Charles x Henry One Shots!

Loud (18+)

Henry's POV:

         Me and my boyfriend, Charles, were busy in the kitchen making cupcakes at midnight. It was normal for us to be up late doing whatever came to mind. Yet, our friend Ellie always went to bed around 10pm. Ellie and I were lucky enough to live at Charles' house, neither of us having a home of our own after escaping from prison.

           I watched as my lovely man mixed the batter, humming and swaying his hips side to side. My eyes trailed down to his cute ass as it moved back and forth, my mind filling with dirty thoughts. Shifting around behind the pilot, I placed my hands on his hips, rubbing my thumbs in circles.

            With a quick glance back at me, Charles leaned over the counter, pressing his rear against my pelvis, wiggling it slightly. I felt heat quickly rise onto my face, getting hard due to his teasing.

            After a moment, the brunette leaned back up to pour the cupcake batter into the liners, placing the tray in the oven afterwards. Once the timer was set, he turned to look at me, his green eyes staring straight into mine.

             Without giving him any kind of warning, I grabbed my boyfriend by the throat, pulling him closer to me. I glanced down at his lips then back up to his wanting eyes. Tightening my grip, I smashed my lips onto the brunettes soft ones, immediately shoving my tongue into his mouth.

              A small moan from Charles sent tingles throughout my body, feeling him wrap his arms around the back of my neck. Using my free hand, I reached down and roughly grabbed the pilots ass, earning a soft squeak. After a few moments, I let go with both hands, pulling back from the kiss.

              My boyfriend momentarily pouted, yet that expression was replaced with a smile when I picked him up, setting the pilot on the countertop. As soon as he was seated, I latched my lips onto his neck, nipping and kissing the soft skin.

              The brunettes various noises made me want him even more, biting down hard on the spot I knew always drove him crazy. Just as I had expected, a lewd moan left his lips, one of his hands running through my hair. Using one of his legs, Charles rubbed my erection through my pajama pants.

              Just as I was about to remove his shirt, the timer on the oven went off, startling both of us. Had it really already been eighteen minutes? Either way, Charles sighed and hopped down, removing the tray from the oven before shutting it off, placing the cupcakes on a rack to cool.

              Once he was finished, the pilot turned to me, smirking as he suggested the obvious.

"Let's finish this in our room?"

              Of course, I agreed, grabbing his wrist and practically dragging the man to our shared bedroom. Both of our shirts were already off by the time the door shut, forgetting to lock it.

             I pinned my boyfriend to the bed and ran my tongue up his abdomen and chest, all the way up to his lips as I captured them in a deep kiss. The two of us removed our pants and underwear, tossing them aside.

Third Person POV:

            Not wasting any time, Henry grabbed the lube the couple kept on their nightstand, lathering his member up before tossing the bottle aside. The taller man spread his boyfriends legs, lining himself up. Slowly, he pressed himself into Charles, loving the moans and whines from the man underneath him.

             As soon as the entirety of his member was inside the pilot, Henry began to thrust, starting out slowly but gradually becoming faster. As the ex-convict picked up his pace, the brunette became louder, panting and crying out his lovers name.

             Henry reached down to once again wrap his hand around his boyfriends throat, knowing that he absolutely loved it. "Tighter~!" The man underneath him moaned out, the ex-con immediately complying as he squeezed Charles' neck, feeling the vibrations of his moans under his palm.

             Unexpectedly, the door opened, a very exhausted looking Ellie standing there. The two men looked over, none of the three seeming very phased. Charles looked up and smiled, panting.

"Oh, hey Ellie!"

              The red head stared at her two best friends for a couple seconds, sighing before speaking, her voice groggy.

"Could you two please fuck a little quieter? I'm trying to sleep."

               With that, the woman left, shutting the door behind herself. The two men looked at each other again, laughing for a second about what just occurred. Once the laughter died down, Charles pulled Henry down by the back of his neck, speaking in a seductive voice.

"Let's carry on, shall we?"

               Of course, Henry immediately agreed, beginning to thrust once again. Not really listening to what Ellie had requested, the man on top located the brunettes certain spot deep within him, thrusting into it roughly.

               When the spot was hit, Charles cried out loudly, throwing his head back as his eyes clamped shut, his body trembling slightly as he gripped the sheets beneath them. The ex-con slammed into the bundle of nerves repeatedly, turning the pilot into a moaning, shaking mess.

              It didn't take long for both of them to near their climaxes, Henry getting a few more thrusts in before feeling the brunette tighten around him. The ex-con was the first to cum, releasing his fluid deep inside the pilot as he squeezed Charles' throat tightly.

             The man on the bottom released afterwards, squeaking out his boyfriends name over and over as they rode out their highs together. Gently, Henry pulled out, cleaning himself and the pilot up as they gave each other soft kisses all over the others body.

            Once they were done, the couple put on matching pajama pants, laying down in bed together. The two talked about anything that came to mind, giggling when the topic of Ellie walking in on them came back up.

"Oh, the cupcakes! We'll just put icing on them in the morning."

             Charles decided, getting a nod from Henry in agreement. After a few minutes, they drifted off to sleep, tangled in each other's arms. Meanwhile, Ellie was in the other room sitting on the side of her bed, sighing in relief when there was finally silence.

              With a groan, she threw herself back down onto her bed, curling up underneath the blankets. Just as she was about to drift off to sleep.., her phone dinged. Ellie shot up,

          "ARE YOU FUCKIN' KIDDING ME?!"