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An Independent, Selective, medium activity, multi-muse, singular fandom roleplay blog with muses from the book/movie Red, White and Royal Blue. Written and adored by Marie. 18+ may contain content that others might consider triggering. NSFT friendly.
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Alright my lovelies, this blog has MOVED over to the above link! I kept misspelling my own damn username among many things, so i think this'll help my brain haha. I am slowly moving threads over as well, so if we're in a thread together that you want to keep please let me know! Marie
ooc: these lovelies are going to get a new blog! i'm having trouble with tagging and some weird clunk on this one, so a reset might be a good thing. If you're interested in following, please like this post!
Henry is by no means an expert when it comes to being on top, but he does like to think he's an expert in Alexander Claremont Diaz, and he knows by now how the man reacts to him, though its never quite the same twice, it never fails to get his heart stuttering in his chest, Alex's moans going straight to his cock which is already leaking.
"I've got you, sweetheart," He promises, leaning into kiss Alex deeply as he pulls his fingers out, slowly and carefully, pulling one of Alex's legs over his shoulder to give him a little better access, meeting his lips in a soft kiss as he breaches him, a soft curse spilling from his lips as Alex's warm heat caresses the tip of his cock for the very first time uncovered. He hadn't thought sex could get any better... but now Henry realises just how wrong he'd been. "Fuck, Alex," he breathes, cupping the other's cheek so he can watch his expression, scanning it for any signs of pain or panic.
Alex doesn't find himself in this position very often, but he's sure as hell not complaining. Being INSIDE Henry for the first time had been a life changing experience. Like his entire insides had been taken apart and put together lightly rearranged, for the better, really. But having Henry inside of HIM for the first time? Alex doesn't quite know how to describe it, he's not sure he will ever be able to.
A SLIVER of that feeling returns every time they do this, and this time around it's even more intense. "Fuck...baby..." Alex keens, pressing his hips back against Henry to get him in deeper. "I can feel...ALL of you...shit...so good..."
"Fuck," Henry agrees with a low moan, panting slightly as he watches Alex keen, catching his lips in a long kiss. "You're so - I can feel you pulling me in, the very... veins of you, God, you're everywhere, fuck, I feel so ... deep in you." Which is madness, he knows, because they've done this before, but somehow it's so much more right now, and he adores every part of it. It's addictive, and he never wants to let go.
Henry watches Alex's every reaction to his fingers, drinking it in, nibbling at the other's lips, sucking his tongue into his own mouth, the lobe of his ear, anywhere his lips can touch, their cocks brushing together at every jut forward from Alex's hips. "Anything you want, darling," he promises, slipping another finger into Alex and scissoring them a bit, watching Alex's face as he does, his own breath coming out in soft low moans. "Fuck, darling, you look absolutely ravished already - fuck... can't wait to be inside you."
Every time Alex finds himself in this position, it feels like a WHOLE NEW experience. He's once thought that sex with Henry is never the same twice, and somehow that seems to be even more true when he's the one to be fucked. He's absolutely not complaining, it's just...an observation that kind of goes out the window the moment a third finger is pressed into him.
"Fuck!" Alex' back arches off the bed and he fists one hand in the sheet, while the other comes to hold onto Henry's shoulder. "Baby..." his voice is strained and yet impossibly soft at the SAME TIME and Alex groans, forcing his eyes open to meet Henry's. "Just...yeah...please...need you inside of me..."
Henry is by no means an expert when it comes to being on top, but he does like to think he's an expert in Alexander Claremont Diaz, and he knows by now how the man reacts to him, though its never quite the same twice, it never fails to get his heart stuttering in his chest, Alex's moans going straight to his cock which is already leaking.
"I've got you, sweetheart," He promises, leaning into kiss Alex deeply as he pulls his fingers out, slowly and carefully, pulling one of Alex's legs over his shoulder to give him a little better access, meeting his lips in a soft kiss as he breaches him, a soft curse spilling from his lips as Alex's warm heat caresses the tip of his cock for the very first time uncovered. He hadn't thought sex could get any better... but now Henry realises just how wrong he'd been. "Fuck, Alex," he breathes, cupping the other's cheek so he can watch his expression, scanning it for any signs of pain or panic.
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considering moving everything to a new blog as my tags are messing about and im being spammed constantly! should i keep my username or try something a bit different?
