[His weight shifted with the press, settling on his back even if he craned his neck to keep the kiss for a delicious moment more as their positions changed. The taste and feel of Steve on his lips was sweeter and more arousing than any young woman he had snuck kisses from. There was something strong and unyielding yet utterly reverent and tender in such embraces. Like he was already the greatest King the world had seen.
He spread out on the feather mattress, his hair sprayed across one of his many pillows as his eyes drank in how the fire light caressed Steve's skin. He could look at such a work of art all day and night, especially when it was clear that he had the captain's heart in the same way he had given his to the blond.
His lips still twisted in a mischievous smile at the teasing contact between his legs, purposefully rolling his body temptingly.] That's because you would never deny your prince a request... and I do so like all those combat scars. [He reached out and traced his fingers down the front of Steve's chest.]
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He spread out on the feather mattress, his hair sprayed across one of his many pillows as his eyes drank in how the fire light caressed Steve's skin. He could look at such a work of art all day and night, especially when it was clear that he had the captain's heart in the same way he had given his to the blond.
His lips still twisted in a mischievous smile at the teasing contact between his legs, purposefully rolling his body temptingly.] That's because you would never deny your prince a request... and I do so like all those combat scars. [He reached out and traced his fingers down the front of Steve's chest.]