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They were in bed together, as they often were after long, grueling weeks of charity work and college classes. “I love you,” Alex said, unprompted. Henry’s stress lessened as he wrapped his arm around Alex, pulling him closer. Alex’s back pressed against Henry’s chest, Henry curled around him, holding his lover in place.
“Long day?” Henry asked softly. He began pressing tender kisses along Alex’s shoulder. Every now and then, his teeth would graze along the crest of Alex’s bicep, soothing new hickies that were forming. Alex hummed in response and wiggled around so they were facing each other.
“Long month,” Alex said. “I feel like we’ve barely seen each other.” He pressed a light, but loving kiss on Henry’s lips.
“I love you too,” Henry said softly. The palm of his right hand cupped Alex’s face. He leaned in and kissed Alex back, deepening the kiss enough to start drawing out moans. “Fuck I love you so much.” Henry manhandled Alex, turning him around so they were facing each other. His hands began to roam, caressing the long-since memorized curves on Alex’s body. Henry’s kisses bruised against Alex’s lips, on hand found it’s way into Alex’s hair.
“I - Henry,” Alex said as Henry placed kiss after kiss on his lips. “Baby - wh - what’s gotten into you?” Alex managed to ask between deviously placed kisses to his neck and just behind his ear. Two places, Henry discovered early on, that drove the poor man insane. When it came to Alexander Claremont-Diaz he’d take any advantage he could get. Particularly the ones that required them to be in bed with little to no clothes on.
Henry adored his boyfriend with every fiber of his being. All he wanted was to make sure Alex was loved and adored in all the ways he deserved. Even if the American stubbornly refused adequate care sometimes, Henry insisted on ensuring his safety. “I want to try something,” Henry said. They settled back into the sheets together, Henry’s fingertips gently traced lines along Alex’s muscles.
“Alright,” Alex said, blissfully unaware of Henry’s plot for the night. “What do you have in mind?” He was aware his idea could go terribly, but he wanted to try. “Come on Baby.” Henry didn’t bother hiding the flush filling his cheeks at his pet name. “You know you can tell me anything.” Alex had been so utterly stressed about finals and work. Henry wanted to make sure he could relax entirely. That he wouldn’t have to worry at all, and trust Henry to take care of him completely.
“You have to promise you won’t laugh,” Henry said. He leaned over and kissed Alex on his shoulder again, then his collarbone, then his neck. Then, he placed a soft, chaste kiss against Alex’s jawline. Alex wrapped Henry’s arm tighter around himself, securing their place in his bed.
“When have I laughed at you?” Alex asked, turning around to kiss Henry on the lips. Henry pulled away just far enough to raise an eyebrow at the question. “On second thought,” Alex’s arms wrapped around Henry’s shoulders, holding him in place. “Don’t answer that.”
“You’re an idiot,” Henry snorted and kissed Alex twice more, once on his forehead and once on his lips. Alex smiled fondly at him.
“I said I’d love to try anything at least once, remember? As long as it's not piss-related,” Alex said. His eyelashes fluttered as the tip of his tongue danced along his lips. His hands settled on Henry’s hips as Henry’s continued to roam his body. So far the only thing they ended up disliking was when Alex tried to top. It was just too surreal, and Henry took charge underneath him by the time Alex sunk down onto his cock.
Henry combed his fingers through Alex’s hair, gently tugging at the strands. Alex let out a soft whimper, then cuddled even closer. “I’ve noticed recently, you’ve been too… distracted. You worry so much about everything, you barely let yourself have time to sleep.” Alex opened his mouth to argue, so Henry leaned in to kiss him. He used the fingers in Alex’s hair to his advantage, successfully shutting Alex up. “I tried looking up some things,” Henry continued hesitantly. “I - well, I think I found a solution.” Henry pressed a firm kiss to the top of Alex’s head. His touches turned to teasing, tracing fine lines of art across Alex’s body.
“Baby.”
