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When Henry begins packing for his move to Brooklyn, Alex flies to London to help.
Alex knows this is a big step for Henry, and while he knows there are plenty of people in Kensington to help Henry, he wanted to be there with Henry, there for Henry, and he didn’t waste any time in getting on the soonest flight.
After a round of reunion sex (they had been apart for two weeks, but if you ask them, it felt like two months), Henry introduced Alex to the two piles he had assembled: to be taken to Brooklyn, and to be kept at the palace.
Alex noticed that a lot of Henry’s clothes were in the palace pile, and Henry explained he was looking to change up his wardrobe, and wanted to explore other styles for himself, ones that would feel more like him .
And to that, Alex kissed him.
They’re back in Henry’s room after having breakfast with Henry’s family, and Alex has taken the task of boxing up Henry’s books.
He smiles when he notices a copy of Pride & Prejudice , and as he takes it in hand, he can tell how many times Henry has read it.
Alex opts to sit criss-cross on the floor as he continues packing the box. He’s placing a copy of Emma down when a voice speaks from the doorway.
“Working so diligently, I see.”
Alex looks over his shoulder to see Henry leaning in the open doorway, arms crossed over his chest, a fond expression on his face.
“Is that your professional opinion?”
“I do have one comment,” Henry scrunches his nose, stepping into the room.
“What’s that?” Alex asks, watching Henry close and lock the door.
“I can’t help but wonder if this top you’re wearing is maybe restricting your movement. Perhaps you’d work more efficiently without it in the way.”
As Henry gets closer, Alex sees a spark of suggestion in his eyes, growing with each step he takes.
“Hm,” Alex purses his lips.
Henry lowers himself in front of Alex, balancing himself on his knees. “For timeliness, of course,” He whispers.
“Oh, of course,” Alex nods, following as Henry’s eyes roam down his body and then up again to meet his eyes, the tension in the air palpable. “Who am I to refuse that logic?”
And slowly, Alex drags his t-shirt up, exposing his skin little by little, watching as the fire builds in Henry’s eyes.
“How’s this?” Alex asks once he drops the shirt next to him.
Henry takes a beat, assessing. “Very acceptable,” Henry decides, moving to straddle Alex.
Alex responds right away, untangling and extending his legs for Henry to settle in his lap. He grabs onto Henry’s waist as Henry takes off his own t-shirt, discarding it with Alex’s.
“And I think,” Henry whispers, “you earned yourself a break.”
“And how do you suggest this break should be spent?” Alex asks, licking his lips. He doesn’t miss the way Henry follows the gesture.
“I have a few ideas,” Henry reassures, leaning in against Alex’s neck. “But we have to be extra quiet.”
Henry’s warm breath colliding with his skin makes Alex shiver, tightening his hold on Henry’s sides. He nods.
He sighs as Henry starts brushing soft kisses all over his neck, tilting his head to grant Henry more access. He feels as Henry’s hand makes its way into his curls, his fingers gently pulling the strands.
Alex’s cock stirs in the confines of his boxers, his eyes slipping shut as he relishes in the sensation of Henry’s plush lips on him.
Alex opens his eyes when Henry pulls back, a question written in his brown irises. He gets his answer a moment later as Henry slowly pushes him backwards until he’s lying flat against a luxurious rug.
“Enjoying the view?” Alex asks and pulls a hand back from Henry’s waist, his arm going backward and cushioning his head on his palm, his abs tightening. He smirks when Henry’s eyes fixate on his torso.
“You are absolutely magnificent,” Henry admires, a finger going to trace the edges of said abs, sculpting the defined muscle.
“I can also show you something else that’s magnificent,” Alex wiggles his eyebrows, smirk widening.
Henry rolls his eyes, then his hips for good measure.
Alex’s breath hitches as Henry offers some much-needed friction for Alex’s rapidly hardening cock, and it’s Henry’s turn to smirk.
“You are going to lie here,” Henry starts, “while I tell you exactly what I think about every magnificent part of your body. I’m going to take you apart with my mouth and fingers until you’re a withering mess under me. And then…”
Alex gulps, eyes glued on Henry as the other man leans back in.
“And then I’m going to ride your magnificent cock until you’re begging for release,” Henry whispers hotly in Alex’s ear.
A deep moan attempts to escape from the depths of Alex’s throat, and he has to bite down on his lip to stifle it and keep quiet.
“Can I take these off?” Henry asks, hooking his fingers into the bands of Alex’s shorts and boxers.
Alex nods. “Yes.”
