He moved away slightly but this time it was to move Henri so he was flat on his stomach, it was necessary that the Prince was comfortable so he placed a pillow under his stomach to prop up his hips, sliding a hand up his dipping back to provide warmth when he shivered a little.
He knelt in between Henri's part legs, reminding himself to keep to the program and not bury his head between his pale legs to get a taste of his sweet-smelling shimmering slick.
Claude reflexively held down Henri's waist when he jolted as the Alpha brushed the pad of his thumb over his hole, pushing his slick back in. It was a struggle not to get distracted by that, Claude barely remembering what he intended to do.
He held his breath as he gently pushed in his forefinger, watching with a manic fascination as Henri eagerly sucked his finger in, the Omega thrashing under his firm hold as he cried into the sheets.