Henry nods, with a grin, nipping at Alex's lower lip as he keeps his fingers still, letting Alex chase them till Alex makes his request, nodding. "Fucking hell," he breathes, before letting two fingers breach the other - usually he'd go one at a time, but that's not what either of them wants right now, and Henry's not sure how long he'll last if they wring this out. "I love you so much, you know that, right?" He asks, fingers brushing against his prostate.
"Mhm..." Alex makes a content noise in the back of his throat before he GASPS when Henry's fingers push into him. It's rough, especially since he hasn't done this in a while, but it's worth it, he knows as much. The overwhelming NEED he feels for Henry to be inside of him helps, too, and soon enough Alex is keening, rolling his hips to meet Henry's thrusts with his fingers. "Ngh...me too...so much...fuck...BABY...right there just...one more please?"
Henry watches Alex's every reaction to his fingers, drinking it in, nibbling at the other's lips, sucking his tongue into his own mouth, the lobe of his ear, anywhere his lips can touch, their cocks brushing together at every jut forward from Alex's hips. "Anything you want, darling," he promises, slipping another finger into Alex and scissoring them a bit, watching Alex's face as he does, his own breath coming out in soft low moans. "Fuck, darling, you look absolutely ravished already - fuck... can't wait to be inside you."
Henry grins at the reaction, and he savours the way Alex's body falls open for him, like its made for him, but he keeps that thought to himself for now, cataloguing all of the other's reactions. "How do you want it?" He asks instead, capturing Alex's lips in another kiss, nibbling his bottom lip. "My fingers, I mean? Want me to draw it out, or hard and fast? Your rules, sweetheart." he promises, watching Alex's eyes.
Alex moans into the kiss, hips rolling on their own accord, pushing Alex' body against Henry's fingers again and again, searching for that much needed contact and friction. "Hard and fast," he then breathes, "Just...want you inside of me like...yesterday." His cock is definitely hard and leaking between then, and Alex knows he'll probably come before Henry's done, but he also knows it doesn't matter. If anything, it'll be an amazing sight, Henry's chest and stomach covered in streaks of his come. Fuck. "Please."
Henry nods, with a grin, nipping at Alex's lower lip as he keeps his fingers still, letting Alex chase them till Alex makes his request, nodding. "Fucking hell," he breathes, before letting two fingers breach the other - usually he'd go one at a time, but that's not what either of them wants right now, and Henry's not sure how long he'll last if they wring this out. "I love you so much, you know that, right?" He asks, fingers brushing against his prostate.
Their cocks sliding together drags another moan from Henry, his body shuddering in response. "I trust you too," he promises, moaning against Alex's lips at the words that are dripping from the other's mouth. "Jesus Christ, keep talking like that and you won't have to wait for me to cum," He laughs helplessly, kissing Alex again, sloppy and heated. "You don't have to beg me, love... God, yes. I want to be inside you, feel you around me bare, I want it all." He breathes, hips rolling against Alex's as they talk and kiss.
His fingers are still a little wet from Alex's saliva, so Henry brings them down, slipping between the crack of Alex's butt, circling the edge of his hole, a little teasingly, watching the other's reaction. "Is this what you want, love?" he breathes, nipping down on Alex's lip with a grin.
Alex has ALWAYS been good at the dirty talk, mainly because he's always been good at talking, and saying what he wants. Henry makes it even easier though, and he's so responsive that this is a turn on in itself, really. "Good...me too." He manages eventually, and all the images of what Henry wants to do to him, what Alex wants Henry to do to him, come flooding back into his mind and he groans.
Alex' legs fall open on instinct, and he think, for a moment, that this is a little like riding a bike. A smile finds its way onto his lips, faltering only when he feels Henry's fingers against his hole. "Oh." he gasps, a small groan following suit as he pushes against the other man's hand. "Yes. PLEASE..."
Henry grins at the reaction, and he savours the way Alex's body falls open for him, like its made for him, but he keeps that thought to himself for now, cataloguing all of the other's reactions. "How do you want it?" He asks instead, capturing Alex's lips in another kiss, nibbling his bottom lip. "My fingers, I mean? Want me to draw it out, or hard and fast? Your rules, sweetheart." he promises, watching Alex's eyes.
