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Alex and Henry have been in desperate need of a vacation.
It has been less than a month since Alex moved into the brownstone with Henry, and between the unpacking, the relentless weight of law cases Alex has been working on, and Henry’s time divided between the youth shelter and his writing, they’ve both felt like they’re barely keeping their heads above water, the waves crashing over and over and threatening to take them under.
It was a Sunday morning when Alex made the suggestion.
Henry had walked into the living room, iPad tucked under his arm and a mug of steaming Earl Grey in his palm when Alex slammed his own laptop shut and without hesitation declared, we need a break and followed it up with proposing a trip to Rio.
And that’s how they found themselves walking into a beautiful, beachfront villa three weeks later.
Alex turns to look at his boyfriend, and his breath is taken away by Henry’s beauty. He follows as the sun rays hit Henry’s face just right, the freckles on his nose standing out like stars shimmering on a dark night. Henry removes his sunglasses, tucking them into the front of his white cotton linen shirt, which has the first couple of buttons undone, and exposes more of his skin.
Ever since their move to New York, Alex has watched as Henry had begun to find his own style, to find what he was most comfortable wearing, away from the pressures and regulations of the Palace, and what felt like him. And that had also included an ear piercing.
Henry moves his head to look at one of the paintings hanging on the wall, and the sunbeams catch on the simple hoop decorating his ear, the silver sparkling brightly. Alex smiles.
The villa has a private beach, Alex and Henry picked it out themselves. It was inspected and the security had swept the neighborhood prior to their arrival. Even though they’ve stepped out of the public eye, they are still two powerful figures.
The space has a very modern, minimal style, a lot of bright colors splattered around, and it radiates a very homey and warm vibe.
“This is nice,” Alex says, walking over to Henry and wrapping his arms around him from behind.
“Hmm,” Henry hums, leaning back into Alex’s chest. “It is, darling.”
“You know,” Alex starts. “I can see us having our own villa right here in Rio. And we could spend time every year with our families.” And our own family one day, with our kids . “To end up where it all started, together.”
Henry turns to face Alex, and their eyes meet. And the blue of Henry’s eyes, well, that’s an ocean Alex doesn’t mind drowning in.
“That’s beautiful,” Henry says, his voice filled with awe before brushing a soft kiss to Alex’s cheek.
Alex nuzzles his face against Henry’s neck, inhaling the scent that is all Henry , the scent that has become comfort for Alex, has become home.
Henry leans his head against Alex’s and sighs contently.
“We should get unpacked and take a dip,” Alex says a few minutes later. “We have a lot of de-stressing to do.”
Henry chuckles, nodding. “That we do.”
After unpacking and changing into swimsuits, Alex and Henry make their way to the backyard. Henry unfolds the blanket and spreads it out on the grass, dropping their towels on it.
After taking turns applying sunscreen for each other, and a few kisses later, Alex takes a few steps back from Henry, his back to the waves.
Holding their eye contact, Alex tucks his thumbs into the band of his swim shorts and slowly pushes them down. It hits the ground a moment later.
He smirks as he watches Henry gulp, his eyes trailing down then back up his body. He takes a few more steps back.
“You coming or what, baby?” Alex winks, then breaks into a jog towards the water.
When Alex looks over his shoulder as the waves crash against his legs, Henry is jogging towards him, and blissfully naked.
They’re out of the water an hour later, and sitting on the blanket. Alex is pushing his wet curls back and then leans in to kiss Henry.
He tastes HenryHenryHenry on his lips and it’s a flavor Alex is always starving for, a taste Alex will never get enough of.
“Hmm,” Alex says when they separate, satisfied.
“Hello,” Henry whispers into the small space between them.
“Hi,” Alex smiles.
They have a quick lunch of sandwiches with salad and chips on the side and for dessert, chocolate chip cookies Henry baked for them.
As the sun begins to set over the Rio horizon, Alex and Henry sit on the blanket wrapped in each other’s arms, watching the colors blend and fade together, casting a warm hue across the open sky, a mix of red and orange and yellow in breathtaking shades bursting from behind a number of clouds.
