Compensation 3/5
anonymous
June 5 2010, 01:27:19 UTC
“So uh…you were going to give me something?” Alfred asks, the look on his face both expectant and terrified.
Arthur chuckles to himself and pushes Alfred back so he’s forced to sit on the bed, then he bends down and clutches Alfred’s face as he kisses him thoroughly. Alfred goes stiff and makes a strangled noise, but then he relaxes and kisses back. Too easy, Arthur thinks, but then Alfred abruptly breaks away, red faced and breathing heavily.
“W-Wait a minute,” he sputters, “this isn’t what I had in mind!!”
“No?” Arthur asks in disbelief and moves very close to Alfred’s face to smirk at him. Alfred sucks in another breath. “Perhaps you want something more?”
Alfred gulps and Arthur takes that as consent. He pushes Alfred’s school jacket off his shoulders and said teen pulls it off in a hurry. Oh yes, too easy, but Arthur’s wanted this for awhile, so he plans to make the most of it while he has the chance.
He takes one of Alfred’s hands in his and peers at the teen out of the corner of his eye as he takes one of Alfred’s fingers in his mouth and starts to suck on it. Up and down, wrapping his tongue around the digit and watching as Alfred blushes up to his ears.
“Oh god,” Alfred whimpers, prompting Arthur to take a second finger in his mouth. Alfred squirms uncomfortably. “Aren’t we going to…you know?”
Arthur stops sucking on Alfred’s fingers so he can raise an eyebrow at the boy. “‘You know’? You really have no idea what you’re doing, do you?”
“Of…of course I know what to do!!” he replies a little too shrilly.
Which means he has absolutely no idea what he’s doing. Somehow the thought of “big man” Alfred Fucking Jones being a virgin is far too marvelous a prospect. He grins gleefully and takes a third finger in his mouth, embellishing the sucking and licking tenfold now that he knows that he’s going to be Alfred’s first. With his free hand, he trails his fingers down Alfred’s chest and down to his trousers, where he squeezes Alfred’s already considerable erection. Alfred gasps and falls backwards, effectively removing his fingers from Arthur’s mouth with an obscene noise.
“Quite eager already, aren’t you?” Arthur notes and wipes at his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Go to hell,” Alfred snaps in reply, but he makes no moves to sit up or get off the bed. Arthur shrugs and climbs on top of Alfred, grinning wolfishly as he rocks their hips together and Alfred gasps. He dips his head to Alfred’s neck to nip at the flesh there, because Alfred has quite the lovely neck that’s just begging to be marked. Marked by him, Alfred’s first. Still such a thrilling thought.
Alfred squirms beneath him and Arthur tsks. Definitely a virgin if he can’t appreciate the merits of foreplay. He pulls away and removes Alfred’s glasses to place on his nightstand.
“How long?” he asks as he starts unbuttoning Alfred’s shirt and kissing at the slowly exposed flesh.
“Wh-What?” Alfred gasps and tries to move his own fingers to the buttons, which Arthur slaps away.
“How long have you wanted me?” Arthur asks as he pushes the shirt off Alfred’s shoulders and starts his descent further downwards.
“No idea what you’re talking about,” Alfred mumbles in humiliation, but the blush on his face is oh so very telling.
“Pity, because I’ve wanted you for a very long time,” Arthur replies and Alfred’s whimper at the admission is music to his ears. He thinks of pulling down the zipper of Alfred’s trousers with his teeth, but that might be overdoing it. Instead he leans up to kiss Alfred again as he unzips his trousers with one hand and then reaches inside to grasp Alfred’s cock.
“Oh shit,” Alfred gasps as breaks the kiss and arches into Arthur’s touch. He whines when Arthur withdraws his hand so he can remove Alfred’s trousers and then the dinosaur printed boxers he’s wearing. Such a child, in many ways.
Arthur’s eyes flicker over to his clock to make sure he still has time. He doesn’t really give a shit if his brothers abuse him, but it would be quite problematic if Alfred were to be dragged into their fucked up family problems. He frowns for a moment, but quickly brushes it off his face before Alfred can see it.
Compensation 4/5
anonymous
June 5 2010, 01:28:06 UTC
He slides down the length of Alfred’s body, making sure to brush as much of Alfred’s skin as possible with his still clothed body and is rewarded with more strangled noises and Alfred thrashing against him. He pauses to blow on Alfred’s cock and then he draws his tongue up the length, earning a shiver from the other teen.