Henry moves off Alex to pull the garments down and off Alex’s legs, returning to settle down on Alex’s thick thighs.
Henry leans back down so he’s chest-to-chest with Alex, and goes back to kissing Alex’s neck, tracing between the beauty marks littered across his skin there with the tip of his tongue, a constellation of Alex .
Alex breathes out a content sigh, relishing in the sensation of Henry’s mouth on him.
“Yeah, baby,” Alex encourages after a particular brush of Henry’s tongue across the sensitive spot under Alex’s ear.
“Christ,” Henry says against Alex’s skin, “you taste heavenly.”
Alex pushes a hand into Henry’s hair, massaging his scalp.
“Hmm,” Henry hums with approval, slightly leaning into Alex’s hand.
Henry trails kisses along Alex’s shoulder until he reaches his bicep, bares his teeth and gives the big muscle a bite.
“Your arms should be fucking illegal,” Henry muses, running his tongue over a bulged vein. “You wearing anything other than a loose long sleeved top shouldn’t be allowed, for my own sanity.”
Alex chuckles. “Maybe I like driving you crazy.”
Alex is rewarded with another bite, followed by a swipe of Henry’s tongue, drawing out a low moan.
Henry’s hand finds its way to Alex’s other bicep, lightly tracing the skin with the tips of his finger, leaving goosebumps in their wake.
Those same fingers then move to Alex’s nipple, gently rubbing at the swollen nub. Alex exhales a Henry before the blond is taking its twin in his mouth, and begins slowly sucking.
The hand in Henry’s hair tightens, and Alex feels the wetness dripping on his stomach.
“ Oh ,” Alex yelps when Henry’s teeth graze the delicate skin, and he can’t help but arch up into the sensation.
Henry laps his tongue around the nipple a few times before popping off. “Good?”
“Fucking fantastic,” Alex pants.
“Wonderful, and we still have a few more areas to cover,” Henry replies while stroking Alex’s sides. He then slides a hand down Alex’s arm, and intertwines their fingers.
“And these magical, talented fingers of yours,” Henry praises, bringing Alex’s hand to his lips and kisses across his knuckles. “Always so good with them, aren’t you?”
Alex replies by gripping Henry’s hand harder.
Henry’s next target: Alex’s chest.
Henry lets go of Alex’s hand, which Alex immediately puts back on Henry’s waist, as Henry bends down and starts by peppering kisses across Alex’s pecs.
He gradually works his way to sucking at Alex’s skin, and Alex’s stomach twists with excitement at the bruises he knows will bloom under Henry’s lips.
Henry marking him as his will never fail to make Alex dizzy in the best way.
The blond then moves further down Alex’s body, and pauses.
Confused, Alex lifts his head off the rug to look at Henry. He meets Henry’s eyes a moment later, and his pupils are so wide the color has disappeared, and the amount of desire radiating from Henry’s eyes makes Alex grow even harder. He feels like he’s about to explode.
“God, look at you,” Henry worships. “So fucking beautiful.”
Alex groans, and still holding Henry’s eye contact, watches as he flicks out his tongue and licks his abs and all the dripped precum collected there.
“Fuck ,” Alex moans. “That’s so fucking hot . Fuck —”
Alex leaks more, and Henry drinks it all up.
He travels back up Alex’s body, and once they’re face-to-face, Alex wraps a hand around the back of Henry’s head and pulls him down, crashing their lips together in a desperate and hot kiss.
It’s messy, teeth clashing and tongues tangling, and tasting himself on Henry is absolutely intoxicating.
“Henry, please ,” Alex whispers against Henry’s mouth, both of them with equally kiss-swollen lips. “Need you.”
“I got you, darling, I got you,” Henry replies.
He gives Alex another kiss before getting up, and reaching for the nightstand drawer.
Alex misses Henry’s weight during the few seconds it takes Henry to grab the lube, and Alex is expecting him to resume his previous position when he returns, but Henry has something else in mind.
He drops the bottle next to Alex and goes to sit between his legs, nudging them open.
Alex goes along, intrigued.
Henry shimmies back a little, giving himself some more space to lean down and press kisses along Alex’s thigh, licking up from Alex’s knee up to his pelvis before giving the other thigh the same treatment. He then drops kisses all around Alex’s V line while his hands gently squeeze the muscular thighs, making Alex’s cock twitch in anticipation.
He’s so hard it’s almost painful, the head of his dick flushed bright red.
“Take these off,” Alex says, pulling at Henry’s boxers.
