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Kingdom Come Deliverance fanart 😁 Made Henry a touch more buff~ 😘UPDATE1: knighting 😏UPDATE2+: more is more 😋

The forge was still glowing hot, the air thick with the smell of sweat, smoke, and sex. Hans was bent over the anvil, his fine doublet pushed up around his waist, legs shaking. He had just clenched hard around Henry as the younger man finished deep inside him, and the intensity had pushed Hans over the edge completely hands-free. His own spend was splattered across the dark iron of the anvil.

Hans’ breath came in short, humiliated gasps. His face was burning red.

Hans: "F-fuck… Henry…! I just— I just came from my arse alone?! Gods be damned, you… you absolute bastard…!"

He tried to push himself up but his arms gave out and he slumped back down, still impaled on Henry’s cock. His voice cracked with embarrassment.

Henry: (chuckling lowly, still buried deep, giving a lazy little thrust) "Easy there, milord. Sounded like you enjoyed yourself more than you want to admit."

Hans: (voice high and flustered) "Enjoy—?! I wasn’t even touching myself! You just… you just kept hitting that spot and I— Fuck, I came like some common whore! My own prick was swinging useless and I still spilled everywhere… This is mortifying!"

Henry leaned over Hans’ back, one strong hand sliding up to grip his hip, the other brushing damp hair out of Hans’ face.

Henry: "You looked damn beautiful doing it. Moaning my name like that. Didn’t know a lord could make sounds like those."

Hans: (groaning, hiding his burning face against his forearm) "Shut your peasant mouth… I can feel you still leaking inside me. Seven hells, Henry… I’m ruined. My legs won’t stop shaking. If anyone ever finds out I let the son of a blacksmith fuck me senseless and make me cum hands-free like a desperate slut…"

He let out a weak, embarrassed laugh that turned into another shaky moan as Henry gave another slow roll of his hips.

Hans: "Bastard… smug bastard. You’re enjoying this far too much."

Henry: (grinning against Hans’ ear) "Maybe I am. You squeeze me so tight when you’re flustered. Might have to do this again just to watch you lose that noble composure."

Hans: (whining, half-protesting, half-pleading) "Don’t you dare— …Not right now at least. Give me a moment before you start moving again, you animal. I swear my heart is going to burst out of my chest…"