Henry had invited Alex to his room in Kensington Palace. It was after some fancy dinner party, so no one would suspect a thing, right? And Henry really needed Alex right now.

They were both a little drunk, sharing a bottle of wine as a movie provided a small background noise— though the only thing Henry was focused on was making as much hickeys as he could on Alex's neck, drunken giggles escaping his lips while letting his hands play with Alex's hair.