[Did they ever expect to find themselves wound up in each other like this? Likely not. Henry willingly kneeling for Alec, taking commands with minimal pushback and eager to take him into his mouth is really just par the course at this point.
He’s decided he loves Alec saying such uniquely vulgar things, but he won’t make him ask again. He wonders if it should be so simple, if he can just keep him held in the warmth of his palm, lean in close, and press a warm, lingering kiss on the head of his cock—
He wets his lips at the thought, and then does exactly that.]
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He’s decided he loves Alec saying such uniquely vulgar things, but he won’t make him ask again. He wonders if it should be so simple, if he can just keep him held in the warmth of his palm, lean in close, and press a warm, lingering kiss on the head of his cock—
He wets his lips at the thought, and then does exactly that.]