“It’s a beautiful view,” Alex says, his voice filled with awe.
“Yes, it is,” Henry agrees with just as much awe.
Alex turns to look at Henry only to realize that Henry wasn’t looking at the sunset, he was looking at him.
Alex feels his face heat up as a blush climbs his tanned cheeks, and he fondly rolls his eyes. “Sap.”
“Your sap,” Henry simply replies, a twinkle flickering in his eye.
“And don’t you forget it, baby.”
Alex expects a fun or witty retort, but instead watches as Henry takes his hand and brings it up to his lips, brushing the softest of kisses to Alex’s knuckles.
“Never,” Henry whispers, gazing into Alex’s brown irises.
And God, Alex is overcome with so much emotion and so much love, all the love he feels for Henry pounding through his entire being, and it’s almost overwhelming in the best way. He feels it in every inch of his body, and all he can do is surge forward to claim Henry’s lips, pouring everything into the kiss.
Without breaking the kiss, Henry climbs into Alex’s lap, their tongues dancing and moving together to a song they know by heart.
Henry’s hands find their way into Alex’s hair, and those long, lean fingers gently take hold of the curls there and tug.
Alex’s hands settle on Henry’s waist, and he bucks his hips up against Henry, deepening the kiss.
His cock stirs in his shorts in interest, his body heating up.
“Baby,” Alex breathes when they separate.
“Hmm?” Henry replies before going to nip at Alex’s earlobe.
“ Ah ,” Alex gasps. “We should take this to the bedroom.”
Henry takes the lobe of Alex’s ear between his teeth, giving it a light bite before pulling off. “Wonderful idea.”
They’re in the bedroom a few minutes later, their swimsuits in a pile on the floor and Henry gently pushing Alex back to lie on the mattress.
Henry straddles Alex, his strong thighs tightening on Alex’s sides. He leans down, and starts kissing along Alex’s neck.
Alex tilts his head backwards, granting Henry more skin to pepper with kisses and bruises here and there.
“Turn on your stomach for me, darling,,” Henry says, moving to the side to allow Alex to move easily.
Alex does, then he hears Henry rummage through the nightstand drawer but when he turns his head to look, Henry’s already pulling his hand back and Alex doesn’t see what’s in Henry’s hand.
Henry returns to straddling Alex, and Alex groans heavily when he feels Henry’s hard cock brush against his ass crack.
Henry leans down and plants kisses over the expanse of Alex’s tanned back, Alex humming in approval.
A few seconds later, Alex feels something he has never felt before, a new sensation against his back–And are those letters ?
“Henry, what…” Alex asks in surprise.
“God, look at you,” Henry worships, the tips of his fingers tracing along Alex’s back, his touch featherlight.
Henry reaches for the nightstand again, this time grabbing his phone and a few moments later, is placing it within Alex’s line of sight.
Heat rushes to Alex’s face at the photo on display.
In capital letters, MINE is written across the middle of Alex’s back in bright red lipstick.
“Henry…” Alex breathes.
“Yes, love?” Henry whispers, dropping kisses to Alex’s shoulder blades.
Alex finds himself speechless, his feelings too big to be expressed with words, because any words would fall utterly short at explaining his love for this man, his heart is going to combust with it all.
And being claimed by Henry this way, it’s making Alex’s insides dance, and there are countless butterflies moving to that rhythm. He wants to scream it from the rooftops over and over, until every single person in the world knows: he belongs to Henry.
And once everyone knows, he wants to scream it some more still.
Alex keeps staring at the photo, and it’s so hot, Alex feels like he’s on fire, sizzling with want and need .
The wet patch under him tingles his stomach, his throbbing cock leaking and leaking.
In one swift move, Alex turns them around, Henry still straddling him.
He looks Henry straight in the eyes and says, “Show me. I want you to come inside me.”
Alex watches Henry’s pupils dilate further, the blue almost disappearing completely and he’s grabbing the lube a moment later.
“Bend your knees for me, love,” Henry instructs as he squirts a generous amount of lube onto his fingers.
