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Summary:

“I don't see why we can't celebrate this amazing holiday. I mean, you suck my dick like a fuckin’ pro so I think it's only fi—”

“Christ, Alex,” Henry says exasperatedly, a smile on his face before kneeling right in front of Alex. In their kitchen, where Henry is now fumbling for Alex's boxers to pull down to his ankles.

“Oh,” Alex grins. “So we are celebrating—fuck!” He cuts himself off when Henry takes Alex's half-hard cock into his warm mouth, in between those plush fucking lips that Alex is fucking obsessed with.

“I should've known this would shut you up in an instant,” Henry whispers as he pulls back, smiling fondly.

 

— Or, Alex sees that it’s National Suck Dick Day and convinces Henry that it’s only fitting that they celebrate it.

Notes:

This fic is based on Emma's tweet!!

And thank you to my dear friend Cally for encouraging me to push through with this <3

Title is from "Nonsense" by Sabrina Carpenter!

Not beta read because I wrote this in a hurry BUT hope y'all still like this one!! <3

(Also let's pretend it's still June 24th I RAN OUT OF TIME)

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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Alex sees it first on a normal Saturday. Finals week had just finished for both Political Science and Language and Literature, so he and Henry are taking it slow and chill while they wait for the new semester to come. Henry’s currently taking David on his morning walk, with Alex waking a little later than he intended.

He sees it while scrolling through his Facebook feed, waiting for the kettle to finish boiling water for his coffee and Henry’s tea.

 

National Suck Dick Day

This wonderful holiday falls on June 24th

 

This must be edited, Alex thinks, grinning as he pulls up Google to do some research.

“Fuck,” he laughs to himself when he gets his confirmation. Its actual date varies, but that doesn’t matter to Alex. He’s declaring it today in his and Henry’s calendar.

The kettle starts to whistle, signaling its completed task. He stands up quickly to turn it off. Glancing at the time on his phone, he has about ten minutes left before Henry and David get back, so he starts brewing Henry’s Earl Grey in his favorite mug. Meanwhile, an idea suddenly comes to mind as he opens his Instagram app.

 

agcd

[Photo: Screenshot of National Suck Dick Day,
with caption “cant wait to do some dick sucking later 💪🏻”]

 

Then, a couple of direct message notifications ping on his phone as he finishes making his cup of coffee.

 

cjunecd replied to your story

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IT'S TOO FUCKING EARLY FOR THIS

norathegreat1 replied to your story

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dayummm get that dick, ig????

bestofpezza replied to your story

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Enjoy, my beloved strumpets! Let
the dick-sucking commence! ✨

 

Alex laughs, typing out quick replies to their friends when another message comes in.

 

hnryfx replied to your story

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What in the bloody hell are you on about?

agcd

cmon baby dont act like u

dont want it 😏

hnryfx

What if I'm busy today?

agcd

literally doing NOTHING

plsplsplsplsplsplsplsplspls

hnryfx

Alex.

agcd

PLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLS

hnryfx

Open the door, you insufferable

menace.

 

Alex giggles, opening the front door, revealing a smiling yet unimpressed Henry, a paper bag in his free hand, and a leashed-up, panting David by his feet.

“Hey there, buddy,” he greets David first, bending down to release him from his leash and let him approach his water bowl to drink.

When he stands, he takes the paper bag from Henry's grip and pulls him in for a tender kiss. “Missed you, baby,” he mumbles against Henry's lips, which curve into an immediate smile.

“Missed you too.” Henry leans in for another peck, but Alex has other plans. He blindly drops the paper bag on the closest loveseat before pressing Henry up against the closed door, who lets out a small oof from the sudden action.

“What are you—” Alex cuts him off by kissing his lips a little more passionately, cupping his face and caressing his cheek with one hand and wrapping his free arm around Henry’s waist, pulling him closer. He grins when he feels Henry melt into the kiss and in his arms.

God, he's never gonna fucking get over the feeling of Henry's lips on his own. Everytime those plush lips touch literally any part of his body, it sets his entire system on fire. It's fucking euphoric.

Alex pushes his hips forward a bit, slightly pinning Henry's body to the door, making Henry gasp a bit. Alex takes it as a chance to lick into Henry's mouth and deepen the kiss.

Their tongues entangle and play with each other for another minute or two until the kiss slowly comes to a gentle stop, both of them pulling away then pressing their foreheads together.

“What was that for?” Henry grins, catching his breath. Alex also loves post-make out Henry, the signs of being swept away just by Alex's kisses.

