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He thought about Adder: please her with your mouth. Hans wasn't exactly a her and Henry truly enjoyed sucking his cock. He hadn't thought before that another man's cock could be anything but unappealing, but seeing Hans’ he reconsidered. His lord's cock was long and pale, and its tip turned a lovely shade of red whenever Henry got on his knees, much like Hans himself was tall and blushed from his ears all the way to his chest. But now Henry had other ideas. If anyone saw them, they'd be accused of sodomites, even though they hadn't done anything like that. Adder's voice rang again in his mind, please her with your mouth. Maybe… He looked up at Hans, who was panting and had thrown an arm over his eyes. Henry bobbed his head a few more times and retreated with a pop.
“Sir Hans, I have an idea.”
Hans removed his arm from his face and looked at Henry. “I hope for your sake it's a sex idea, because if you stopped sucking my cock to tell me something idiotic about some bandits I'll have you clapped on the stocks, blacksmith's boy.”
Henry chuckled. “Don't worry, my lord, I hope you'll enjoy this. Just… trust me. If you really hate it I'll stop and we'll never try it again.”
“Alright, I trust you. So, what is it that you want to do?”
“It's better if I show you.”
Henry took his lord's cock into his mouth again, licking lazily at the shaft for a short while until Hans was panting again. Then he took it in his hand and tugged at it while he started kissing his inner thighs, tenderly but sometimes a bit more rough, leaving some marks that only he would see. Slowly, he made his way to his lord's arse, and parted his cheeks. He felt Hans tense.
“You said you'd trust me.”
Hans released a sigh and Henry felt some of his tension leave, but not all.
“Yes, yes, I trust you.”
Henry resumed his ministrations, never letting go of his lord's cock in his hand. Finally, he made his way to Hans' hole and started carefully licking the rim. Hans squirmed a bit but didn't stop him, which Henry took as encouragement and he picked up the pace a bit. Eventually, he pushed his tongue inside and the lord gasped. Henry tightened the hand around Hans’ cock and with the other, parted his cheeks a little more so he could have better access. He was enjoying this immensely, if his own hard cock was proof enough. Hans carded his fingers through his hair, which meant he was enjoying this too. This only made Henry harder, if it was even possible.
“H-Henry… I… Please…” Hans gasped for air and Henry quickened the pace of his hand while mercilessly fucking him with his tongue. He felt Hans’ cock stiffen with his release, shooting ropes of cum into his own chest. He lavishly licked at his hole until he was completely spent and then detached his aching mouth of Hans’ noble arse.
Henry's aching cock twitched as if begging for attention and he gave it a few tugs while he stared at his lover. Hans looked the prettiest in these moments, covered in sweat and cum, blushing and panting, with his eyes unfocused in the ecstasy post release.
“Come here, Henry.” Hans lazily put up his arms, inviting Henry into an embrace and Henry happily complied. Hans kissed him and grabbed his cock in his hand, much softer than a calloused blacksmith's, with long, practiced fingers. He broke the kiss to add, somewhat coyly, “I may not be… averse… to do this again some other time.”
“I would hope to do so, as I believe you actually quite enjoyed it, Sir.”
Hans blushed even harder, which Henry didn't think would be possible, and opened his mouth to retort but Henry stopped him with a deep kiss. He tightened his embrace on Hans until they were both sticky with cum and sweat while his lord worked him with his hand. At some point, Hans broke the kiss and trailed smaller kisses down his body until he found his cock. Henry felt the wetness of his mouth engulf him and grunted. When he looked down, he saw Hans was staring back at him while he bobbed his head up and down. Henry grabbed the sides of his head and started imposing his rhythm, until he was just fucking his lord's mouth. He felt Hans choke and slowed down a bit, but Hans grabbed him tighter and took him deeper, until tears sprung from his eyes. Henry caressed his cheeks, thumbing lovingly over the tears but then resumed his pace.
This sight of Hans was something that Henry wanted to remember for the rest of his life. The haughty lord all red and tear-streaked with a mouthful of cock, of his cock, was probably the most debauched thing he had ever seen in his life. Then, he remembered his unshared plans for his lord's arse and that was enough to send him over the edge. He grabbed Hans’ head and didn't let go of him until he had spent all his seed into his mouth. When he finally released him, he heard the sound of spitting and chuckled in a low voice.
Hans grumbled with no bite, “You're gonna leave marks if you grab me that hard, you brute!”
This only made Henry laugh, they both knew he had enjoyed it thoroughly. “Aye, now I remember the best part of having my cock up your mouth, I don't have to listen to you complain about everything.”
Hans poked him on the ribs “Is this the way you speak to your lord, blacksmith's boy?”
“Mhmm, whenever I can get away with it. Somehow I don't think you'll want to explain to Sir Hanush that you clapped me on the stocks for fucking you too hard on the mouth. Also, I believe you quite liked it.”
“You may have a point, especially in that last part. Oh, well, in that case I'll grant you an official pardon.”
Henry grabbed Hans in a new embrace and kissed him chastely. Hans smiled at him and splayed himself over Henry. The weight of him felt nice, his warm body made for a lovely blanket, and after a short while he fell asleep.