“Feeling good?” Arthur asks with a satisfied smirk, though he already knows the answer. He just wants to hear it from the boy himself.
“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit,” Alfred mumbles over and over, as if it’s a mantra.
Although it’s utterly thrilling to see Alfred coming so easily undone before him, and although it’s supposed to be his way of thanking Alfred for getting him off the hook with the policeman earlier, he has his own pleasure to think of. Alfred gives him a helpless look as he sits back on his heels so he can remove his shirt, then unzip his trousers and pull them and his boxers down around his knees, releasing his own straining erection at last. He reaches over Alfred into the nightstand to retrieve a small bottle and a condom.
Alfred’s eyes widen as Arthur pops the cap off the bottle and pours a generous amount of the lubrication onto his hands and rubs them together, warming it there.
“You actually have that stuff here?!” he asks in shock.
Arthur grins as he very slowly and very carefully presses one finger into Alfred’s arse to stretch him. Alfred’s brow furrows and he squirms uncomfortably at the intrusion.
“You never know when you’ll need it,” Arthur replies calmly.
“You’ve probably got all sorts of STDs then, don’t you?” Alfred mumbles miserably and continues to squirm as Arthur moves his finger around.
“That’s what this is for, Jones,” Arthur replies and waves the condom between the fingers of his free hand. Alfred clamps his mouth shut and his furrowed brows furrow even more when Arthur adds a second finger to the first.
Alfred is so very tight and his cock twitches in anticipation of what’s to come, but much as he wants to pound Alfred into the mattress, he won’t do so until the boy is properly prepared. He’s supposed to be thanking him, after all.
He carefully adds a third finger and watches Alfred’s face as it contorts in pain at the sensation of being abnormally stretched. Arthur moves his fingers around, searching blindly for Alfred’s prostate and he knows he’s found it when Alfred nearly springs off the bed and lets out a sharp cry. Arthur continues to brush the area in smug satisfaction at how he’s driving Alfred absolutely mad, but he’ll be able to do so much more soon enough. Once he’s satisfied that Alfred is properly prepared, he withdraws his fingers and opens up the condom packet.
Alfred lifts his head, panting desperately and watching Arthur as he eases the condom onto his cock and rubs more lubricant onto himself.
“Oh shit, you’re really going to…” Alfred starts to say, but he bites his lip and throws his head back against Arthur’s pillow.
“That’s right,” Arthur says and pushes Alfred’s thighs back. He lines up his cock with Alfred’s arse and pushes slowly inside. He groans in pleasure at how marvelous it feels to be inside Alfred, but although he wants to just thrust roughly inside him, Alfred’s uncomfortable expression stops him.
Compensation 5/5
anonymous
June 5 2010, 01:28:56 UTC
“Relax, Jones,” he says hoarsely as he continues to ease himself deeper into Alfred. Alfred’s brow furrows and he tries to say something, but it comes out as a choked noise instead.
“Relax,” Arthur repeats as he starts up a slow rhythm. God, it feels so good, Arthur can’t help but push Alfred’s thigh back more so he has more leverage. Alfred whimpers beneath him and grasps at Arthur’s pillow so tightly that his knuckles turn white.
Finally, Arthur hits Alfred’s prostate again and the teen cries out in pleasure, the uncomfortable expression on his face dissolving into one of surprise. Arthur smirks to himself and thrusts with reckless abandon into Alfred, pounding against that spot over and over so Alfred is reduced to little more than keening and bucking his hips up to meet Arthur halfway.
Arthur knows he’s close, he can feel it, but he wants to see Alfred’s face as he comes first. He reaches a trembling hand to grasp Alfred’s straining cock between them and it only takes a few quick pumps up and down before Alfred throws his head back and lets out a strangled cry, his cum dirtying his stomach and Arthur’s hands.
The sight of Alfred’s face is enough to bring Arthur to his own orgasm and he continues to thrust into Alfred despite the brief loss of vision and although he’ll deny it to his dying day, he gasps out Alfred’s name as he empties himself into the boy.
He quickly braces himself with one hand, the one that’s not still grasping Alfred’s now limp cock, so he doesn’t collapse on Alfred’s chest. He watches Alfred as the teenager stares bewilderedly at the ceiling and catches his breath.