“You like to be my good, obedient boy,” Henry continued, undeterred from his mission. His thumb brushed Alex’s nipple through his t-shirt. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed how much you love taking orders.” Alex whined, needy and demanding. Henry rested their foreheads together, smiling at his partner. He let the pressure of his body weigh against Alex’s, letting him feel everything he possibly could. “You love not having to think, only having to listen to me. You love being my good boy, don’t you?”
“I’m aware of the general arrangement of our sexual life.” Alex tried to sound sarcastic, but Henry heard his voice waver. His eyes fluttered, drooping when Henry grasped his hair again, gently playing with the curls on his head. “What’s going on Baby?” Alex studied Henry carefully. “You’re starting to scare me.” Henry nuzzled their noses together, kissing the tip of Alex’s softly.
“I’m sorry Love, that wasn’t my intention,” Henry apologized. “It’s a bit odd…” Henry trailed off and felt blush fill his cheeks. Alex raised his eyebrow as he wrapped his arms around Henry, resting his hands against his back. “I’ve noticed you can never let yourself fully submit. How you can never just… relax. Even when you know it’s safe and you know you can.” Alex’s hands rested on Henry’s biceps as the wonderful boy stared up at him with eager anticipation in his eyes.
“Henry,” Alex said, laughing softly as he spoke. “Baby just tell me. I promise I won’t make fun,” Alex swore it with a kiss. Henry closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them Alex was still there, waiting.
“Iwanttotryhypnotizingyou.” Henry said, the words rushed and unintelligible.
Alex laughed, stretching up to kiss Henry on the lips. His fingers pulled on the roots of Henry’s hair, drawing a soft moan out of his mouth. “Sorry, I couldn’t make it out. What is it you want to do to me?” Alex asked, shit-eating grin stretched across his face.
“Oh you little brat,” Henry murmured, deepening his voice. It wasn’t his Dom Voice, not yet, but Alex still shuddered underneath him. “I want you to be able to trust me. To let me take care of you. I want to hypnotize you,” Henry said. “During sex,” he tagged on, clarifying his train of thought.
“Fuck," Alex said in his ever so eloquent way of speaking. “You won’t make me cluck like a chicken will you?” Henry smiles fondly at him. Alex stared back at him with wide, all too eager eyes.
“Nope,” Henry kissed Alex on the lips. “I’ll make you gobble like a turkey.” A devilish gleam flickered across his face. Alex let out a laugh and playfully pushed against Henry’s chest. “Seriously Sweetheart,” Alex whimpered at the petname, “I want to make it so you can’t think about anything else other than us.” Henry kissed Alex again and again until he was on top, straddling Alex’s waist with the full weight of his body. Henry’s hands rested on Alex’s shoulders, holding him down as he kissed him deeply. “I want to make it so you’re only able to focus on feeling the pleasure through your bones,” Henry whispered against Alex’s lips.
Alex froze underneath him, eyes wide with surprise written across his face. “Henry,” Alex said, a shudder ripped through his body. “How would we even - do you have a pocket watch or something?” Henry slotted his legs in between Alex’s, pressing his knee against Alex’s cock.
“I’ve read up on it,” Henry said, feeling Alex breathe underneath him. “Lots of hours online. Lots of rather… interesting websites,” Henry said. Alex stared at him with awe and adoration in his eyes as he reached up to gently cup Henry’s cheeks. His thumbs traced along Henry’s cheekbones.
“You really want to try this don’t you?” Alex asked, thumbs resting on the corner of Henry’s mouth. Henry let out a soft sigh and nodded, pulling Alex’s arms back to lay at his side.
“There were some good tutorials, good examples. I might actually be terrible at it but we really don’t need much. I’ve got a script, and we both know you love listening to my voice. It might - actually, nevermind. Forget I ever -”
Fireworks sparked on his tongue as Alex kissed him.
Gravity pulled Henry closer, drawing him into Alex’s arms. Alex’s legs wrapped around Henry, then used his momentum to roll them over. Henry didn’t mind, not with the way Alex’s tongue explored the caverns of his mouth. Alex laid on top of Henry, pressing kiss after kiss along his neck and the trail of hickies from the night before. “I think it’s very… interesting,” Alex murmured into Henry’s ear. His lips pressed along the skin just behind Henry’s earlobe, drawing pretty noises out of his prince. “I could be convinced,” Alex said next. His teeth nipped at Henry’s earlobe.
