#((l. listen. he demanded i continue this KFHDSAKJFSKA))

[ladyseidr]

@slaughterlocked ( continued from here )

He liked it: William being a bit difficult even when under Henry's ministrations. In fact, it was pooling in his stomach; it made his cock ache. But best of all, it meant plenty of excuse for Henry to keep teasing. And he was, fingers no longer fucking William open, instead insistently pressing against the spot that made William's back arch. Let William pull him in, pressed his mouth near his ear and spoke low: "If it's so obvious, you shouldn't have any problem saying it, should you?" Teeth against skin; he was smiling. Uncharacteristically cocky if he had been anywhere but over William.

The insistence, the impatience, drew a chuckle from him, Henry sitting back on his knees. He pulled his fingers away, and then promptly ignored William's previous demands. Instead, he ran his palms down William's thighs, eyes raking over his body and hands following suit as they ran up his hips to his stomach. "You're a pretty thing when you're desperate." ( The sort of comment he would have been too embarrassed to make if his lust hadn't coated right over his pride. )

He reached down between his thighs, lining himself up and teasing himself against William's entrance. "Not sure I should reward the attitude, though." He couldn't resist pushing back, not letting William get away with his persistence. If it was mostly bluster—Henry couldn't take waiting much longer either—well, that was neither here nor there.