Alfred will probably brag to his friends about how he “nailed some chick” and they’ll slap his back and congratulate Alfred on his accomplishment, but Arthur will know better. But he can keep a secret, especially if it’s a secret that might yield more encounters of such a nature, because fucking Alfred Jones is one of the best things to happen in his shitty life.
Arthur pulls out of Alfred and carefully removes the condom, which he throws in the bin beside his bed. He looks at his fingers, which are still covered in Alfred’s cum. He turns his attention to Alfred to make sure the boy is watching him, then he sticks the fingers in his mouth, licking off the tendrils of Alfred’s cum from the digits and keeping his eyes trained on Alfred so he can gauge his reaction.
“Holy shit,” Alfred gasps and Arthur smirks around his fingers until they’re completely clean, then he removes his fingers with a pop. He shimmies out of his trousers and boxers, then reaches for his discarded jacket to pull out a cigarette. He lights it up and sits on his bed next to the other teenager.
“Thank you,” he says to the still heaving Alfred, who blushes brightly and turns away.
“You’re welcome,” Alfred mumbles and Arthur smiles as he blows the smoke into the air of his room, watching as it disperses into wispy puffs once again.
Re: Compensation 5/5
anonymous
June 5 2010, 04:56:33 UTC
Woah, slow day on the kink Meme. Why didn't anyone comment yet? Anyway, I can tell you how awesome reading this was anon delinquient sex is the best AU kink ever!! Thanks for being awesome!
Re: Compensation 5/5
anonymous
June 5 2010, 04:57:56 UTC
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...by which I mean, the was hot, my god. Your Arthur totally swept me off my feet, metaphorically - as he did to Alfred rather more literally - love how honest and brazen and believable he is. I like how you rounded him out, slipping in casual mentions of his home life without going too maudlin or wallowing in emo.
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anonymous
June 5 2010, 15:38:53 UTC
YES PLEASE.
Oh gods was this HOT and beyond that the characterizations were amazing, realistic and believable and yet still tied into who they are as canon characters.
Re: Compensation 5/5
anonymous
June 5 2010, 15:51:04 UTC
I second this comment. The fill is excellent, the smut fucking hot, but I specially enjoyed the little references to a broader context. Hope we see more of not-virgin-anymore Golden Boy Alfred and punk delinquent seme abused Arthur.
Re: Author!Anon
anonymous
October 30 2010, 01:53:04 UTC
wow! I thought I recognized you XD. I'm reading your fics on ff.net I must say, you write some damn fine Delinquent-seme!Arthur. There just isn't enough good UkUs :'(
Re: Compensation 5/5
anonymous
June 5 2010, 10:39:28 UTC
First things first: guh. Just guh. Why is delinquent Arthur so hot? *A*
And, uh, I'll limit myself to one quote: He’s had many a lovely wank to thoughts of Alfred. Especially after seeing the boy naked in the showers when he’d been trying to blow up the toilets. This will never stop making me smile, anon. XD
Arthur chuckles to himself and pushes Alfred back so he’s forced to sit on the bed, then he bends down and clutches Alfred’s face as he kisses him thoroughly. Alfred goes stiff and makes a strangled noise, but then he relaxes and kisses back. Too easy, Arthur thinks, but then Alfred abruptly breaks away, red faced and breathing heavily.
“W-Wait a minute,” he sputters, “this isn’t what I had in mind!!”
“No?” Arthur asks in disbelief and moves very close to Alfred’s face to smirk at him. Alfred sucks in another breath. “Perhaps you want something more?”
Alfred gulps and Arthur takes that as consent. He pushes Alfred’s school jacket off his shoulders and said teen pulls it off in a hurry. Oh yes, too easy, but Arthur’s wanted this for awhile, so he plans to make the most of it while he has the chance.
He takes one of Alfred’s hands in his and peers at the teen out of the corner of his eye as he takes one of Alfred’s fingers in his mouth and starts to suck on it. Up and down, wrapping his tongue around the digit and watching as Alfred blushes up to his ears.
“Oh god,” Alfred whimpers, prompting Arthur to take a second finger in his mouth. Alfred squirms uncomfortably. “Aren’t we going to…you know?”
Arthur stops sucking on Alfred’s fingers so he can raise an eyebrow at the boy. “‘You know’? You really have no idea what you’re doing, do you?”
“Of…of course I know what to do!!” he replies a little too shrilly.
