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Alex isn't sure what to expect when Henry kisses his way down his body and unbuckles his belt, but then again, he hasn't been sure what to expect from Henry for a while now.
Henry is a prince, after all, sheltered and isolated in his palace, surrounded by bodyguards and ushered around by Shaan — or at least that's what Alex thought. But Henry isn't moving like someone who doesn't know what he's doing and when he sucks one of Alex's balls gently into his mouth, Alex inhales sharply.
"Fuck," Alex blurts out when Henry sucks on the other one, then slowly kisses his way up the shaft, adding just a bit of suction on the vein running along the underside.
Then Henry grips the base of his cock loosely and swirls his tongue firmly around the head of Alex's cock, just at the part where it curves towards the shaft, and Alex can't help bucking his hips upwards.
"Fuck, what the fuck was that? Oh my fucking god," Alex mutters, and he can feel Henry fucking laughing even as he swallows down as much of Alex's cock as he can, which is quite a lot of it.
Alex swears again, and it's honestly all the words his brain can manage because he's never had anyone deepthroat him before and never in a million years would he have expected Henry of all people to be the one doing it. It's... a lot. He can feel the head of his cock hitting the back of Henry's throat, and when Henry swallows, he can actually feel it constricting around his cock. It's not exactly like being inside a girl but it's hot and wet and tight, and he can feel Henry's tongue flexing around the weight of his shaft. Most of all there's the visuals — Henry's lips stretched around the girth of his cock, eyes fluttering shut when Alex jerks up involuntarily into his throat. Henry is pinning his hips down with one hand while the other hand plays with his balls and when he starts bobbing his head up and down, Alex already knows he's going to come embarrassingly fast because this is the best fucking blowjob he's ever gotten in his life.
"I'm gonna come," he gasps out in warning. But instead of pulling off, Henry just takes him impossibly deeper and sucks hard, and that's the last straw.
Alex claps a hand over his mouth to muffle his cry and comes so hard that the world goes fuzzy for a moment, but Henry swallows all of it down and keeps on sucking until Alex is squirming under his weight and gasping.
"Too much, it's too much, Henry," Alex pleads, and Henry finally takes mercy on him and relinquishes his spent cock with one last kiss on the tip.
Alex sinks into the couch cushions bonelessly, and lets his head fall back, trying to get his brain back online. He's dimly aware of the sound of a zipper, and when he lifts his head to look at Henry, he's just in time to see Henry ease his cock out of his pants.
Henry smiles at him, looking incredibly smug as he starts stroking himself. "I believe someone promised to do 'very bad things' to me, or was your idea of that to leave me hanging?"
"Fuck you," Alex replies almost reflexively, pushing himself up to a sitting position.
He crowds into Henry's space, one hand on his chest to push him down onto the couch. Henry's lips are swollen and red from sucking his cock and Alex can't resist leaning down to kiss him hard, nipping gently on Henry's plush lower lip and groaning when he realises that he can taste himself in Henry's mouth. He reaches between them and Henry lets out a soft grunt when Alex wraps his hand around his cock as well, both of them slowly jerking Henry off, but Alex wants to do more.
He's sort of hooked up with guys before — mostly just jerking off with them — but he wanted to go further tonight. The problem is, that he had been braced for the possibility of Henry completely ignoring him but not for the possibility of actually having Henry in his room, under him, with a hand resting lightly on his chest and his cock in Alex's hand. And while Alex will admit to fantasising about having Henry like this, the rest of the fantasy gets kind of vague after this part. He wants to watch Henry come apart because of him, but has no idea how to get there — and after that mind-blowing blowjob Henry just gave him, Alex is only just realising how completely out of his depth he is.
"Shouldn't have let you go first," Alex mutters, even as he determinedly shifts between Henry's legs.
"Alex, you don't have to—" Henry immediately protests.
"Yeah, but I want to. But I've never done this before, so I might suck."
The corner of Henry's mouth twitches with a small smile. "I believe that's the idea."
"Don't make me change my mind," Alex grumbles.
Henry obligingly makes more space for him and moves his hand away so that Alex can get a good look at his cock. It's pretty big, possibly bigger than Alex's although it might be that it feels that way because it's right in his face. Alex swallows hard and fits his hand around the base — he's been on the receiving end of enough blowjobs and watched enough porn to know what to do, theoretically. Then he takes a deep breath and goes for it.
Henry lets out a soft hiss. "Teeth," he reminds him.
Alex adjusts accordingly, swirling his tongue around the head of Henry's cock and sucking as much of it as he can fit in his mouth. He has one hand wrapped around the base, stroking the shaft towards his mouth, and he's probably doing something right, judging from the gratifying moan he gets out of Henry. Most of all he isn't prepared for how into this he is. He's enjoyed going down on the girls he's been with, but there's something extra provocative about having Henry's cock in his mouth — the weight of it on his tongue, how he has to open his mouth so wide his jaw is starting to ache, the way the taste and smell of Henry fills his nose.
There's also more multitasking than Alex expected, what with having to figure out what to do with his hand, tongue, lips, and how to move his head, and maybe he's just thinking too much because he wants this to be good for Henry. But when Henry tangles his fingers in his hair and accidentally tugs on his hair, Alex feels that jolt all the way in his groin and he can't help moaning together with Henry.
"I'm sorry, I—" Henry starts to apologise, but Alex just pulls his hand back to where it was.
"Oh. You're OK with that? Fuck, Alex," Henry gasps, and Alex is surprised to find that he's really, really OK with having Henry holding his head in place and thrusting up into his mouth, taking his own pleasure from him while he moans out Alex's name interspersed with a string of expletives and a muttered comment about "fucking eyelashes".
"Alex, I'm going to come," Henry warns him. Alex takes a deep breath through his nose and sucks a little harder, and Henry comes with a soft little gasp, his salty-sweet release filling Alex's mouth. Alex swallows, and grimaces a little.
"You didn't have to," Henry murmurs, sounding a little breathless.
"Less cleanup," Alex mumbles, closing his eyes and waiting for the other shoe to drop, except that it doesn't. He's just exchanged blowjobs with another guy — with Henry — and he'd gladly do it again.
When he opens his eyes, Henry already looks perfectly put together again — shirt properly tucked in, fly and belt all done up properly, not a hair out of place. Meanwhile, Alex's shirt is all wrinkled, the buttons all undone, his hair is probably a mess, and his cock is still hanging out.
"That's so unfair. Do they teach you how to look camera-ready five nanoseconds after a hookup in royal etiquette school?" Alex complains, tucking himself back in.
"No, that was boarding school," Henry says with a smile. "Along with the rest of it."
"Huh. You went to school? I thought you'd have private tutors or something." It makes sense, he supposes. "So you dated some of your schoolmates?"
"Not so much dated, more like had frenetic, clandestine quickies in the supply closet," Henry replies. "You'll be surprised how many people were quite eager to have a prince go down on his knees in front of them."
Alex frowns at that, but Henry waves it away.
"Don't worry about it. It was one of the few parts of my schooling days that I actually rather enjoyed, and you know what they say about education — it's a gift that keeps on giving," Henry says.
Alex smiles back at him. "Yeah, I suppose it does."