Gay smut one shots

alex/prince

(These are just random people, if they fit anything you know by coincidence than I'll let you role with it all you want, idc. I started the first part a year ago and it was with a oc who has been changed so much it's basically a new character so I hold no meaning to this chapter lol)

                        Prince took a few steps forword, he didnt make any specific facical exprestion, not that alex could tell at least. It had been a long time sense alex had opened up to another person, shown his face, let alone taken his clothes off. He tried his best to revive some of that confidance he had before he got burned but no matter how hard he tried; everytime he looked up the slightly shorter black demon infront of him, his heart decided to kill him. He gave up shortly after and just kept his eyes on the ground. Soon he was met with a claw like hand on his chin lifting his head up, prince moved his head forward and brought alex to a kiss. nothing much, no tounge, just prince gripping alex's cheek with one hand and his thigh with the other. alex held prince's waist tight, getting a little impatient having almost nothing but his thoughts to get him going.

Alex brought his whole body closer, he moved his hips just a bit against prince's thigh, not wanting to push any boundries. Prince smiled lovingly and started to grind his thigh against inbetween alex's legs, soft at first but as the kiss got a little heated the movement got faster. Alex felt his body twitch, instinctively moving his hips away. Princes long thin hands moved down to his hips and with a sudden grip; pulled his hips forward again, moaning as he started to focus less on the kiss and more on the movement of his hips. Prince couldn't help but notice Alex's dinosaur hoodie still covering most of his head, the scratchy cheap fabric teeth covering the lining of his hood rubbing against his chin as they kissed, the sound of hard plastic google eyes on the top of the hoods head rattling along with the rhythm of their hips. Even the tiny stuffed tail attached to the bottom was moving and bumping around causing the hoodie to move and swish with it, all a sensory overload given the current situation, Prince gripped the rim of the hood and pulled on it ever so softly as to ask Alex if he could take it off. Slowing his movement and loosening his grip on Alex's hip, his kiss became less sloppy and gained more meaning to it, something Alex imminently took note on; finally feeling the pulling on his hood.

Everything felt so natural to him that he had forgotten it was even abnormal to not wear your hoodie everywhere all the time, ever sense the burn he just never thought about taking it off. He slowed his mouth to take off the hood from his head, backing away and pulling the whole thing from his torso. Prince watched with lost eyes, not minding his body, the sounds, or the feelings. Just studying every tug and pull of Alex's shirt draped over his body, the way it fell and hugged his muscles, the way it pitted prince's urges by tugging itself up as Alex removed his hoodie. His belly hitting the air, the body hair that made itself known, everything was soaked up in princes memory.

Alex had thrown the thing on the ground and had made note of his shirt reaching up to just below his pecks, while being on the subject he had removed his shirt and thrown it to the hoodie. He looked down at his figure, and as if he had forgotten his own body, traced it up and down lightly with his hands. He rested his hands on his sides and glanced up at prince with waiting eyes, the sides of his mouth threatening to move with delight as he finally noticed princes ever present stare. After a few minutes prince noticed Alex's still figure and made a move, he pulled Alex in and began to kiss him again. Sloppy like the first time but much more slow, moaning without even grinding; prince found just the feeling of his hands on Alex's chest bring him pleasure. The way his muscle soften when not flexed, the way his pecks bounced ever so slightly and rested on his hands as if more like fat than muscle, the squeeze and jiggle upon release, it was all so much at once to experience. Alex had never even been given the opportunity to kiss back, his legs threatening to give out to all the playing and messing with his pecks had left him weak, he squeezed onto princes shoulders tightly not giving his legs the opportunity to throw him to the floor.