“I just love you, baby.” Alex smiles, pecking Henry's lips one more time. He grabs the bag from the love seat and makes his way to the kitchen.  “I'd love to make you come undone just by making out with you, but I'm unfortunately really hungry, so…”

He laughs while listening to Henry sputter behind him while following him to the kitchen.


“Thanks for the breakfast, baby,” Alex says once they finish eating, wiping his mouth with some tissue. He grabs a few clean sheets and does the same to Henry.

“You have Bertha’s to thank for that. She makes the meanest waffles in town,” Henry deadpans with a betraying smile on his face. Alex thinks he’s fucking beautiful, he can’t help but place a kiss on those stupid lips.

“I don’t care. You still bought it. For me. Case closed, Your Honor,” he declares playfully while they both start cleaning up.

“I don’t think that’s how it works.” Henry chuckles.

“You know,” Alex starts. Henry hums as he refills David’s food bowl. “We could still celebrate that holiday.”

“What holi— oh. That holiday.”

“Yes,” Alex grins. “That holiday. Come on!”

Henry scoffs. “You really believe in that bull? It’s obviously made up by horny people who can’t keep their trousers to themselves—”

“A.k.a. us.”

“—as an excuse to su— What?!”

Alex cackles at Henry’s red face. “You know I’m right. Come on, baby! I know it’s made-up, but there’s no harm in celebrating!”

Henry shakes his head, chuckling in disbelief as he wipes the kitchen island counter clean. “You're insane.”

“Insane for you,” Alex replies reflexively, wrapping his arms around Henry tightly from behind. He smiles to himself at the sight of Henry's red cheeks.

“I don't see why we can't celebrate this amazing holiday. I mean, you suck my dick like a fuckin’ pro so I think it's only fi—”

“Christ, Alex,” Henry says exasperatedly, a smile on his face before kneeling right in front of Alex. In their kitchen, where Henry is now fumbling for Alex's boxers to pull down to his ankles.

“Oh,” Alex grins. “So we are celebrating—fuck!” He cuts himself off when Henry takes Alex's half-hard cock into his warm mouth, in between those plush fucking lips that Alex is fucking obsessed with.

“I should've known this would shut you up in an instant,” Henry whispers as he pulls back, smiling fondly. He looks up at Alex with those pretty eyes of his as his tongue leaves filthy licks all over Alex's now leaking cock.

Alex grits his teeth, sucking in a breath, his knees buckling as his body shudders and leans back clumsily against the fridge door. He blinks down at Henry a couple of times before talking. His voice is a lot raspier now.

“Less talking, more sucking, sweetheart. Think you can do that?”

He watches Henry’s pupils dilate and his mouth curve into a grin, and Alex relishes in his beauty for a few seconds before his perfect, perfect mouth stretches around the girth of his cock.

Alex is… big. Not the dramatic kind of big and long that can only be seen in porn, but he knows his dick is above average in size and in thickness.

Henry is the number one witness to that statement. He's been very vocal about it, even.

So to see his boyfriend wrap those pretty lips so easily, so willingly around his now fully-hard dick is a sight Alex will never tire of.

“Fuck, baby, aren't you a goddamn sight,” Alex groans, gently raking his fingers through Henry's hair.

Henry hums, moving his head lower, taking Alex in deeper. Thank God for his zero gag reflex.

“You take me so fucking deep, Hen,” Alex moans. “Bet there’s another hole that would like to take me this deep,” he finishes off with a smirk, just aiming to tease. He doesn’t expect Henry to moan around his cock and take him even deeper, this time creating small gagging sounds and even spilling a  bit of drool from his mouth.

Henry pulls back, not too far away, and he smothers his spit onto Alex’s dick while looking up at him, locking their eye contact. It brings out a choked-off moan deep from Alex’s chest.

“Hen, fuck—” Alex chokes, cutting himself off with a groan when Henry takes him in again, this time deeper and faster. “Shit, baby, I’m going to fucking come— wait, why did you stop?” he whines when Henry pulls away and stands up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Inside me. Want you to come inside me,” he breathes out, pushing his own pants and briefs off of himself. Alex steps out of his boxers and lifts Henry onto the counter, pulling him into a bruising kiss.

“Fuck, we don’t have any lube and condoms here in the kitch—”

“You and I both know we’re clean, just fucking get in me,” Henry groans, spreading his legs.

“Shit. Okay, okay. Hang on.” Alex bites his lip before kneeling in front of Henry, pulling him a bit closer.

“Think you can hold on a little longer for me, baby?” Henry moans low and deep when Alex gives Henry’s cock a long, hard lick from  base to tip. “I promise I’m gonna make you come. Just need to prep you real quick.”

