[ It always happens, teeth and nails getting involved the moment they start stripping away each other's clothes. Like they don't know any other way to be. This time it takes a little longer than usual, with Alec laying back to let Henry spoil him as he pleases, but even then it seems they were just delaying the inevitable.
He doesn't mind. He hardly does, when the sting of pain sits so sweetly alongside the rush of pleasure.
By the end, they're both spent and breathing hard, a sheen of sweat cooling on abused skin. Alec has since ducked into the washroom for a rag to clean off both himself and Henry, and now he's back to sprawling bonelessly in the bed. ]
Hm?
[ A glance over at Henry. Alec will never tire of seeing him like this, hair mussed and skin flush as he lazes about in the afterglow. Fuck. He's in so deep.
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He doesn't mind. He hardly does, when the sting of pain sits so sweetly alongside the rush of pleasure.
By the end, they're both spent and breathing hard, a sheen of sweat cooling on abused skin. Alec has since ducked into the washroom for a rag to clean off both himself and Henry, and now he's back to sprawling bonelessly in the bed. ]
Hm?
[ A glance over at Henry. Alec will never tire of seeing him like this, hair mussed and skin flush as he lazes about in the afterglow. Fuck. He's in so deep.
... Right, the radio. ]
You sure did.