"Is there ever a time that you don't want that?" He asked, a smirk as he questioned his lover about his intentions when it came to wanting to be fucked. He knew that he was the only man that Patrick let take him like that, claim him in a way NOBODY else could, and Alexander took every opportunity that he was given to prove the other mans worth. With them it wasn't just about fucking Patrick, the sex alone (although phenomenal) wasn't what bind them together, there was so much more that could barely be put into words. Patrick was his missing piece, a part of him that he'd thought broken all these years, and yet Patrick fit there perfectly and made him whole again. He felt things for Patrick that he had NEVER felt for any other man, and he knew that in his lifetime he never would either - Patrick was it for him, and if the personal trainer didn't feel the same than so be it. He would live out his time on this earth caring for this one man, and whether or not it was returned with such intensity was up to the other to decide. The best part about the two of them was that it always felt like the first time when they were together. Those damn butterflies that Alexander had felt years ago were still ever present, and each little moan or sound of satisfaction that he could draw from his lover only had those damn butterflies stirring even more in his stomach. He was so madly enthralled by this man, could it be love that he was harboring for him? That feeling scared him, it took him to a place that he had never been before, but with Patrick he was willing to risk it all for just that one chance at blissful happiness.
He heard the other say his name though he was far too invested in what he was doing to really properly listen to what he was saying (or why he was feeling the need to talk at all in this moment). He heard Patrick tell him, mid stroke of his hand down the staff members shaft, that he would do anything for him, but that didn't need to actually be shared amongst the two of them. "I know," he assured the other, lips planting kisses against the others stomach momentarily, "and i'd do anything for you." Like right now, did anyone else in the haus get the opportunity to have their dick sucked by Alexander fucking King? Not a chance, Patrick's was the only dick that Alexander would ever want in his mouth, but fuck if it didn't stretch his damn jaw out given the size of it. Such an impressive man, in both beauty and stature, not to mention his well-endowment, no wonder he was the pick of the haus for most of the staff and clients. "You are, Patrick, such a good boy, the perfect boy, all for me," and he meant every single word of that, Alexander did feel that Patrick was perfect beyond measure. "so good, in fact, that you need to be rewarded." Good boys continued to do good things when there were rewards involved, especially when they had to risk themselves in the process. Alexander knew the BEST way to reward him for a job well done too, and sure enough as soon as he heard his name being yelled practically through that moan that damn near shook the room he knew he'd chosen a suitable reward. He said nothing, not being able to as his mouth was much too busy to let out a word, though he did give an appreciative hum as he began to move and bob his head against the others cock. Hearing his lover practically beg for him to continue only fell on deaf ears because right now all Alex could even think about was sucking him off to completion. God fucking damn he had forgotten just how GOOD his lover had tasted in his mouth like this, his head bobbing as he'd pull back every now and then tantalize the tip with his tongue just to tease him, even going so far as to give the staff members ass a possessive smack and squeeze, though that one backfired because he damn near choked himself on his lovers cock as the mans hips jolted forward in surprise. It turned out to be a good thing, saliva pooling in his mouth as he used it as lubricant to take more into his mouth, continuously letting the others cock sink deeper into his throat as he hollowed out his cheeks to accommodate him the best he could. Fuck, why did his lover have to be so damn huge? He'd just have to practice taking him fully more often, after all his dick sure did taste fucking divine, another soft appreciative hum as he worshiped his thick member.