“You’d have to trust me completely.”
“I do.”
Henry bent down to kiss Alex, inhaling his scent as his tongue explored Alex’s mouth. Heated, aroused pants filled the air as the need to take filled Henry’s mind. Take what he wants, anything he wants. He wanted to take Alex’s ass, fuck him until he was raw. Henry growled, tightening his grip on Alex’s hips. “I want to be good for you,” Alex said, laced with the most beautiful whine Henry ever heard in his life.
“We can try it tonight if you’re ready.” Henry pushed them both upright, sitting Alex up as he straddled the man’s thighs. Alex’s eyes fluttered as Henry continued gently rubbing his thumb along his inner thigh. “We can practice at first, if you want.” Henry suggested, voice warm and full, filling the air around them.
“Okay,” Alex agreed, pulling Henry down to kiss him deeply. “When do we start?”
“We already have,” Henry murmured against Alex’s lips, allowing his Dom Voice to consume the mind of his Sub. Something in the air sparked, and Alex found himself enraptured by Henry’s mesmerizingly blue eyes. “You need to listen to my voice. It’s easy for you to listen to my voice. You’re always so wonderful at it Dear.” Alex let out a gasp in surprise, body relaxing under Henry’s guidance.
“Listen to - to your voice?” Alex repeated, already in an in between headspace. A rush of pleasure rushed through Henry’s veins, watching as Alex focused on him.
“Listening to my voice takes so little effort, sometimes you’ve forgotten you’re doing it..” Henry’s hands slipped between the mattress and the small of Alex’s back, supporting him as his muscles loosened and eyes softened. “When you listen to my voice, you find it so easy to obey.” Alex’s eyelashes fluttered quickly, his breathing changed. Slower, more relaxed. Deeper. “Good boy,” Henry praised, watching the familiar flicker of light behind Alex’s eyes.
Alex’s eyes filled with love and wonder as he gently traced his thumb along Henry’s cheekbone. “Thank you Sir,” Alex said. It took every ounce of self control not to abandon ship and fuck him into the morning. Henry cleared his throat and kissed Alex on the forehead. He let the weight of his body fall against Alex’s chest. He felt Alex’s hands pull in his hair, urging him to keep going. Eventually, when Henry deemed Alex dazed and kiss-frenzied enough, he decided it was time to begin.
Henry kissed Alex on the lips one last time, before reciting a guided script he found on a hypnotic website. “Take a deep breath. Yes, very good,” Henry praised as Alex followed his instructions. “All we’re going to do is practice. Help you learn how to empty your busy mind. Take another breath - good.” Henry kept his own breathing steady. Focusing on long and deep for Alex to follow. “As you breathe I want you to notice how relaxing it feels,” Henry said. He began gently rubbing Alex’s muscles, his arms, his chest. “It feels good to listen, and obey. Doesn’t it, Darling?”
Alex tried to say something, but all he could do was let out a soft, tender noise. His voice already sounded distant, quiet. “Feels good to obey,” Alex managed to mumble. “Relaxing feels good. ‘M weak, need you.” God, Henry really was the luckiest bastard on the planet. Alex’s gaze settled on Henry, watching him intently. Henry licked his lips, nodding as Alex quickly fell more pliant to his touches.
“Close your eyes Sweetheart,” Henry said. “It’s alright, you’re safe.” He watched as Alex’s eyes fluttered closed, as Alex continued to breathe, as Alex licked his lips in anticipation. “I’m going to help guide you from this state, into a deep, hypnotic trance.” Henry let his voice drop even deeper. Alex let out a soft noise. “Are you listening to me?”
“Yes.”
“Good boy,” Henry praised. He continued his soft, tender touches along Alex’s body. “As you listen to my voice your breathing gets slower and slower,” Henry said, settling his hands in Alex’s lap. His fingers gently rested in Alex’s palms, feeling his hands twitch the more his mind obeyed.
