Henry moaned softly while he held onto the red haired man tight, willing his heart to stop its wild rhythm, but it was a difficult thing for him to do after the mindblowing fuck he just had, and the even more devilshy fact that he was still filled to the brim with the male's cock inside of him, his hole clamping greedily around it, unwilling to let go while the final shocks of his orgasm ran through him. Laying there in bed with his lover embraced tightly in his arms, Henry felt like he could lay that way forever.
It had been a while since he had moved out from the campus dorms so he could live at his own place, and being the Prince of England, that was something he got done easily. It wasn't often, almost never that he used his title for personal gain, but this time he wanted it to be so; he wanted his own place, so that he and Marc could be together whenever they wanted, away from prying, judging eyes that followed them with how many times the man sneaked into the Prince's bedroom, almost every night. And much to Shaun's blissed relief, he could now fullfil his duties way more dilligently, in the affairs of being Henry's personal assistant and basically bodyguard. So it was a win-win thing, for everyone.
"If it was physically possible, I would keep you like this forever" he finally whispered in the man's air, the perfectly chiselled body still covering him like the most perfect blanket. He pulled his head back a bit and grinned. "I'm not kidding" he declared with a soft chuckle, but soon the oversensitivity started to take over, and they carefully pulled back from one another, Marc now pulling Henry to lay half atop of him. He caressed the strong lines of his abs with his fingertips and bit his lip down slightly before he looked up at him. "I have something I want to ask you- or ask of you, something. Gosh, I'm babbling already." He chuckled nervously.
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