Blurt Out Those Fantasies!
@dethenryquinn Anon said: "I want to pack your tight little hole with thick, sweet honey. Then lay beneath you as you drip it into my mouth. Then, I eat you out meticulously until it's all gone, only to be rewarded by also slurping your creamy cum."
A pause.
A very long pause.
Followed by him clearing his throat and then- "Is it warm in here? Can we open a window, I think- I think it's just getting a bit warm."
@dethenryquinn said:
Henry hid a small note and gift inside of Ollie's briefcase before work. It was inside a small velvet bag with a tiny draw string. The note said:
My love, this little piece of plastic here is called a worry stone. It's indented with a groove for your thumb to rub for comfort if you ever feel anxious. Except this one is different; This one has my thumbprint etched into the stone, so if you ever get worried when I'm not around because we're both working, you can pull this out and rub your thumb against mine.
I love you, my gorgeous teacher.
I'm always with you,
-H
Ollie had just arrived at work, half an hour early for his first day back. Ever since the situation with Valentine, he was stressing about this day, fearing returning to normal life like this. It had been in the news, about Harry Valentine's return, his revenge plot, Ollie's abduction and Valentine's subsequent arrest. It wasn't exactly something that he could hide from, but he had to face it. He had survived. Despite the bastard's best attempts to end him, Ollie was still standing.
That was something to be proud of.
He opened up the briefcase that sat on his desk, spotting the small bag on top of everything else, and his brow creased with confusion. As he read over the note, his expression softened and his eyes began to well up slightly, pulling the stone from the bag as he let it all sink in.
A smile slowly crept over his lips, thumb absentmindedly pressing where Henry's note told him to, and he instantly felt the grooves of his partner's thumbprint. It was the most beautiful thing that anyone had done for him, and he sniffed, wiping at his eyes before he brought up a new text.
[text - Henry] Thank you so much. You mean the world to me, Henry. Love you very much and see you tonight. O x
Intimacy Action Prompts
@dethenryquinn said: [mwah.] sender kisses receiver slowly, keeping their mouths joined even while moving inside them. - For Ollie
Hands gripped at Henry's shoulders as he wrapped his legs around his partner's hips. His heart was pounding and he had his face buried in the other man's neck as he felt the way Henry's cock slid in and out of him with precision, with skill, with practiced ease. It didn't matter what they were doing, whether Ollie was riding Henry or fucking him, whether they were rough and needy or slow and passionate, everything that they did in their intimate moments had him feeling so in love.
The weight of Henry atop him was so familiar now, and he linked his ankles against the blonde's lower back, lifting his hips to try and meet every thrust. Muffled moans and gasps escaped him against the skin of Henry's throat as he kissed and nipped there, but when he felt a hand cupping his jaw, he lifted his head to meet his fiance's gaze.
"God, Henry... I love you..." Ollie tried his best to focus on that beautiful face, before he felt their lips meeting in a passionate, powerful kiss. His breath came heavy from his nose as he felt Henry continuing to move within him, and his hand moved between their bodies so that he could stroke himself. He matched the pace of Henry's hips, their lips not once parting as they made love, heat rising between their figures. Before long, Ollie felt himself reaching his climax, hot strings shooting from his slit as he felt every sound silenced by the kiss. It was almost hard to breathe as he rode out his high, moaning against Henry's flush lips. Fortunately, it did not take long for the other man to follow him over the edge, releasing deep within Ollie's hole with a shudder and a sound that made Ollie flustered.
Intimacy Action Prompts
@dethenryquinn said: [grind.] sender ruts against receiver through their clothing. - For Josh
This felt just like old times. Literally. Though now, they were older and a lot more experienced, yet somehow, Josh felt like a horny college kid again. Their lips were meeting in a sloppy, needy battle, tongues delving into one another's mouths and exploring the familiar territory. He felt the weight of Henry atop him, straddling him on the sofa with hands in his hair, and god it felt fucking amazing. Josh's hands found their way to Henry's firm ass, gripping him through his jeans and pulling him flush against him, resulting in deep moans from both young men, the friction it created sending a shiver down his spine.
"Fuck yeah, Henry." he mumbled, feeling the blonde beginning to grind down against him, the hardness of the other's large dick pressing against his own in the most glorious ways. "Shit, you're so hard for me... Just like that. Show me how much you need my cock in you." The words came out slightly muffled as Josh trailed his lips down Henry's throat, his hands kneading Henry's ass as he continued to rut against him. The movements were somewhat erratic, desperate, accompanied by moans and gasps whenever the friction was just right.
