Re: Provoking America [3c/?]
anonymous
July 5 2010, 06:52:33 UTC
And finally, he turned around to see Alfred, red in the face and obviously angry.
“Why did you do that?” Alfred fumed. “I thought we were going to McDonalds! Why do you even wanna have dinner with that Commie bastard? You have me!” he whined.
“Well why shouldn’t I?” Arthur countered irritatedly. “You don’t own me and last I checked I don’t own you anymore. What claim do you have to me?” he said, his voice raising slightly in volume, ignoring the strange looks he was getting from the other nations. “Why shouldn’t I have friends?”
“Oh yeah, like this is just a ‘friends’ dinner.” Alfred spat, wondering why this was making him so angry.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Arthur asked.
“Oh, like you don’t know!” Alfred snapped. “I’ll go to McDonalds by myself. Have a nice date.” he said angrily, and stalked off.
‘What was that all about?’ Arthur thought to himself, slightly dazed by the turn of events. There was no way that Alfred could know about Francis or that human. Why the hell was he reacting so strongly to Arthur going on a date? That was what it was really, though Arthur admitted he was probably not going to pursue a relationship with China.
It was merely a…a cultural exchange.
*****
Arthur showed up at Yao's hotel room door at five o'clock sharp, bottle of a traditional Chinese wine in hand. He knocked lightly on the door having managed to keep his nerves to a minimum. He was stepping out on a ledge here. He didn't know what Yao wanted, or if Yao was even willing to go as far as Arthur was hoping for. What if he expected more afterwards? Arthur took a deep breath and decided to just take it step by step. And hopefully not make himself out to be a complete idiot by the end of the night
Yao had just finished preparing a simple Chinese meal, nothing too fancy, when he heard a knock on the door. "Coming, aru!" Opening the door, he saw Arthur and bowed politely before letting him in. "The food just finished. I hope you like it, aru!" He took the bottle of wine from Arthur and set it on the table where the food was waiting.
Arthur smiled at Yao when he opened the door and stepped in, letting the smell of the food waft over him. "It smells delicious." he said sincerely. "It's been far too long since I've had good Chinese food."
"It's just some things I remember you enjoying. It is nothing fancy, aru." Though Yao smiled, always liking compliments on his cooking.
Arthur nodded. "Thank you very much. I really appreciate it." he said, not sure of what to say. He never was good at social situations. As a pirate and an empire, he was more of the 'take what you want and leave no survivors' kind of nation, and now he was, he had to admit, pretty lonely, what with his only consistent social interaction being arguing with France and trying to ignore America.
Yao waited for Arthur to sit down as he poured some of the wine into nice glassed and made sure everything was in place. Still smiling, he sat down. "I do hope you like the food. It has been decades since I last cooked for you."
Re: Provoking America [3c/?]
anonymous
July 5 2010, 06:55:32 UTC
"I'm sure I will." Arthur said, grinning lightly at Yao. Now that the other man had sat down, he served himself some of the food and waited for Yao to do the same before taking a bite, always the polite English Gentleman. "Mmm. This is absolutely delicious, Yao. I can't believe it's been so long since I last had it."
"Well, we have both been busy these past few decades, I suppose. But that is all in the past now and there is no reason that you and I cannon be friends, aru~." Taking small bites of food, Yao studied Arthur across the table, still trying to figure out why the other man was here. "So... You wanted to talk about Hong Kong?"
"Yes, but not only that." Arthur said casually, trying not to sound like the sleazeball he felt like. Because saying 'No, I just wanted an excuse to get into your hotel room and hopefully your pants.' probably wouldn't go over very well. "As you said, we've both been very busy and we haven't talked outside of meetings in a very long time."
"Yes, I suppose that is true. Spending time with friends is always nice, aru." Smiling, Yao drank some wine, surprised at how good it was. Arthur really did remember some things from so long ago. "Well, Hong Kong is doing well these days. He spends a lot of time with Taiwan, teaching her things that you taught him."
Arthur smiled back, glad that everything seemed to be going smoothly. "That's good. She seems like a lovely girl." he said. 'Even though she insists on flirting so shamelessly with Alfred.' he thought, half recognizing how pathetic he sounded, thinking that.
"Thank you! I tried raising her well, aru, but she's so interested in the western world. She's become good friends with America as well." Yao frowned a little at that but decided not to really go into politics tonight. They got enough of that at work.
"Hah...So I've noticed." England said, not bothering to mention how much time he wasted wondering exactly how close the two were becoming.