Henry can't help but whine at the idea himself; he'd be lying if he said he hasn't thought about it before now, and there's been no one but Alex since all this began. In the back of his mind, there's a voice that sounds like Philip and Shaan combined that warns him its stupid to take anyone's word for it, but this is Alex, his Alex, and if the other lies to him about this... well then, that's something they'll deal with when that bridge is crossed.
But he trusts Alex more than anything, and maybe that's dumb, but Henry doesn't care, and he kisses Alex back with fever, unable to deny the allure of the idea. "I'm clean too," he breathes, heart stuttering in his chest. "I have my last results if you want them, get checked every month," or whenever he sees Alex, just in case. Not that he'd ever expected the American to suggest this, but things can always go wrong. Condoms break, or just don't work. Henry's lack of a sexual education growing up has led to him being far more vigilant in later life.
"There's no one else for me," he adds, in case Alex has any doubts - he hopes he doesn't. "Last time I was with anyone else was... a few months before i kissed you at your party. Shaan can attest." He glances at the condom in Alex's hand, and then cups the other's cheek. "Are you sure?"
Alex has been thinking about it, too. Sometimes it's a more prominent thought on his mind, and sometimes it's just there, tethering on the edge, but he's never brought it up before, having decided he'd leave the choice up to Henry, whether he wants to or not. They've been going steady for a while though, and Alex KNOWS there's no one else for him other than Henry.
"Yeah...yeah...so fucking sure baby." He rolls his hips to meet Henry's, proof enough in the way his cock is hard, sliding against the other man's. "I've got the results on my phone if you want them, but I trust you," he adds, leaning up to capture Henry's lips in a sloppy, messy kiss, breathing hard.
"Just...get your fingers inside me, please? I wanna ride you...and feel you inside me...bare...and watch you make a mess of me, have your cum drip from my hole...PLEASE baby..."
Their cocks sliding together drags another moan from Henry, his body shuddering in response. "I trust you too," he promises, moaning against Alex's lips at the words that are dripping from the other's mouth. "Jesus Christ, keep talking like that and you won't have to wait for me to cum," He laughs helplessly, kissing Alex again, sloppy and heated. "You don't have to beg me, love... God, yes. I want to be inside you, feel you around me bare, I want it all." He breathes, hips rolling against Alex's as they talk and kiss.
His fingers are still a little wet from Alex's saliva, so Henry brings them down, slipping between the crack of Alex's butt, circling the edge of his hole, a little teasingly, watching the other's reaction. "Is this what you want, love?" he breathes, nipping down on Alex's lip with a grin.
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Watching Alex suck on his fingers, Henry thinks on that for a moment. Not that watching Alex isn't doing things to him, especially as the image of the other sucking him off is still so fresh in his mind's eye, but now, he can't stop thinking.
"Well then, if we're talking specific fantasies..." His grin is wicked but Henry's never lose contact with Alex's, studying them for their reaction. "I think first of all, I'd quite like you to ride me - I want to see your face when I cum inside you, if you're up for that?" He adds, slipping a third finger into Alex's mouth, his gaze can only be described as hungry. "Then, when you're so blissed out you can't think straight, I'm going to fuck you, because i like the way I can resort you to nothing but a babbling mess, and maybe then... maybe then I'll let you find release." He pulls his fingers from Alex's lips, without warning, eyes sparkling. "Thoughts? Suggestions?"
NOW we're talking, Alex thinks with a slight grin, groaning around Henry's fingers in his mouth as the images in his mind come to life. He wonders if Henry's been thinking about this before, if he had been meaning to ask Alex for those things and hadn't been able to in the post orgasmic haze, but man is Alex glad that he's asking for them now.
"Thoughts?" he finally says when Henry pulls his fingers free, "Fuck yes. I mean. Have you HEARD yourself? That sounds fucking fantastic." He's grinning, a little breathless still as he pulls Henry down for a kiss. "I do have one suggestion though," He reaches for the condom discarded on the bed and holds it up. "I'm clean, and you know there's nobody else. I want to FEEL you fill me up..."
Henry can't help but whine at the idea himself; he'd be lying if he said he hasn't thought about it before now, and there's been no one but Alex since all this began. In the back of his mind, there's a voice that sounds like Philip and Shaan combined that warns him its stupid to take anyone's word for it, but this is Alex, his Alex, and if the other lies to him about this... well then, that's something they'll deal with when that bridge is crossed.
