The way that Henry reacted for him guaranteed that Alex was not even a little remorseful for his lack of innocent intent. His hand continued stroking at Henry's -- frankly absurdly generous -- cock. This was fine. A pause in the cleaning up for a little bit of filth, and then he can finish making sure his prince is taken care of.

He laughed, scraping his teeth along the side of Henry's neck. "Oh well... guess you've got my number, baby. Can't hide from you."

That was fine with Alex. He liked it, how Henry understood him so well.