Re-living his punk days. England x America
"Hey Iggy-" America's sentance was broken off in the middle of him saying it when he saw what England was wearing. "What the hell?" Alfred asked.
"Watch your mouth, you git." Arthur responded and shifted in his skin-tight leather pants. His piercings glittered every time his face moved.
Alfred gawked at at his face when he noticed all of the piercing that Arthur had. From what Alfred could see, Arthur had the left side of his nose, both sides of his bottom lip (known as snake bites), his right eyebrow, and from the bottom to the top of both his ears pierced. "What... When... Who are you?" Alfered asked incredulously.
"I am England. Alfred, surely you must know this by now" Arthur shook his head in exasperation, but still had a smirk on his face; the smirk he used to wear proudly when he was a pirate, and no, this did not turn Alfred on at all.
Oh, who was he trying to fool? This look on Arthur sent blood straight to his groin. Damn him... Alfred thought.
Arthur has his guitar had his guitar in his hands and turned it to the side, so it was hanging by the straps against his waist. "Try being more articulate, you bloody wanker." His smirk grew even more confident when he noticed Alfred's staring. "Do you see something you like?"
Alfred took a moment to notice, fully, what Arthur was wearing; he had his hair dyed a flourescent green, wore a british flag fishnet shirt, and his sexy, very tight leather pants, that left nothing to the imagination. sexy? What the hell is wrong with me?! Alfred forced his eyes to travel back up, past Arthurs nice abs- Since when did Arthur get a six pack?- that he could see, up to- "Are your nipples pierced?!" He asked, shocked. He could just see the shiny silver of Arthur's nipple rings between the holse in his little excuse of a shirt.
"Yes." Arthur said bluntly. He