Which means he has absolutely no idea what he’s doing. Somehow the thought of “big man” Alfred Fucking Jones being a virgin is far too marvelous a prospect. He grins gleefully and takes a third finger in his mouth, embellishing the sucking and licking tenfold now that he knows that he’s going to be Alfred’s first. With his free hand, he trails his fingers down Alfred’s chest and down to his trousers, where he squeezes Alfred’s already considerable erection. Alfred gasps and falls backwards, effectively removing his fingers from Arthur’s mouth with an obscene noise.
“Quite eager already, aren’t you?” Arthur notes and wipes at his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Go to hell,” Alfred snaps in reply, but he makes no moves to sit up or get off the bed. Arthur shrugs and climbs on top of Alfred, grinning wolfishly as he rocks their hips together and Alfred gasps. He dips his head to Alfred’s neck to nip at the flesh there, because Alfred has quite the lovely neck that’s just begging to be marked. Marked by him, Alfred’s first. Still such a thrilling thought.
Alfred squirms beneath him and Arthur tsks. Definitely a virgin if he can’t appreciate the merits of foreplay. He pulls away and removes Alfred’s glasses to place on his nightstand.
“How long?” he asks as he starts unbuttoning Alfred’s shirt and kissing at the slowly exposed flesh.
“Wh-What?” Alfred gasps and tries to move his own fingers to the buttons, which Arthur slaps away.
“How long have you wanted me?” Arthur asks as he pushes the shirt off Alfred’s shoulders and starts his descent further downwards.
“No idea what you’re talking about,” Alfred mumbles in humiliation, but the blush on his face is oh so very telling.
“Pity, because I’ve wanted you for a very long time,” Arthur replies and Alfred’s whimper at the admission is music to his ears. He thinks of pulling down the zipper of Alfred’s trousers with his teeth, but that might be overdoing it. Instead he leans up to kiss Alfred again as he unzips his trousers with one hand and then reaches inside to grasp Alfred’s cock.
“Oh shit,” Alfred gasps as breaks the kiss and arches into Arthur’s touch. He whines when Arthur withdraws his hand so he can remove Alfred’s trousers and then the dinosaur printed boxers he’s wearing. Such a child, in many ways.
Arthur’s eyes flicker over to his clock to make sure he still has time. He doesn’t really give a shit if his brothers abuse him, but it would be quite problematic if Alfred were to be dragged into their fucked up family problems. He frowns for a moment, but quickly brushes it off his face before Alfred can see it.
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“Feeling good?” Arthur asks with a satisfied smirk, though he already knows the answer. He just wants to hear it from the boy himself.
“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit,” Alfred mumbles over and over, as if it’s a mantra.
Although it’s utterly thrilling to see Alfred coming so easily undone before him, and although it’s supposed to be his way of thanking Alfred for getting him off the hook with the policeman earlier, he has his own pleasure to think of. Alfred gives him a helpless look as he sits back on his heels so he can remove his shirt, then unzip his trousers and pull them and his boxers down around his knees, releasing his own straining erection at last. He reaches over Alfred into the nightstand to retrieve a small bottle and a condom.
Alfred’s eyes widen as Arthur pops the cap off the bottle and pours a generous amount of the lubrication onto his hands and rubs them together, warming it there.
“You actually have that stuff here?!” he asks in shock.
Arthur grins as he very slowly and very carefully presses one finger into Alfred’s arse to stretch him. Alfred’s brow furrows and he squirms uncomfortably at the intrusion.
“You never know when you’ll need it,” Arthur replies calmly.
“You’ve probably got all sorts of STDs then, don’t you?” Alfred mumbles miserably and continues to squirm as Arthur moves his finger around.
“That’s what this is for, Jones,” Arthur replies and waves the condom between the fingers of his free hand. Alfred clamps his mouth shut and his furrowed brows furrow even more when Arthur adds a second finger to the first.
Alfred is so very tight and his cock twitches in anticipation of what’s to come, but much as he wants to pound Alfred into the mattress, he won’t do so until the boy is properly prepared. He’s supposed to be thanking him, after all.
He carefully adds a third finger and watches Alfred’s face as it contorts in pain at the sensation of being abnormally stretched. Arthur moves his fingers around, searching blindly for Alfred’s prostate and he knows he’s found it when Alfred nearly springs off the bed and lets out a sharp cry. Arthur continues to brush the area in smug satisfaction at how he’s driving Alfred absolutely mad, but he’ll be able to do so much more soon enough. Once he’s satisfied that Alfred is properly prepared, he withdraws his fingers and opens up the condom packet.