“Hurry, please,” Henry cries out, but he leans back anyway, lifting his hips up a bit. It exposes his hole a bit.

Alex licks his lips before moving even lower, spreading Henry’s cheeks as much as he can from his angle. “Alex, what are you—” Alex spits on Henry’s hole, making Henry wail.

“Alex!” Henry’s chest heaves deeply as Alex eats him out, prodding his tongue in and out of Henry’s hole to open him up a bit.

When his hole is covered enough with spit, Alex pulls back, gives two of his fingers a lick before thrusting them inside of Henry. He moves his head slightly up to take Henry’s leaking cock into his mouth, tonguing at the slit. He groans at the taste of Henry’s pre-come and the tightness he’s feeling around his fingers.

Henry’s moans are getting more high-pitched, and it’s making Alex go feral. 

He gives Henry a couple more thrusts with his fingers and one last suck on his cock before he fully stops and stands. Before he gets back to business, he relishes in the wrecked sight in front of him.

Henry has his eyes closed, leaning on both of his elbows, and his whole body has turned a muted shade of red while his chest tries to catch up some air. His cock is still fully hard from not coming, and he’s coated with spit in between his thighs.

Even though Alex has no photographic memory, he’s sure he won’t ever forget this beauty.

“You’re so beautiful, baby,” he whispers while slowly pulling Henry back up to his sitting position earlier. “You still good?”

Henry wraps his arms and legs around Alex, nodding while still catching his breath. “You’ll be the death of me, you know that?”

Alex chuckles. “Likewise, baby.” He captures Henry’s lips in a slow but heated kiss, one hand lining his cock up Henry’s entrance.

Both of them take a deep breath as he pushes in, feeling warm and slick from Alex’s leaking and Henry’s spit-covered hole. “Jesus fuck,” Alex breathes, gritting his teeth while nuzzling his face in Henry’s neck, leaving soft kisses on it and on his shoulder.

“Alex, love, please. I need you to move,” Henry begs oh so softly, and Alex is a weak, weak man for Henry Fox.

Alex whimpers before snapping his hips forward once, as if to test Henry’s reaction at first. He repeats it a couple of times—slow, deep.

It’s Henry’s turn to whimper, then he calls out to Alex. “Alexander, my love,” he whispers, and Alex’s heart fucking stutters. He will never get tired of hearing that, either. “Fuck me, please.”

Alex takes another deep breath before facing Henry again, one hand gripping his lover’s hips tightly, the other on his nape. “Your wish is my command, Your Majesty. Hold on tight.” Biting his lip hard, he starts fucking Henry.

He fucks him like how he knows Henry wants him to—hard and deep, with a steady fast pace.

“That’s it,” Henry moans. “That’s it, love. So good—” He cries out, and fuck if that praise doesn’t go straight to Alex’s hazy brain and make him thrust deeper.

He kisses Henry like he’s fucking thirsty for it, and sooner than later, he feels his legs start to shake.

“Baby… Sweetheart… Gon’ come,” he babbles nonsensically, his brain now a muddle of Henry Henry Henry.

“Come with me, Alex,” Henry whispers in his ear, biting and sucking on his earlobe, making Alex whine. “Come inside me, love. Fill me up—”

“Fuck! Henry!” Alex moans out loud while jerking Henry off dirty and fast, then doing one last thrust deep inside Henry, coming harder than he expects. He also feels Henry’s cock pulsing in his hand, covering it with his come.

They both take about a minute and a half to calm down, both catching their breaths. Alex realizes he’s still inside of Henry, and he makes a move to pull out, but Henry tightens his hug around his neck to keep him still.

“Just a little longer, please,” Henry whispers. “I fear you’ve drained all my energy to stand and move.”

Alex chuckles breathily. “I’m not hurting you, baby?” He kisses Henry’s cheek gently, who simply shakes his head no.

Alex spends the next minute leaving soft, gentle kisses everywhere on Henry’s skin, whatever part his lips can touch. Then, he trails his kisses up to Henry’s ear, tracing his earlobe with his upper lip teasingly, before whispering, “Happy National Suck Dick Day.”

He bursts out laughing when Henry groans and playfully attempts to push him away. “I told you you suck dick like a pro—”

“Alex, I swear to God—”

“I knew this day was meant for us—”

“Get the hell off of me, you bastard,” Henry giggles when Alex peppers and tickles his neck with kisses.

When Henry “punishes” Alex by making him clean up their mess in the kitchen later on, he does it with the biggest smile on his face, knowing they’ve made a new core memory together that only they and this beautiful apartment will ever know about.

Notes:

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