, enough so that he could nuzzle against Henry's cheekbone. "I want you too, baby. No more waiting."
He slipped his fingers free, sparing a moment to coat his own throbbing cock. He settled between those legs, fingers running up a thigh and catching beneath the back of his knee to urge the prince's hips up and back, to open for him. He positioned himself at that tight hole, looking up at Henry as he tipped forward to loom over him, to hold that gaze as he oh so painstakingly slowly began to press himself inside.
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If Henry hadn't already captured his heart, he had it in this moment, irrevocably. Alex was handing over a vulnerability that he'd never really allowed to anyone else, and it was entirely out of his hands.
Alex turned his head, enough so that he could nuzzle against Henry's cheekbone. "I want you too, baby. No more waiting."
He slipped his fingers free, sparing a moment to coat his own throbbing cock. He settled between those legs, fingers running up a thigh and catching beneath the back of his knee to urge the prince's hips up and back, to open for him. He positioned himself at that tight hole, looking up at Henry as he tipped forward to loom over him, to hold that gaze as he oh so painstakingly slowly began to press himself inside.