Alex’s chin hit his chest and his eyelids started fluttering heavily, as if he was fighting a deep sleep. His breathing quickly evened out, settling into a pattern of deep, slow breaths. “As your breathing gets slower your body relaxes and your mind begins to empty,” Henry continued, determined to see this through. He gently cupped Alex’s cheek, Alex’s eyes fluttered open, rolling to the back of his head. “I’m going to count down from five, and as you repeat each number you’ll find it’s easy to let yourself slip deeper and deeper until there’s nothing left in your mind other than my voice.” Alex hummed in response, shoulders slumped, eyelids fluttering heavily.
“You feel so relaxed it’s incredibly easy to let the thoughts empty out of your head Five.”
“Five.”
“Your eyelids feel so heavy, it’s impossible to keep them open. Four.”
“Four.”
“Your breathing is so slow and deep. Three.”
“Three.”
“It’s safe, you're safe whenever you’re with me. Two.”
“Two.”
“You’re nearly there Alexander. When I get to one, you’re going to drop so deeply your eyes close. Drop so deeply your mind is impossibly empty, waiting for me to bring you pleasure.” Henry paused, waiting as anticipation rushed through his veins. He bit his bottom lip, watching as Alex processed everything even when his conscious mind was turned off. “One. Drop.”
The silence in the room was almost deafening. Alex’s eyes closed and his body fell into Henry’s. Henry caught him, then helped him sit up against the headboard, legs sprawled in front of him. Alex’s entire being was relaxed, utterly calm. It was a little unnerving, seeing him so completely still. Henry waved a hand in front of Alex’s face. Alex didn’t respond. He rested the hand on Alex’s knee. Still, no reaction. Henry took a deep breath to calm his nerves. He successfully led Alex into trance, and the world didn’t set on fire. It was time to continue their script. “Alex, can you hear me?”
Five seconds.
Ten seconds.
“Yes,” Alex answered. Henry let out a soft laugh and kissed Alex’s nose.
“Good boy,” Henry praised immediately. His fingers curled gently in Alex’s hair, combing up from his shoulder blades. “So relaxed, so empty, so good,” Henry said. Alex’s lips curled slightly, and he knew he was still listening. “So deep, it feels so good to be so deep. Feels so good to listen to me.” Alex took a particularly deep breath, and the smile curled more on his lips as he fell deeper into trance. “It feels so good to obey me. My suggestions, my commands,” Henry kissed him softly. He rested their foreheads together, holding him carefully so he wouldn’t fall over.
“Good to - to obey,” Alex said, breathless and quiet. “Feels good to listen,” Alex repeated, letting the suggestions pull him even deeper into trance. Henry took a few seconds to appreciate the sight before him. The only sound in the room was their breathing, Alex’s long, deep breaths. His soft, quiet pants and tranced whimpers. He looked so utterly precious Henry wanted to capture it in a bottle and keep it forever. To appreciate the pure and utter trust Alex had in him.
“Alex,” Henry said, his voice firm and commanding. “Can you hear me?”
“Yes.”
Good.
That means Henry didn’t massively fuck up the head of the son of the first female US President. It also meant he wouldn’t be arrested for treason. Henry took a deep breath to calm his nerves. “You want to obey me,” Henry said next, trying to remember the rest of the script. “You want to sink deeper into this empty, relaxed state,” Henry licked his lips, feeling Alex’s slowly hardening cock against his leg. “You also know if at any point while you’re in trance, no matter what the circumstance, if you want to stop you can say red. Do you understand?” Alex nodded slowly, a slight frown on his face. “Repeat, and let the truth melt into your mind.”
“If I - if I want to stop I’ll say red,” Alex breathed. He let out a soft moan as the order set in his head. He slumped forward a bit, so Henry kept one hand on him, holding him steady. Some of the articles mentioned Subjects (the person being hypnotized) have a tendency to fall over.
Henry inhaled deeply, guiding Alex’s breathing as he considered all of his options. The script he found was general, an easy to follow induction for first-timers. He had free reign now, but he knew he had to be extremely careful with his language. Intent was the driving factor behind hypnotic trance, behind post-hypnotic suggestions. Henry had to play his cards right, to make it the best experience possible for Alex.