But he trusts Alex more than anything, and maybe that's dumb, but Henry doesn't care, and he kisses Alex back with fever, unable to deny the allure of the idea. "I'm clean too," he breathes, heart stuttering in his chest. "I have my last results if you want them, get checked every month," or whenever he sees Alex, just in case. Not that he'd ever expected the American to suggest this, but things can always go wrong. Condoms break, or just don't work. Henry's lack of a sexual education growing up has led to him being far more vigilant in later life.
"There's no one else for me," he adds, in case Alex has any doubts - he hopes he doesn't. "Last time I was with anyone else was... a few months before i kissed you at your party. Shaan can attest." He glances at the condom in Alex's hand, and then cups the other's cheek. "Are you sure?"
It's a delicious feeling, knowing he can make the other feel like this, and Henry enjoys every sound and move Alex makes, storing them up in his head for those times when he's alone, and missing Alex terribly. "For the record," He states, nudging their noses together, "You are my fantasy. I'm living my fantasy, every day I get to be with you, love."
Henry smiles, tracing Alex's lips with the pad of his fingers after they kiss, watching his eyes, before pushing two fingers against the plushness of the American's lips. "Suck?" He half requests, half orders, his voice softer than his words.
"I know, I know. But I'm talking SPECIFIC fantasies, baby." Alex laughs softly. Sometimes he thinks Henry's a very elaborate dream he's come up with, because he seems too good to be true, but then he gets to touch Henry, and have him moan Alex' name, and he's so, so glad it's all real.
Alex' breath hitches in his chest and he lets out a groan, parting his lips for Henry's fingers to slip in. He runs the tip of his tongue across them and then presses it flat against the fingers, sucking them into his mouth, his eyes never leaving Henry's.
Watching Alex suck on his fingers, Henry thinks on that for a moment. Not that watching Alex isn't doing things to him, especially as the image of the other sucking him off is still so fresh in his mind's eye, but now, he can't stop thinking.
"Well then, if we're talking specific fantasies..." His grin is wicked but Henry's never lose contact with Alex's, studying them for their reaction. "I think first of all, I'd quite like you to ride me - I want to see your face when I cum inside you, if you're up for that?" He adds, slipping a third finger into Alex's mouth, his gaze can only be described as hungry. "Then, when you're so blissed out you can't think straight, I'm going to fuck you, because i like the way I can resort you to nothing but a babbling mess, and maybe then... maybe then I'll let you find release." He pulls his fingers from Alex's lips, without warning, eyes sparkling. "Thoughts? Suggestions?"
Henry pulls back just a little so that he can search Alex's eyes, but something in them must convince him, because then he's right back to kissing him again, rolling his wrists a little. If he's honest, he wouldn't have minded Alex riding him while he was tied up ... but its his own fault for not being eloquent enough to state that's what he wants, and any day where he gets to be with Alex is a good day.
He makes the most of the fact that he's now freed once his wrists feel like they have blood flowing in them again, flipping them around so that the other is underneath him, Henry's hands on Alex's skin, trailing down it, flicking at his nipples to see the reaction that gets, lips crashing against Alex's as he reaches into the sidedrawer for a condom and lube, looking down at Alex, meeting his eyes as he slides it on. "tell me what you want," he breathes, pulling away from his lips just enough to issue the request.
Alex is usually the one who tops, but he also enjoys being at the other end of Henry's royal authority, and he does very much enjoy the feeling of being filled up by the other man. It's a rarer occurrence, but he treasures it even more for that. "Baby..." Alex mutters, a low moan escaping his lips at Henry's touch, shivering just a little as he adjusts beneath the other, leaning up to nip at his bottom lip.
"It's your fantasy, sweetheart." He replies with a smile, "I told you: ANYTHING you want," And Alex means it. He doesn't think it's going to be anything outrageous, which they'd have to talk about first, but he's pretty sure he'd try anything once with Henry. "Just wanna feel you."
It's a delicious feeling, knowing he can make the other feel like this, and Henry enjoys every sound and move Alex makes, storing them up in his head for those times when he's alone, and missing Alex terribly. "For the record," He states, nudging their noses together, "You are my fantasy. I'm living my fantasy, every day I get to be with you, love."
Henry smiles, tracing Alex's lips with the pad of his fingers after they kiss, watching his eyes, before pushing two fingers against the plushness of the American's lips. "Suck?" He half requests, half orders, his voice softer than his words.