"Is there anything else you wanted to discuss, aru? Not to offend, but this was rather sudden of you."
"None taken." Arthur replied. "It was rather sudden, I apologize. Uh, nothing in particular." he said. "Certainly not politics. I'm sure we've both had enough of it at the meetings."
"Yes, I have had enough political talk for today. How is America? He seems to be doing well." Yao was trying to slowly broach the topic of why Arthur had left the young country after the meeting like that.
"He's uh, he's doing well, I guess." Arthur said, scratching the back of his neck sheepishly. "We got into a bit of an argument this afternoon. I'm not sure why, but he doesn't seem to like the idea of me approaching other nations. He was being rather childish, actually." he said, not admitting, even to himself, that he had been behaving the same way when he had seen America and Taiwan together.
"I was wondering about that... You and America always eat together after meetings, so I was surprised when you asked me. Is something the matter between the two of you?" Yao honestly couldn't understand why those two were so childish around each other.
"Ah, no." England said. "Not that I know of at least. I've been wanting to branch out and try to befriend other nations for awhile. I just happened to do something about it today, and...you saw the rest." Arthur said awkwardly.
He bet Yao could see right through him. Francis said that all the nations except Alfred realized how Arthur felt about the stupid American, but he hoped Francis had been exaggerating.
Yao raised an eyebrow and then sighed, shaking his head. "I see, aru." Honestly, what were these two doing? They had been dancing around each other and their feelings since the World Wars and still hadn't done a damn thing about it.
Arthur blushed lightly, knowing he had been found out. What did he do now? Did he go for it? Did he wait to see if Yao would make a move? Let it go? He hoped that was it. He was feeling too embarrassed to do much of anything at all, and so he just moved to finish eating the food in front of him.
Re: Provoking America [3e/?] (above was 3d. fail author!anon is fail)
anonymous
July 5 2010, 06:58:36 UTC
Yao just smiled and finished eating his food in silence. Sometimes the younger nations could be so silly. Were they really blind to each other's feelings like that?
Arthur, having finished his food, took the last sip of his wine, sure that he had messed up the entire evening. He supposed he wasn't going to succeed in every endeavor. And this one was most definitely awkward.
"Well, uhm. Thank you very much for the food. It really was wonderful." he said sincerely after Yao finished his own food.
"You are welcome, aru! If you ever want my food again, just ask! I am sure Hong Kong would like to see you again as well." Yao grabbed the dirty dishes to begin cleaning them. While he wasn't exactly sure why Arthur was here, he didn't mind the other's presence.
"Um. All right." Arthur said, glad that he was still welcome to become friends with the older nation. It would be nice to see Hong Kong again. "Well then, uh, goodnight." Arthur finished lamely.
"Goodnight! I'll tell Hong Kong you stopped by!"
"Great. Uh, have a lovely evening and thanks again for dinner. I'll see you at the meeting tomorrow."
"Yes, aru~. It has been nice!" Yao smiled as he led Arthur to the door.
Arthur smiled at the older nation and nodded as he opened the door. He waved politely before turning around and walking down the hallway.
Yao bowed as Arthur left, still smiling. "That was fun, aru~!"
*****
mwahahahaha. you were expecting smut, weren't you >:D well. Arthur can't succeed every time. Yao was RP'd by my lovely friend who RP'd France. We actually originally intended to have smut but...my Artie was just too awkward. XD (sorry for the excessive failposts tonight. it's 3AM here.
Re: Provoking America [3e/?] (above was 3d. fail author!anon is fail)
anonymous
July 5 2010, 12:32:38 UTC
Yesssssss, my stalking of this thread paid off yet again! :D
I love this fill so much; Arthur's sexy!fail is awesome whether he scores or not. <3 And I like how Arthur can have warm, fuzzy feelings for his former colonies while actively trying to seduce China. Just awesome. Not to mention Alfred and Arthur's mutual ... emotional stupidity. You know, their huge, flaming blind spots for each other? Yeah, that emotional stupidity. A+, anon.
This is so fun to read, anon. And, uh, I didn't really expect more smut right away; jealous!Alfred-type plot needed to happen, after all. XD
Re: Provoking America [3e/?] (above was 3d. fail author!anon is fail)
anonymous
July 5 2010, 12:34:22 UTC
Oh yeah, and I'm glad Arthur can pick delicious wine, even if he can't cook. And China is rather ... diplomatic not to comment on Arthur's cooking skills, isn't he? XD
Re: Provoking America [3e/?] (above was 3d. fail author!anon is fail)
anonymous
July 5 2010, 15:37:13 UTC
waaaahhhhh thank you <3 i'm so glad you liked it <3 and I'm also glad you liked the not!smut. xD
and yessss. I had considered having Arthur return the suggestion and be all "And if you'd like to come over for dinner at my house as well, blah blah blah" but decided he didn't need to endure any further embarrassment for the night.