“Alright Alexander,” Henry said mostly to himself before looking back at Alex, blissfully tranced and unaware of what was about to happen to him. “What you’re feeling right now is called trance. I want you to remember what this feels like. Remember how you got here, remember what feels good.” Alex whimpered softly and fell against the pillows behind him. “It feels good to listen to my voice,” Henry murmured. His fingers gently traced along Alex’s arms. “It feels good to obey me completely.”
“Feels good to listen.”
“And who do you listen to?”
“You.”
“How does it feel to obey?”
“Feels good.”
“Who do you obey?”
“You.”
“How much do you obey me?” A pause, a brief nanosecond of silence and panic seized Henry’s chest, but then Alex’s palm quivered, slightly closing around his index finger.
“Completely.”
“Good boy,” Henry praised, using the fullest potential of his Dom Voice. It sunk into Alex, slowly seeping through his skin to his bones, burrowing into the deepest parts of his soul. Henry leaned into Alex’s chest, kissing him softly on the cheek. “I want you to feel as all the pleasure you could possibly feel gathers in your shoulder. You feel it as it travels all the way down to your hand,” Henry said. He squeezed Alex’s hand again just to amplify the effects.
Alex moaned loudly and sprawled his limbs against the bed. His hips thrusted helplessly into the air, his cock hard against the confines of the plaid fabric. “Everytime I squeeze your hand, pleasure fills your body. Desperation fills your mind, and all you crave is pleasure.” He squeezed Alex’s hand again, then again, until Alex cried out his name. Then, Henry pulled away completely.
“Alex, do you remember Paris?” Henry asked, carefully threading their fingers together.
Alex didn’t seem to immediately recognize the touch, but his eyes flickered open and were echoed with want. Henry squeezed Alex’s hand, playing gently with his fingers. “Yes,” he all but moaned wantonly. Henry settled so he was crisscrossed between Alex’s legs, careful not to touch his lover’s groin, keeping it tucked away in Alex’s pajama pants. Henry was determined to see his plan through.
“As the memory fills your otherwise empty mind,” Henry said, thumb brushing the back of Alex’s hand, “remember the pleasure.” Alex moaned softly, the sound stirring Henry’s own cock to life. He ignored it. Well, he tried to. Alex was his priority. “Remember my hands, feel my hands against your clothes. Unbuttoning your shirt, untying your tie,” Henry said. His own memories of their first time together filled his head. “Feel the pleasure multiply as my fingers slide against your sides.”
“Ple - pleas - fing - fingers,” Alex croaked out, voice weak, thin. Henry glanced down and was blessed with the sight of Alex’s cock tenting in his trousers . “Touching me ev - every - all over,” Alex gasped and sunk low into the bed. “Want - want to come so - so bad -”
“No.” Henry said, earning himself a pitiful, submissive whine from his boyfriend. As tempting as it was, Henry wasn’t going to touch. Not yet. “You want to obey me completely,” Henry teased slightly, watching as Alex’s breathing filled with lust. “You can not cum without me telling you to.”
“Yes,” Alex said, barely audible in the vast rush of memory playing through his mind.
Henry squeezed Alex’s hand again, and Alex moaned like he was getting fucked. His need to cum was already a distant memory.. “Good boy,” Henry praised, using his freehand to cup Alex’s cheek. “You can feel as my fingers ghost your thighs, as they wrap around your cock -”
“- ah!” Alex gasped, slipping further down the bed to the point he was practically laying down. Henry squeezed Alex’s hand, and Alex thrusted his hips into the air.
“All the pleasure you could fill your body with, gathered in the palm of your hand.” Henry said, watching as Alex writhed with desperation underneath him. His thumb pressed against Alex’s palm, and Alex’s legs spread open. The noises streaming from his mouth are desperately sinful. “And then,” Henry circled Alex’s palm with his thumb, teasing him with gentle touches driven from his memory. “I start stroking your cock, your already hot, hard, cock felt so full in my hands.”