Henry groans helplessly, his hips moving almost of their own accord into Alex's mouth, moaning at the heat, the perfectness of Alex's tongue working its magic on him. He lets the other adjust him, to the point where Henry can almost feel the back of Alex's throat against his cock, and that's what pushes him overboard, the way his lover swallows, and then he's gone - spilling hot cum down the other's throat, whining Alex's name, eyes on Alex, letting the other fill his senses as he comes down from the high.
"I want to fuck you," he breathes, pupils blown wide , and its not often Henry asks for this, not in this way, either, usually he uses terms like make love - usually Alex tops, and Henry is fine, more than fine, with that, but not today - today he's desperate to fill the other, inside and out, to be enough so that Alex remembers the sensations when they're away from each other, dealing with the realities of their worlds. "Please... sweetheart, please?" even now, its up to Alex as to whether he accepts, and Henry will understand, but the desire to be inside the other is overwhelming.
Alex KNOWS the signs to look for, knows just what to do to get Henry to fall off the edge. He'd known it wouldn't be long this time around, but it doesn't matter. What matters is that Henry gets to unwind and relax, because he deserves it, and Alex will certainly not complain about the way Henry feels beneath him, still tied up and writhing off the bed as he comes down his throat.
"Baby..." Alex mutters, kissing the inside of Henry's thigh before sitting up and licking his lips. Admittedly, he doesn't expect Henry to ask to top him, but again, he doesn't complain about that, either. He runs his hands up Henry's arms and slowly unties him, rubbing circles into his wrists to get the blood flowing again before kissing him, deep and slow. "Yeah, of course, anything you want."
Henry pulls back just a little so that he can search Alex's eyes, but something in them must convince him, because then he's right back to kissing him again, rolling his wrists a little. If he's honest, he wouldn't have minded Alex riding him while he was tied up ... but its his own fault for not being eloquent enough to state that's what he wants, and any day where he gets to be with Alex is a good day.
He makes the most of the fact that he's now freed once his wrists feel like they have blood flowing in them again, flipping them around so that the other is underneath him, Henry's hands on Alex's skin, trailing down it, flicking at his nipples to see the reaction that gets, lips crashing against Alex's as he reaches into the sidedrawer for a condom and lube, looking down at Alex, meeting his eyes as he slides it on. "tell me what you want," he breathes, pulling away from his lips just enough to issue the request.
It hasn't even been that long since they started this, but Henry can already feel his body close to spilling, biting back a moan at the look on Alex's face right before the other reassumes his current task. Henry closes his eyes and just breathes, trying to stop himself from arriving embarrassingly early. "Alex..." he whispers, through his teeth, trying not to moan, his hips bucking into Alex's mouth, his wonderfully wicked tongue. "darling, please..." he's not quite sure what he's asking for - release or further torture, or what, but if anyone can figure it out, it's the gorgeous man between his legs.
Alex doesn't mind that Henry is already close, if anything it's a testament to how well he knows the other's body, and what makes him tick. Whenever Alex is wound up, Henry can bring him to the brink of release just AS EASILY, and he's only here to return that favor. "Yeah...of course baby..." He mutters around him, slowing down only briefly to be able to tell him just that, "You can let go..." he can take it, and he WANTS to take it too, doubling his effort as he swallows the other down, one leg pulled over his shoulder so he can take him in. a little deeper.
Henry groans helplessly, his hips moving almost of their own accord into Alex's mouth, moaning at the heat, the perfectness of Alex's tongue working its magic on him. He lets the other adjust him, to the point where Henry can almost feel the back of Alex's throat against his cock, and that's what pushes him overboard, the way his lover swallows, and then he's gone - spilling hot cum down the other's throat, whining Alex's name, eyes on Alex, letting the other fill his senses as he comes down from the high.
"I want to fuck you," he breathes, pupils blown wide , and its not often Henry asks for this, not in this way, either, usually he uses terms like make love - usually Alex tops, and Henry is fine, more than fine, with that, but not today - today he's desperate to fill the other, inside and out, to be enough so that Alex remembers the sensations when they're away from each other, dealing with the realities of their worlds. "Please... sweetheart, please?" even now, its up to Alex as to whether he accepts, and Henry will understand, but the desire to be inside the other is overwhelming.
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Please reblog this if it’s okay for me to just pop into your ask box to RP with you even if you haven’t reblogged a meme because I just want to RP with you
@f1rst-prince sent in from henry: [text: alex] can i ask you a deeply personal and potentially strange question?
