[Rain soaked love sick Alex was indeed in Henry's future. Neither of them knew it yet. All Alex knew was that in his moment he never wanted to stop kissing Henry. He'd kissed plenty of people before but there was something about this, about Henry that made his heart do the funniest things in his chest. Of course it also had things happening further south than his heart, and that would be obvious given the way he was pressed up against the prince -- and the way that Henry's arms around him were keeping him there.
He couldn't help the way his lips wanted to pull into a smile as they kissed, even as he let his tongue brush along the other man's, took the chance to slowly plunder his mouth as if wanting to commit the entire moment to detailed vivid memory.
Eventually the need to take more than a quickly stolen breath had him drawing back just far enough to rest his forehead against the prince's.]
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He couldn't help the way his lips wanted to pull into a smile as they kissed, even as he let his tongue brush along the other man's, took the chance to slowly plunder his mouth as if wanting to commit the entire moment to detailed vivid memory.
Eventually the need to take more than a quickly stolen breath had him drawing back just far enough to rest his forehead against the prince's.]