Alex does as he’s told, and holds his knees to his chest, exposing his entrance for Henry.
Henry spreads some of the lube around Alex’s hole, massaging in circles.
“You won’t be touching yourself at any moment,” Henry commands. “I’m going to make you come untouched.”
Alex gulps, his cock getting even harder.
“Ready?”
He nods. “Yeah–yes.”
Henry slowly pushes his index finger, breaching Alex, whose breath hitches and unconsciously goes tense.
“Easy, darling. Relax for me,” Henry soothes, a hand gently rubbing at Alex’s thigh.
Alex draws in a breath and exhales, willing his body to loosen up. “G–Go on.”
Henry draws back his finger and pushes back in, going a little deeper and meeting less resistance. He repeats the movement a few more times before he’s adding a second finger, and gently starts to scissor Alex’s hole.
Alex bites down on his lower lip hard, eyes rolling back in pleasure.
Then, Henry’s nudging at Alex’s prostate, and Alex arches his back off the mattress in response, sparks rushing through his nerves.
“ Henry ,” Alex whimpers. “More–please.”
Henry hits that sweet spot a few more times, eliciting moans from deep within Alex. He adds a third finger, pumping his digits in and out and it feels so good it has Alex chasing the sensation and he begins to fuck himself on Henry’s fingers.
“Need you–I’m ready,” Alex pants, hands going to grip at any part of Henry he can reach.
He immediately feels empty when Henry removes his fingers, whining at the loss. He watches as Henry lathers up his own dick with lube and lines it up with Alex’s entrance, their eyes meet and Alex nods in consent.
Henry slowly starts to push in, the head of his cock easily popping past the rim. He pauses when he feels a little resistance.
“Keep going,” Alex nods a few seconds later.
Henry does, until he bottoms out.
“ Christ ,” Henry heaves. “You feel divine.”
He doesn’t move yet, giving Alex time to adjust.
“Move, please .”
Henry doesn’t waste a single moment in pulling out halfway and pushing back in.
Alex throws his head back against the pillow, groaning.
It’s the first time Henry is inside Alex bare, without a barrier between them. And Alex feeling Henry this way, being filled to the brim by Henry this way, being practically one with Henry, it’s making his head spin in the best way. It’s already intoxicating, and Alex wants to keep drinking his fill, never wants it to run dry.
Henry pulls out nearly all the way and slams back in, their tangled moans filling the air around them.
“ More .”
Henry picks up his speed, adjusting his angle and hitting Alex’s prostate every time he sinks into him.
“ Fuck , right there, yes,” Alex moans. “Feels so good–you feel so fucking good.”
“You’re being so good for me,” Henry praises, his hips snapping in rhythm. “Taking me so well.”
Alex groans, more precum dripping onto his abs, his cock so hard it’s almost painful, the head swollen and bright red.
“You’re absolutely breathtaking,” Henry says, awestruck.
Alex knows he won’t last much longer, no matter how much he wants to.
“ Hen–Henry ,” Alex heaves. “Getting close– fuck .”
“Yeah,” Henry pants, quicken the rhythm.
Henry takes hold of Alex’s pelvis on each side as he drives into him over and over, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing off the walls.
“Yeah, yeah,” Alex trembles, the heat in his gut getting tighter and tighter and his thighs tensing, his hands going to fist at the bedsheet under him.
He feels Henry twitch inside him and that’s his undoing, sending him over the edge as fireworks explode behind his eyes and thick ropes of white shoot out of him, landing on his chest and even splashing against his chin.
Henry keeps thrusting into Alex, fucking the rest of his orgasm out of him.
One, two, three snaps and Henry stills, spilling inside Alex and buries his face in the side of his neck, a small laugh on his lips.
Alex groans, feeling Henry pulsating, his insides being coated hotly with Henry . He always wants to feel Henry there .
“Fuck,” Henry puffs against Alex’s skin.
“Tell me about it,” Alex replies, lifting a shaky arm and wrapping it around Henry’s sweaty back, both of them catching their breath together.