[text: hrh prince dickhead]: oh, now i’m really curious to know what that is.
text: hrh prince dickhead]: what’s up, h? what do you need to ask?
[text: alex] ... would you believe me if I told you that I'm not actually sure? I may have been slightly squiffy when I wrote that text. blame pez, and my apologies. hey, how did your exam today go? That was today, right? - H
[text: hrh prince dickhead]: so you were really fucking drunk when you sent that? damn!! now i’m left hanging and wondering what you wanted to ask 😔
[text: hrh prince dickhead]: also yeah, that was today. I think I did good. I may have rambled a bit on the essay question but otherwise it was fine.
[text: hrh prince dickhead]: how’s your day going?
[text: alex ] i can neither confirm nor deny... lets just say there may have been a round of shots. or several.
[text: alex] you've got this, if your writing is anything like your speeches, i'm sure you did great. when do you find out the results?
[text: alex] sat in a meeting with my brother and 'the royal handler', so take that as you will. i wish i was joking. trying to figure out if suicide or abdication would be less painful. honestly, it's a toss up. though abdication would have less paperwork.
[text: alex] how about yours?
[text: hrh prince dickhead]: OMG YOU WERE FUCKING WASTED !!!! Damn it, I’m so mad I missed it. I need to ask Pez for the videos.
[text: hrh prince dickhead]: you mean me bullshitting my way through everything? Thanks. Grade should be posted next week so catch me being a nervous wreck until the professor decides to grace and post
[text: hrh prince dickhead]: that sounds so boring and what the hell is a Royal handler? Does he handle you? 🤨 because I’m just saying, that should be me doing that job 😉 if you unalive yourself,I promise to give the speech at your funeral. Hell I’ll take care of the arrangements too, it’ll be one big fucking party in your honor. Would abdicating be so bad?
[text: hrh prince dickhead]: i woke up, went for a run, showered, had my coffee and now I’m debating what to eat because I’m starving. Other than that, nothing special. Probs gonna see how I can ruin June and Nora’s day with my annoyance.
[text: alex] have I ever told you how much i hate that i introduced you? -_-
[text: alex] Alex. Come on. I haven't known you that long but I know you're not a bullshitter. You're a pain in the ass sometimes and you make me want to murder you occasionally, but you're irritatingly genuine and occasionally quite intelligent.
[text: alex] ha ha. A royal handler handles all the - intimate sections of our lives. I am staring at images of six different women and wondering why the hell any of them would want to chain themselves to the monarchy. it wouldn't, but Philip would never allow it. my job in life is to procreate and look good. thankfully im good at doing at least one of those.
[text: alex] hey, Bea's asked me to invite you to her birthday party, by the way. Its in two weeks, at Sandringham Castle. Nora's also invited of course.
[text: hrh prince dickhead]: you say that because we get along so great but really, you LOVE that. It’s okay, it stays between us.
[text: hrh prince dickhead]: Well fuck. Thanks. That’s the nicest thing you’ve said to me. I mean, I know I’m smart but when the brain freezes and I get stuck? I just bullshit my way through.
[text: hrh prince dickhead]: UNSENT: stop being nice it’s weird ??????????????? I’m ?????? Idk what to say 😫
[text: hrh prince dickhead]: you’re good at what exactly? Because I’m coming up short on the answer ☺️ but that’s fucked up. Just having someone do everything? Do you not get to make any decisions at all or?
[text: hrh prince dickhead]: HELL YEAH. We’re in. Fuck I need an outfit and I’m texting Nora right now.
[text: alex] keep telling yourself that, sweetheart.
[text: alex] im actually capable of not being a complete dick all the time, you know? And for the record, you don't bullshit, you pull from past conversations and knowledge. At least from what I've seen and read. you're smart and wellread. you have good ideas. own it.
[text: alex] unsent: i may have read a past paper of yours that shaan shoved at me at some point on your view on the royal fam before we met and its a bit scary how much i actually agree with you???
[text: alex] martha and pip have a list of approved baby names for when martha gets pregnant. if i were to marry, a date has already been preapproved that must not fall between any celebrated days, either national or royal. the fact that I don't want children or marriage is irrelevant.
[text: alex] bea says bring alcohol and she's texting nora the general plans and dress code.