Less than a minute later, Henry is stark naked, too, and climbing back into Alex’s lap.
Alex grabs the lube and pops the lid open, Henry takes the bottle from him and squirts some onto Alex’s fingers.
Alex uses his clean hand to judge Henry closer, and in moving up Alex’s body, Henry’s hard cock glides against Alex’s, making them both in unison.
“Ready?” Alex asks around a heave.
“Yes,” Henry nods, his palms going to rest just above Alex’s collarbones.
Alex spreads some lube around Henry’s entrance and gently pushes one finger inside Henry, meeting almost no resistance.
“Fuck,” Alex breathes. “You’re still a little loose from last night.”
After he’s sure the muscle is completely relaxed, Alex adds a second finger, pumping them in and out of Henry.
Alex watches as Henry throws his head back in pleasure when he brushes against his prostate, hands tightening their hold on Alex’s shoulder.
“ Alex ,” Henry moans. “More.”
Alex continues fingering Henry, nailing his prostate over and over, gazing in awe as the precum dribbles down Henry’s cock.
He adds a third, and bites down on his lip when Henry starts fucking himself on his fingers.
“I’m ready,” Henry declares. “I’m ready.”
Alex removes his fingers as Henry reaches for the lube again, squeezing a generous amount then taking Alex in hand, thoroughly coating his dick.
Alex draws in air deeply through his nose, willing himself to stay still while Henry lines up with Alex’s cock, and slowly starts to sink down.
Alex breathes out steadily, hands holding onto Henry’s hips so tightly he may leave bruises behind.
He groans once he’s fully inside Henry, and it feels heavenly, filling up the man he loves to the hilt.
Henry shivers above him, taking a moment to adjust. He pulls off halfway before slamming back down, and they both have to suppress their moans.
Henry falls into a rhythm, riding Alex so good. He slightly changes angles, and Alex can feel the way Henry’s prostate is stimulated with each thrust as Henry trembles above him.
“So good for me, baby,” Alex hums. “So fucking good.”
“Always for you,” Henry pants, his bottom lip red from being bitten so much.
Alex feels Henry’s muscles flexing under his touch, and begins caressing the skin.
Soon after, the heat starts to tighten in Alex’s gut, and he knows he won’t last much longer.
“ Henry ,” Alex groans. “I’m getting close.”
Henry picks up his pace, his oozing cock slapping obscenely against Alex’s stomach.
Alex wraps a hand around Henry, matching his strokes with Henry’s movements.
He notices as Henry’s breath becomes more strained, and his rhythm begins to falter a little.
“Want you to fill me up,” Henry whispers, and that’s all it takes to drive Alex over the edge.
He arches his back as he comes so hard inside Henry he sees stars.
Henry keeps riding him through his orgasm, not slowing down.
As soon as Alex’s quivers subside, he continues jerking Henry off, twisting his fist with each stroke.
“ A—Alex ,” Henry’s breath hitches, fingernails digging into Alex’s shoulders.
“Yeah, baby,” Alex purrs. “Come for me.”
One, two, three more strokes and Henry’s shuddering above Alex, ropes of white spurting out of his cock and landing on Alex’s stomach, Henry’s head thrown back in ecstasy with a soft laugh on his lips.
Henry pulls his hands back from Alex’s shoulders and rests them against his chest, leaning forward as he catches his breath.
“Fuck,” Alex sighs, satisfied.
“I know.”
“I should pack your books more often,” Alex chuckles.
“Maybe you should,” Henry agrees.
He leans down to claim Alex’s lips in a soft, sweet kiss. Alex responds instantly, a hand going to cup Henry’s face.
When they separate, Alex gazes into Henry’s eyes, and the amount of love he sees in Henry’s eyes, and the love he radiates back leaves him breathless.
“I love you so fucking much,” Alex proclaims, caressing Henry’s cheek.
“I love you so bloody much,” Henry replies, leaning into Alex’s palm.
Before they can do anything else, they hear a distant voice down the hallway, getting louder with each second. Eventually the voice passes, disappearing down the other end of the hall.
Alex and Henry share a look and burst into giggles.
“Come on,” Henry says. “We should get cleaned up.”
“Round two?” Alex smirks.
Henry playfully rolls his eyes, poking and then tickling Alex’s side.
Alex squirms, and kisses Henry back when he leans down.
And God, Alex is so in love his heart is about to burst.
He can’t wait for this new chapter with Henry, Henry is already lighter, and it’s one of the most beautiful things Alex has ever seen.
He vows to make sure that Henry’s light never goes out.