“Please,” Alex begged, eyes lost with the desperate need to obey. “Want - want to obey, want to listen, want to f-feel,” Alex crumbled under Henry’s carefully placed touches and words. Henry squeezed Alex’s hand, pushing him even closer to orgasm. “Ple - pleas - pleasure -” Henry fell in love with him all over again, his cock hard in his own boxers.
“I want to tell you I love you,” Henry said, continuing to recount the memory. “As my lips press against your ribs, and my tongue circles your sensitive nipples. I want to tell you I love you,” Henry squeezed Alex’s hand, and tears lightly fell down the sub’s cheeks.
“I lo-ah yo-gh,” Alex tries without much success. Henry’s heart fluttered, and he gently played with Alex’s fingers as he watched Alex come undone without ever being touched.
“Instead, I give you all of me.” Henry’s lips ghosted against Alex’s ear as he spoke. “I give you everything I can, everything to make you feel pleasure.” Alex’s body falls limp again, and precum leaked through his pajamas. “I want you to feel as much pleasure as you possibly can. Filling you from head to toe, threatening to overflow your cock but not until I say.” Henry knew Alex wouldn’t be able to last long, he was nearly crying with how hard he was.
“Not - obey - listen - ughn,” Alex said in return. His hips continued thrusting into nothing, the stain on his pants grew bigger and Henry knew it was time. He squeezed Alex’s hand, teasing him one last time before letting it fall to Alex’s lap and shifting around.
Henry sat next to Alex, once again drinking in the sight of the man in front of him. The Son of the first female President, reduced to a needy, submissive baby boy desperate to cum for his Dom. Henry was unable to hold back a moan of his own. “Are you listening Alex?” Henry asked, receiving a wanton groan in response.
“Yes,” Alex’s head flopped towards him. His eyes fluttered, filled with pleasure and need.
“Good boy,” Henry said. He squeezed Alex’s hand. “I’m going to let the build up of pleasure explode from your body,” Henry promised. Alex whimpered. “I’m going to let you orgasm, and the second I tell you to, you will wake from your trance, remembering nothing from what happened. You will remember only when I tell you to. Do you understand?”
Alex’s response was an unintelligible moan, paired with half-lidded droopy eyes. Henry tenderly kissed Alex’s forehead, and settled in next to him. He glanced at Alex again. Desperate, wanting, filled with pleasure. “When you orgasm, you will see how turned on I am, and crave my cock in your mouth. You’ll want to suck it, and feel it, and taste it until I cum myself, and only when I cum will you remember what happened. Understand?”
Another moan, a whine. An unintelligible, “eghk.” Henry laughed and cradled Alex to his chest.
“Alright Alexander,” Henry said, letting his voice float into Alex’s mind. “Cum for me.”
Henry caught Alex as he convulsed, body twitching with overwhelming emotion and feeling. Alex moaned and cried out, reaching for Henry’s arms and burying his face into his chest. Henry forgot to time how long the orgasm lasted, but eventually Alex’s breathing slowed down. He let Henry guide him back into bed, curling into Henry’s shoulder, wrapping an arm around Henry’s waist. “I guess it didn’t work,” Alex said with an exhausted, disappointed voice. He nuzzled into Henry’s bicep, peppering kisses along slowly-healing hickies. Henry laughed softly in disbelief and pressed a kiss to the top of Alex’s head.
“I need you to drink some water,” Henry prompted softly, watching as Alex’s eyes flickered in recognition at the order. Alex shook his head, but didn’t try to pull away as Henry raised the water bottle to his lips. “Mmm, good boy. So good at listening to me,” Henry said. Alex frowned slightly, but he sipped at the water.
“You look hard,” Alex glanced at Henry’s cock, still trapped underneath his underwear. Alex started to giggle, adorably smiling at Henry like nothing else in the world mattered to him. Henry smiled at his lover. He reached up and combed through Alex’s dark curls. Henry pulled Alex closer to press a sloppy, wet kiss on his mouth.
“Yes Alexander?” Henry asked, watching carefully, pulling back just far enough to breathe. Alex slipped a bit back into the deep, trance state. He licked his lips, glancing back down at Henry’s tempting cock between his legs. “Is there something you want?” Henry asked, prompting him.
