Whenever Henry wasn't working the same day Alex had his shoots he would fly out to go watch him.
This time he had snuck into his dressing room. Alex is facing away from the door obviously distracted with putting on the ridiculous amount of layers this piece had. "Do you think these pants make my ass look flat-" he turns around and is met with henry chuckling shyly, his hand failing to conceal his laughter.
"Henry!" Alex smiles. "Sorry, I thought you were one of the helpers sent to dress me. What are you doing here?" He pulls him in close, hugging him tightly and soaking up his embrace before pulling back to look at him.
"Thought I would surprise you." He says. "And it appears I have."
Alex kisses him, grinning against his lips. Henry deepens the kiss and heat washes over Alex's body. He presses up against him, melting into the kiss. Alex immediately jerks back as he feels himself grow.
"Shit shit shit. I have to be out there in five minutes." Alex panics shaking his hands anxiously.
Henry kneels down in-front of him. "Relax sweetheart, I'll take care of it."
His head tilts back as Henrys mouth is working away at him. He unravels at the feeling breathing heavy and raspy. Henry grips his ass pushing Alex further into his mouth and swallowing him deeply. Alex moans, his eyes shooting open and he quickly covers his mouth.
Henry finishes him off licking any evidence from his lips and then helps him re situate his clothing so it looks perfect, then sends him out with a slap of his ass like Alex once did to him.
"I'm so getting back at you for this later." Alex whispers before he's hurried off by people to get him on the runway.
Later back at his apartment he pushes Henry through the door and then slams him up against the wall, pushing the door shut with one hand while the other keeps him pinned.
"That could've been a disaster." Alex hisses against his ear.
"You're angry?" Henry asks.
"So angry." Though his movements contradict his words as he places heated kisses against his neck.
He tears Henrys clothes off, dragging him into the bedroom and pushing him back onto the bed while pushing his hands over his head.
"You aren't allowed to touch me until I'm finished with you." Alex rasps against his ear, grabbing rope from the dresser drawer by his bed and tying him to the headboard.
Henry shivers with excitement, gushing over this new side to Alex.
Alex starts taking his own clothes off, slowly, forcing Henry to watch as he drags the fabric away from his body in such a disrespectful sensual manner. Henrys mouth is wide open, drinking in Alex's performance, his hands instinctively reach out but are stopped by the rope.
Alex spreads Henrys legs apart and starts kissing down his hips until he reaches his thighs. "Alex.." He moans.
Alex pulls back to looks at him, his thumb rubbing over the scar on his hip from the ice skating incident. He places a kiss over it. "The first place I ever touched you."
"Well technically it was your skate's bla-"
Alex cuts him off with a chaste kiss across his lips. He then licks down Henry's body and a wicked grin reaches his lips as he sees how hard henry is.
Alex straddles his hips grinding against him while kissing him deeply. Henrys eyes widen briefly before they soften into the kiss and he closes them, loosing himself again in Alex's warmth.
Alex starts stroking Henry beneath him. Henry's head tilts back and Alex starts kissing his jawline.
"Christ Alex." He whines. "The things you do to me.."
Alex starts kissing down his body until he reaches his dick. Then he licks over the tip before he starts sucking. Henry again moves to touch him but his hands are still held by the ropes and a groan of frustration followed by a sharp moan as Alex sucked him in harder fled his mouth.
"I want you so bad darling." He says panting, legs starting to tremble as he gets closer.
Alex briefly looks up through his dark long lashes and then continues working him, tongue gliding around him.
Henry shudders as he finishes, stomach tightening as a sharp moan and a jumble of curses leave his mouth. Alex swallows and then wipes his mouth.
He kisses each of Henrys wrists before untying him. Alex wraps his arms around him and burrows his head into the crook of his neck. Henry is still breathing rapidly, struggling to find a steady breathing pace.
They both wrap their bodies around each other holding one another close. Henry kisses Alex's forehead and drawing little circles along his arm. "Is there anything I can do for you sweetheart?" He asks, looking over at Alex.
"Just be here with me." He says, gently stroking his face with his thumb.
Henry nods and nuzzle into him, kissing his cheek before closing his eyes soaking in his presence.
"Who would've thought we'd be here." Alex mumbles before eventually drifting off to sleep.
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Tipsy & Trembling
FanfictionA red white and royal blue fic. If the two of them were just people. Not the Prince and not the presidents son