"You wanna cum like this? Or want me to fuck your brains out like old times?" After he spoke, Josh felt a hand gripping his hair, pulling his head back slightly and he met Henry's half-lidded eyes.
"You just don't fucking shut up, do you?"
"Uh-uh... You wouldn't have me any other way, though, would ya?" Josh grinned, lopsided as he slammed his hips upwards into Henry's and watching as the blonde's eyes rolled back into his head. "Fuck you're so hot like this. Get those fuckin' jeans off and hop on my dick right now."
Intimacy Action Prompts
@dethenryquinn said: [vice.] sender holds receiver close while finishing inside of them. - For Zeke
"Oh my god-" Zeke's words were cut off as he moaned, feeling the way Henry's huge cock seemed to reach the deepest parts of his body with every thrust. He straddled the older man's lap, glad that the chair was capable of holding the weight of both of them as he continued to bounce, rolling his hips and grinding down on that beautiful hardness. One of Henry's hands wrapped around his small waist, the other periodically smacking his ass with just enough force to toe the line between pleasure and pain. Meanwhile, both of Zeke's arms wrapped around his partner's shoulders, holding onto him for dear life as he continued to ride him.
"Good boy." Henry's growled praise sent a wave of pleasure coursing through his entire being and Zeke's head fell backwards, his curls clinging to his forehead as he moved.
"Yes... Yes, I'm your good boy." He gasped as he spoke, feeling his lover's tip nudging his prostate in ways that he had never experienced before. He hadn't even had sex before Henry, only experimented with himself, so this felt fucking incredible.
"I'm gonna fill you up, baby. Gonna fill you up so good." Zeke adored the way Henry spoke to him in their intimate moments, the dirty talk that he used, and he nodded his head in acknowledgement.
"Please, Henry. Please." The second beg was more of a whine as it trailed off into a moan and he felt Henry's movements becoming more sharp and erratic. Just as he reached his peak, the detective wrapped both arms around his young lover, holding him close and trapping his aching length between their torsos, snapping his hips once more as he released within him. A low moan escaped him accompanied by a shudder and Zeke whimpered as he felt the pulsating cock within him. Henry held him there, his hips and thighs trembling as he did so, and he just allowed Zeke to feel him, to experience the warmth of his cum within him.
"Henryyyyyy, please...." Zeke tried to move, tried to get some friction against his aching cock, and finally, he heard his partner chuckle.
"Since you asked so nicely." Henry brushed his lips over Zeke's throat before snaking a hand between them, wrapping his fingers around him and beginning to pump. The sigh of relief when there was finally contact slipped from Zeke's lips and he rutted against the other, feeling his orgasm building quickly. "That's it, baby... Cum for me like my good boy does." The words were all it took and soon, the younger blonde was coming hard, hips jerking and hole clenching around Henry's alread sensitive dick. "Fuck Zeke-" He held him through it, stroking until he was writhing and gasping for air, and finally he pulled him in close once more. "Such a good boy for me, Zeke."
Send " ❗❗❗ " for your muse to suddenly and unexpectedly kiss mine.
@dethenryquinn said: ❗❗❗ - for Ollie
It had been a long evening, dinner with some friends requiring socialisation and chatter, when Ollie wanted nothing more than to just get home with his boyfriend and fuck relax. But he put on a friendly face, involving himself in as much conversation as he could whilst being distracted by how handsome Henry looked in that moment. The dim lighting of the restaurant created a beautiful glow over his skin, caught the soft blond hair just right, and reflected in his eyes perfectly. It reminded him just how lucky he was.
By the time they got into the truck, Ollie sat in the driver's seat and only waited long enough for Henry to shut the door before he leaned over and pressed their lips together in a firm, firey kiss. His hand gripped the back of his partner's neck, holding him in place as he pushed his tongue between the other's lips deepening the kiss until they both had to break apart for breath.
"I wanted to do that all damn night, you knew what you were doing with those pants." Ollie chuckled, still leaned over with his hand holding Henry in place. "Let's get home so I can fuck you."
For Those Who've Been Hurt
@dethenryquinn said: “If you ever want to talk about it, you know I’ll always be here to listen.” - For Josh
Plucking his cigarette from his lips, Josh pondered what Henry was saying to him. While his outwards appearance was as cool and nonchalant as always, inside he was beginning to panic, and he knew that Henry would be hyper aware of that somehow. He always was. The thought of opening up about what happened, about what he had done, about what he had nearly done, was terrifying for him, given that he was someone who never liked to show vulnerability or weakness. But at the same time, if there was anyone who he could talk to about it... it was this man right there.