no one had ever captured the first son's attention like his royal highness, the prince of england. and henry had alex's attention. @loversthe had all of alex's attention. it was becoming a problem because all he ever wanted was to be with henry, and when they weren't together all he could think about was henry. it was a vicious cycle of never having enough of henry and missing henry when he was gone. pieces of him or none of him. but never all of him.
but now, he finally — finally got the prince alone, away from the rest of the people at the event. it was a special kind of torture, watching everyone in the whole fucking country talk to henry and touch henry and enjoy henry's company while alex tried to stay focused on any conversation and keep his eyes from drifting across the room. so yeah, it was a problem. but now . . . he crossed the room in record time, grabbing both sides of henry's face and crashing his mouth into the prince's. "you have my attention. you have had my attention all night. every night. you want it? it's yours," he promised, letting his forehead fall to rest against henry's.