16 and firstprince from your prompt list? ❤️🫠 hehe
16. resting their hand on the other's thigh, slowly stroking it
“Alex.”
Alex smiles innocently. There’s a beat, and then he starts again. His fingers flex lightly before he starts stroking his pinky up and down the seam of Henry’s trousers.
“Alex. I’m driving.”
“It’s not my fault that my boyfriend looks super fucking hot when he’s driving.” His hand creeps higher up Henry’s thigh.
“You’re a complete reprobate.” Alex’s finger sweeps upwards, dangerously high. When Henry chances a glance at him, Alex bats his eyelashes. “No.”
“I didn’t ask you anything.”
“You didn’t have to. I’m not changing my stance on what you so elegantly referred to as ‘road head’.”
the intimate moments list was made for henry and alex!!! when you feel like it, #1 or #11 please. thank you!!
whoever you are, nonnie, I hope you see this!
1. hugging them from behind, laying their head on the other's shoulder / 11. pressing a kiss onto the other's hair
He shuffles into the kitchen to find Henry standing at the stove. Sliding his hands around his waist, Alex presses a kiss to the back of Henry’s head. “Pancakes?”
“Pancakes,” Henry confirms as Alex hums happily into his back. Henry may not be the greatest cook, but he’s perfected pancakes.
“Coffee?”
“It’s behind you, love. Single words only? Things must be dire.”
Alex pulls his head away from Henry’s shoulder and finds his favourite mug on the counter, steam rising. He grabs it and takes a sip. “Love you.”
“I don’t know if you’re talking to me or the coffee.”
#6 for firstprince and the intimate moments prompts! Good luck shaking your words loose!
God, this is so far overdue it's really rather embarrassing, but here we are. I'm doing the rest of these as drabbles in an effort to actually do them and remind myself that writing is a thing that I can do instead of just staring at them.
6. playing with the other's hair
The late afternoon sun is warm on Alex’s skin, Henry’s chest solid as it rises and falls beneath his head; it’s quiet, just the rhythmic lapping of the water below the dock and the gentle sensation of Henry’s fingers carding through his hair.
It’s not often that Alex is still, but Henry’s fingers – so adept at wringing all kinds of pleasure out of Alex’s body – are working some kind of magic spell over him as they lay on the dock. He feels relaxed, calm, his million miles an hour brain slowed and focusing just on this moment.
Sorry this has taken so long, Lemon! I’ve been doing these prompts as drabbles to try and get them done!
21. cuddling in the first morning light
Carlos snorts softly when he sees that TK has migrated onto the edge of Carlos’ pillow, arm outstretched as if he was looking for Carlos. It’s not an uncommon sight; it makes Carlos’ heart thump a little harder every time.
He lifts TK’s arm gently, sliding back into bed, intending to read until TK wakes. TK snuggles into his hip, arm slung across Carlos’ thighs.
He’s distracted though, by the soft morning light dancing across TK’s skin, by TK’s hair tickling his bare belly.
TK kisses his hip, his thigh then looks up at Carlos through his lashes.
sorry for the delay, Anne! You've probably forgotten you even sent me this prompt 🙈
15. absentmindedly massaging each other
Carlos nuzzles TK’s hand, not unlike Buttercup when he wants a pat. “Mm, don’t stop.”
TK looks down, puzzled until he realises that he’d been carding his fingers through Carlos’ hair. He hadn’t noticed he was doing it, too engrossed in the movie while Carlos was half-asleep in his lap. Carlos rolls onto his belly, pressing a kiss to the bare skin above TK’s knee.
“More please,” he mumbles.
TK obliges, because he can’t say no to his husband, raking his fingers through soft curls gently before applying more pressure to his scalp as Carlos hums happily against his leg.
Okay, so this is an ask from FEBRUARY which is honestly quite shameful.
But @kiwiana-writes mentioned the time I tagged him in a “share your last sentence written and tag as many people as there are words” and he couldn't play cos his last sentence was 61 words long and @liminalmemories21 said something like "anything can be seven sentences if you try hard enough" and that made me want to write a single sentence drabble so:
Single Sentence (Drabble) Sunday
the rules are: write a true drabble, aka exactly 100 words, that is also one sentence long. That’s it. Topic, fandom, etc is up to you. Let your emdashes, semicolons, and purple prose run free, and just have fucking fun with it.
The air leaves Alex’s lungs in a rush as he exhales, stolen from him; no matter how many times he told himself that he wanted this, no matter how much he wants to feel the way Henry looks when they do this the other way, the fucking truth of the matter is that nothing could have prepared him for the way it feels when Henry presses into him for the first time – the overwhelming sensation of Henry filling him, surrounding him, and when he finally fucking moves, Alex has no choice but to submit to the pleasure of it all.
Open tag but also tagging: @everwitch-magiks @three-drink-amy @porcelainmortal @anchoredarchangel @mostlyinthemorning
I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to get to this! Here's a tiny drabble AU for you:
There are plenty of things to dislike about the London public transit system, but Henry’s regular commute does have its benefits.
Every day Henry sits on the bus and watches it fill up until the beautiful man gets on. Inevitably, the bus is full and Henry is greeted with the spectacular view of the man’s arse at eye level.
A daily treat. It never occurs to Henry to do anything more than enjoy the view.
Until one day, the driver brakes particularly forcefully and Henry finds himself with a lapful of the beautiful, curly-haired man.
“Well, hello sweetheart,” he drawls.