Alex doesn’t know how long they stay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, but Henry eventually pulls out, and once again, Alex immediately feels empty.
And just when Alex thinks the night can’t possibly get any more errotic, Henry proves him wrong by leaning down and flicking his tongue out, lapping at the mess decorating Alex’s chest.
“Henry, fuck ,” Alex moans.
“Hm,” Henry makes a show of licking his lips. “Delicious.”
Alex pulls Henry up and surges forward for a heated kiss, slipping his tongue into Henry’s mouth and deepening the kiss.
He tastes himself on Henry’s tongue, it’s so exhilarating it’s making his head spin and gut swirl with arousal.
“That,” Alex says when he pulls back for air, “was so hot,” he continues before diving back for more kisses.
Henry cups Alex’s face, kissing back just as passionately.
“Actually,” Alex corrects, his forehead to Henry’s, “tonight has been so fucking hot.”
Henry smirks, brushing his nose against Alex’s. “You were a very good boy for me.”
“Keep talking sexy to me, baby,” Alex wiggles his eyebrows.
*****
After a shared shower, and mutual hand jobs, Alex and Henry are back in bed, Henry cuddling at Alex’s side, pillowing his head on Alex’s chest.
Alex has an arm around Henry’s shoulder, tenderly caressing his skin there while Henry traces an endless curvy line against Alex’s stomach.
They’re watching a movie, but Alex can tell Henry’s head is somewhere else, he can sense him thinking.
“Baby,” Alex mumbles.
“Hm?”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“About what?”
“Whatever is twirling through that beautiful head of yours,” Alex replies, dropping a kiss to the top of Henry’s head.
“Ah,” Henry sighs. “Just thinking.”
Alex keeps stroking Henry’s shoulder silently, waiting.
“Thinking about our first meeting here, all those years ago,” Henry clarifies.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,” Henry swallows.
Wordlessly, Alex’s other hand connects with Henry’s and begins to rub the soft skin with his thumb, encouraging him.
“I never thought I’d have you like this. I actually never really allowed myself to believe I could have this with anyone, let alone with you. Beautiful, bright Alex. From the moment I saw you, I knew I was done for.”
Alex pulls Henry even closer into his arms.
“It’s always been you. You were my dream,” he continues. “A dream that seemed so far away, so out of reach, I could only see it when I closed my eyes. I could barely touch it, and I wouldn’t allow myself to linger when I did. Because all I got from that touch was pain, pain in the belief that it would always be just that, a dream. For years, I tried to push that dream further down, but with each article, photo, interview, clip of you I’d see, it would come fluttering to the top. And then you came back into my life, as fate would have it. And we’re back here now, and I’m awake, and I can touch you, and I don’t have to close my eyes to see our life together anymore,” Henry looks up at Alex and smiles, that smile that brightens Alex’s world. “I can see it as clear as day.”
“H, you always deserved a love so big and so grand, and it kills me that at some point you believed you couldn’t have that.”
“Well, you helped me believe I could. You fought for me , for us, and no one I shared a bed with had done that before. You are my grand love,” Henry tightens his hold on Alex’s hand.
“And you are mine. And I will spend every day reminding you of this love you deserve, for as long as you’ll have me,” Alex reciprocates, holding Henry’s eyes. “I am yours.”
Alex happily opens up to Henry when he moves to kiss him, and the kiss is soft and gentle, as familiar as their knowledge of each other, and yet feels brand new at the same time.
After they pull back, Henry holds Alex’s gaze as he proclaims, “I have been yours from the first moment our eyes met.”
It’s like they’ve come full circle, Alex thinks, from their first meeting to right this moment, he thinks back to every step that led them to here and now .
And it’s a path Alex wouldn’t deviate from if he were to walk again, he would do it all again, because it leads to this , leads to him holding the love of his life in his arms, feeling their hearts beating as one.
Rio helped Alex find where he truly belongs.
*****
The next morning, Alex opens up his Instagram and captures a photo of the sun shining above the waves.
He captions it, rio, in love .