Breaking the Ice Interlude: Part One
Bit by Bit
Hephaistion traced his index finger slowly along Alexander's nose, moving with the hump at the bridge and following through to the slight turned up tip. He watched his finger move along, down parted, chapped lips and firm chin, trapped in a numbed trance. Which lasted as long as it took for Alexander to reach behind the brunette and pinch his bottom. Hephaistion yelped, reaching back to grab Alexander's hand as the blonde grinned lasciviously, thrusting his firm erection against the brunette's thigh. "That's not yours!"
Alexander only squeezed the round globe harder as Hephaistion protested and struggled to roll away from the other boy. "Oh, but I think it is. It's mine along with everything else in this kingdom!" Hephaistion only laughed as they rolled, Alexander pinning him to the bed and nestling himself between the brunette's thighs. "Oh, really? It's yours, is it? Last I checked it still belonged to your father, His Highness, brat." Alexander grunted, frowning down at the smiling boy underneath him. He raised his head in show of grand authority, "A minor technicality. And being Heir has just as many rights as being King. But the fact of the matter is that at least Iown you," Alexander grazed his fingers along Hephaistion's hip, traveling down and under to caress the brunette's right cheek, "And this." Hephaistion sucked in a deep breath as the prince started to play with him, fueling his desires with talented fingers and tricks. He moaned and turned his head away as Alexander leaned toward him for a kiss, grinding their hips together.
The blonde breathed in Hephaistion's sent as he rubbed his nose and lips against the blue-eyed boy's long neck. He loved the salty tang of the other boy's skin, the leather and sweat smell that clung to him after a full day's doings. Alexander ground his hips against the brunette's again, his left hand reaching up to stroke Hehpaistion's cheek, turning his head toward the prince's. Alexander smiled at the flush to Hephaistion's face, gasping in time with the steady grinding. "I think," a kiss, "I could only," another, "really be with you," another, "Hephaistion…" a harsh gasp, "when you're dirty." Hephaistion chocked on a moan, his toes curling and his back arching as he tightened his grip in the sheets, and his head turned away from Alexander's, becoming smothered in a soft white pillow. Alexander was still thrusting and grinding against him when his mind finally allowed him to think clearly again, and after another few quick, almost frantic thrusts Alexander came on top of him.
They lay, gasping and flushed in a boneless heap until Hephaistion started laughing. Alexander lifted himself onto his elbows and looked down at the grinning boy. He had no clue as to what had influenced the sudden mirth. Maybe he really wasn't all that good…? Alexander frowned, determined not to take offence, "What's so funny?" Hephaistion's laughter subsided into slight giggles as he pressed his face into the pillow harder. He couldn't believe what Alexander had said not a few minutes ago! "You're a random bastard if I ever saw one, Alexander!" When the blonde only stared back into the other boy's one unhidden blue eye, Hephaistion grinned. "Amongst everything going through a person's head during such a time, you, Alexander, decided to tell me that you're fine with sleeping with me when I'm dirty. I came out of shear surprise, you dolt!"
Alexander tilted his head to the side, "But it's true, Hephaistion." At the other boy's laughter Alexander shook his head and smiled. "It is! I can't stand being dirty, or to have anyone around me in such a state. It's unnatural and I'm sure the gods mustn't approve of such things." Hephaistion only smiled indulgently, twirling his fingers in Alexander's blonde curls. "But with you…" Alexander leaned down and drew Hephaistion into a slow, deep kiss, entwining the brunette's free hand with his. "With me?" Hephaistion said, as they broke apart, resting their foreheads together. Alexander bumped their noses back and forth, leaving small kisses on the corners of the other boy's mouth. "With you it's always okay. And all I want to do is rub you all over me so that I can soak you up, bit," a caress, a grope, "by," a kiss and a moan, "bit."
Hephaistion chuckled, laughing at Alexander's insatiable mood. "Ah! That's not yours…"