Alfred lifts his head, panting desperately and watching Arthur as he eases the condom onto his cock and rubs more lubricant onto himself.
“Oh shit, you’re really going to…” Alfred starts to say, but he bites his lip and throws his head back against Arthur’s pillow.
“That’s right,” Arthur says and pushes Alfred’s thighs back. He lines up his cock with Alfred’s arse and pushes slowly inside. He groans in pleasure at how marvelous it feels to be inside Alfred, but although he wants to just thrust roughly inside him, Alfred’s uncomfortable expression stops him.
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“Relax,” Arthur repeats as he starts up a slow rhythm. God, it feels so good, Arthur can’t help but push Alfred’s thigh back more so he has more leverage. Alfred whimpers beneath him and grasps at Arthur’s pillow so tightly that his knuckles turn white.
Finally, Arthur hits Alfred’s prostate again and the teen cries out in pleasure, the uncomfortable expression on his face dissolving into one of surprise. Arthur smirks to himself and thrusts with reckless abandon into Alfred, pounding against that spot over and over so Alfred is reduced to little more than keening and bucking his hips up to meet Arthur halfway.
Arthur knows he’s close, he can feel it, but he wants to see Alfred’s face as he comes first. He reaches a trembling hand to grasp Alfred’s straining cock between them and it only takes a few quick pumps up and down before Alfred throws his head back and lets out a strangled cry, his cum dirtying his stomach and Arthur’s hands.
The sight of Alfred’s face is enough to bring Arthur to his own orgasm and he continues to thrust into Alfred despite the brief loss of vision and although he’ll deny it to his dying day, he gasps out Alfred’s name as he empties himself into the boy.
He quickly braces himself with one hand, the one that’s not still grasping Alfred’s now limp cock, so he doesn’t collapse on Alfred’s chest. He watches Alfred as the teenager stares bewilderedly at the ceiling and catches his breath.
Alfred will probably brag to his friends about how he “nailed some chick” and they’ll slap his back and congratulate Alfred on his accomplishment, but Arthur will know better. But he can keep a secret, especially if it’s a secret that might yield more encounters of such a nature, because fucking Alfred Jones is one of the best things to happen in his shitty life.
Arthur pulls out of Alfred and carefully removes the condom, which he throws in the bin beside his bed. He looks at his fingers, which are still covered in Alfred’s cum. He turns his attention to Alfred to make sure the boy is watching him, then he sticks the fingers in his mouth, licking off the tendrils of Alfred’s cum from the digits and keeping his eyes trained on Alfred so he can gauge his reaction.
“Holy shit,” Alfred gasps and Arthur smirks around his fingers until they’re completely clean, then he removes his fingers with a pop. He shimmies out of his trousers and boxers, then reaches for his discarded jacket to pull out a cigarette. He lights it up and sits on his bed next to the other teenager.
“Thank you,” he says to the still heaving Alfred, who blushes brightly and turns away.
“You’re welcome,” Alfred mumbles and Arthur smiles as he blows the smoke into the air of his room, watching as it disperses into wispy puffs once again.
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That was hot, to put it simply. Arthur was just devious and virgin!Alfred was perfect~
Guh, have my thanks and first born ;)
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...by which I mean, the was hot, my god. Your Arthur totally swept me off my feet, metaphorically - as he did to Alfred rather more literally - love how honest and brazen and believable he is. I like how you rounded him out, slipping in casual mentions of his home life without going too maudlin or wallowing in emo.
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Oh gods was this HOT and beyond that the characterizations were amazing, realistic and believable and yet still tied into who they are as canon characters.
Just amazing!
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[An Anon that doesn't follow themain comm, so I have no idea what I've missed out on ^^;]
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http://secretcurrents.livejournal.com/tag/delinquent!uk
It feels weird linking to my own stuff, ha ha.
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I must say, you write some damn fine Delinquent-seme!Arthur. There just isn't enough good UkUs :'(
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And, uh, I'll limit myself to one quote: He’s had many a lovely wank to thoughts of Alfred. Especially after seeing the boy naked in the showers when he’d been trying to blow up the toilets. This will never stop making me smile, anon. XD
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