Name: Loss of Control
Note: Part one is also in my 'Alexander and Hepheastion drabbles' story. This is rated M for mature scenes, the rest of the chapters may vary.
Loss of Control
When the pair of lips came crashing down to his, Alexander lost control. His entire life had been about control. Control your actions in public, boy, his father used to tell him, if you are to be the next king. But all that and more was lost when Hephaestion, his faithful, wonderful, beautiful best friend, and second in command, brushed his hand upon his thigh, his eyes full of mischief. For a moment, Alexander thought it'd been an accident, which occurred naturally in an enclosed space such as they were in. But when it happened again and again and he found himself needing –no, wanting- the touch, he knew something was wrong. With a questioning look, he turned to Hephaestion. Before he knew what had happened, a pair of lips, confident and soft, came crashing down on his own. For the second time that day, he thought it was an accident; surely that was what it was. Hephaestion had slipped and their faces ended up together in what could only be a mistaken ki- was that a tongue trying to open his lips?
With a noise he'd never admit to making, Alexander opened his mouth and brought his hand to Hephaestion's neck, tilting the brunets head back slightly. For his part, Hephaestion smiled in their kiss, his eyes opening slightly, letting their sharp blue colour assure Alexander that he wanted this, before closing and leaning further into the prince. Alexander had never before been kissed, something he'd never admit, but he felt in his desire that this kiss, this wondrous spectacle, could never compare to another lips. The feel of Hephaestion's, his Phae's, lips under his was heavenly. His hand, which now sneaked higher on his thigh, left a hot trail on Alexander's skin that matched that which he felt on his lips.
Alexander pulled away and Hephaestion unwillingly let him move away. He brought a hand up to his lips, his eyes on Hephaestion, and felt a smile coming on. Hephaestion smiled back, his eyes shone brilliantly as he stood and went to stand in front of his prince. Alexander remained quiet, his fingers still traced his lips, and stared into the two blue orbs that were Hephaestion's eyes. He saw nothing but love radiating from them and, without a second thought, he closed the space between them with a kiss.
Hephaestion returned the kiss and, arm wrapping around Alexander's waist, pulled the blond closer. Alexander sighed hungrily as their bodies collided and he was pushed back, uncomfortably, on the floor where they'd been sitting. Everything was forgotten when Hephaestion's body fell atop him over, the heat of his body feeling wonderful against him. He brought a up to take a fistful of Hephasition's chiton, rocking their, now aching, erections together. A shiver passed through Alexander's body as he felt his body react to the general as his hips rolled on top of Alexander's body. Their lips separated, a sigh erupting from Alexander's mouth and their bodies pressed together further.
And then, it was over.