“Can I - I want to suck you off,” Alex said, biting his bottom lip. He looked at Henry hopefully, wiggling around to sit between his legs. “Please Sir I - I need you. Need to touch you, I - I want to taste you,” Alex pleaded. His hands tugged at the waist band of Henry’s boxers, so Henry pushed his hips up a bit to help him pull them off. Revealing his own incredibly hard and aching cock, standing tall as it waited for Alex’s throat.
Henry hummed, playfully considering saying no. He bruised his lips against Alex’s again, fingers pulling tightly at his hair. “Go on then,” Henry said, nodding. “Stuff your throat with the thick, long cock you love so much.”
Without needing any other prompting, Alex laid between Henry’s legs. He began by kissing his thighs, sucking softly at the patches of sensitive skin Henry had there. Alex’s hands held Henry’s legs open for him, and one of Henry’s hands settled into Alex’s hair while the other opened his phone to check any messages he may have missed.
Alex makes up for his lack of memory with his enthusiasm. He licked the fat, thick part of his tongue up the underside of Henry’s cock. The tip of his tongue swirled along the tip of Henry’s cock. Henry groaned, and gripped the sheets underneath them as he tried to hold back from thrusting his cock into Alex’s mouth. Alex took his time, letting himself savor the taste, the weight of his favorite thing in his mouth.
Henry’s mind went hazy as heat pooled between his legs, pulsing his cock between Alex’s lips. Alex hummed around it, pulling a wanton moan deep out of Henry’s throat, desperate to fill Alex completely. Henry’s fingers pulled at Alex’s hair. “Come on you - you can take more than that,” Henry urged as Alex slowly wrapped his lips around his cock. Urged by the hair pulling, Alex sunk halfway down Henry’s cock, immersed by the feeling of having hot and heavy in his mouth. Henry moaned loudly, tugging Alex’s hair, “keep moving if you want to taste my cum,” Henry ordered.
The promise of Henry’s hot, slick cum on his tongue was enough to stir Alex into motion. He bobbed his head, fucking his throat as he moved up and down. It was wet, dirty, filthy really, but Henry didn’t care. Alex’s slick tongue against his cock swirled around it in his mouth, and Henry’s hips bucked involuntarily. “Sweetheart - Darling I’m close,” Henry warned, but that only encouraged Alex to double down. To suck him harder, to make him feel more.
Without wasting any more time, Henry’s orgasm ripped through his body as his cum spurted against the back of Alex’s throat. Alex held his cock against his tongue for a few minutes, then finally pulled away once it was softened again. Henry stared at Alex lovingly as Alex swallowed thickly and licked his lips to the tip of his tongue. Hardly seconds passed, when Alex’s eyes widened, and Henry knew he was flooded with the memory of his tranced orgasm. “Fuck,” Alex said, laughing weakly as he collapsed against Henry’s thigh. Henry had to coax him a bit, but eventually Alex managed to cuddle up into his chest again.
“Good?” Henry asked, rubbing Alex’s arms as he placed soft kisses against his skin.
“We’re doing that again,” Alex said matter of factly.
“Oh we are are we?” Henry asked, laughing when Alex shoved him to the bed and straddled his lap. Alex yawned and laid himself on top of Henry’s chest.
“Yeah, we are,” Alex said back. He kissed Henry’s chin, Henry held him against his chest. “Still feels amazing,” Alex said. “Fuck it was so hot. All I wanted to do was obey you,” Alex murmured, pressing soft, loving kisses along Henry’s jawline.
Henry hummed and pressed a kiss of his own to the top of Alex’s head. “Not so different from normal life then, was it?”
“Shut up!” Alex said as he whacked Henry with a pillow. They both fell into a fit of laughter until Alex sighed happily and tucked himself into the nape of Henry’s neck. “Really though, I want to try it again,” Alex promised. Henry began to trace lines along Alex’s curves again, gentle touches to help him relax. “It felt really nice.”
“I’ll add it to our repertoire then,” Henry said. “The websites were very helpful.” He was already starting to get promising ideas. The thought of next time ran through his head like wildfire. For now though, holding his darling in his arms as they both drifted into a post-orgasm nap was enough.