Sorry for the late comment! I've been a bit busy since my birthday is coming up and I've been trying to get a job for the summer. xP Only two days till my birthday though! <3
But any way I love it so far! Arthur's awkwardness is adorable it made me squeal big time. I can't wait to see what you do next! ^_^ But I really like how the date with China was more like two parents getting together to talk about their child after a divorce or something like that. xD It was so cute! <3
But anyway happy writing! I'm alright with any and all pairings that you pull up. There are very few I'm against and I like pretty much anyone [and everyone] with Arthur, though especially Alfred of course! xD ~Happy belated B-day to Alfie! 8D
Happy early Birthday, OP! And good luck finding a job! I hope the one you get won't be as miserable as mine!
I'm glad you like it so far! And yeah. I had wanted there to be smut last chapter but when it was finished i realized i liked the awkward dynamic between the two better XD So I'm glad you enjoyed it as well <3
Re: Provoking America [4/?]
anonymous
July 9 2010, 07:43:49 UTC
Sebastian is Denmark :D All the Shakespeare quotes are from Hamlet. Since it takes place in Denmark and all <3
I hope you enjoy it!!
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When Arthur walked into the lobby of the conference building, he couldn’t help but blush lightly in an embarrassed fashion, when China waved to him. He waved back, hoping the other nation hadn’t noticed his pink cheeks, but even if he didn’t someone else did.
“How was your date?” Alfred asked tersely from behind him.
“It wasn’t a date!” Arthur insisted, sighing as he rolled his eyes.
“Oh, so it was just a one night stand? Did you have fun getting banged all night by that Commie asshole?” Alfred said quietly, with a venomous undertone, all the while wondering to himself why he cared so much.
“Alfred!” Arthur hissed. “I certainly did not shag Yao, and even if I did it would be none of your business. It was merely a dinner between friends.”
“A-America?”
Arthur and Alfred both whirled around, angry looks on both of their faces, to see who had interrupted their argument. Taiwan stood there, looking uncomfortable at the tense atmosphere, obviously wondering if approaching them at this moment in time really had been a good idea.
“Oh. Taiwan!” Alfred said energetically. “What’s up?” he said, glaring at Arthur one more time before donning his most charming smile and turning back to the small Asian girl, feeling especially smug about Arthur’s furious reaction to the gesture.
“I just wanted to thank you again for everything you’re doing to help me.” she began nervously. “My boss and I really appreciate it and we would like to invite you and your boss to my country for a dinner party.”
Alfred’s grin widened. Taiwan was a nice girl, and he would have accepted the offer either way, but judging by the slight change in Arthur’s expression at the offer, it would be the perfect chance for revenge. “I’d love to, Taiwan!” he said enthusiastically. “I’ll talk to my boss after the meeting.”
“Y-yes, of course. Thank you very much, America.” Taiwan said politely, nodding and turning around to enter the conference room.
“What’s that look for?” Alfred said with a smirk as he turned around to see Arthur glaring at him. “It’s just a dinner between friends,” he said, throwing Arthur’s words back in his face before stalking through the doors.
Arthur glared daggers at Alfred’s back as the cocky young nation walked away from him. He was going to shag someone tonight. No failures this time.
Re: Provoking America [4b/?]
anonymous
July 9 2010, 07:48:16 UTC
So, it was with an air of confidence and a hint of lingering irritation that England approached Denmark after the meeting. "Hello Sebastian," he said, noticing the lack of America at his heels, as the lad in question was across the room, pointedly ignoring him.
Sebastian's attention was taken away from Norway, who actually didn't mind that, running off with Iceland before the older nation could keep them around. "Arthur! How are ya?" Clapping the younger nation on the shoulder, he grinned at him.
"I'm doing well, I guess." he said, trying not to be so obvious with his lie. "And you?”
"That's great!" Denmark kept the big grin on his face. "I've been doing great myself. So, what brings you over here?"
"Oh, well, I just thought you might be interested in going out for a drink. You know, like we used to?" he suggested.
"A drink? Sure! That sounds great! It's been a long time since we've gone drinking together."
"Yes, it has. Far too long." Arthur said with a smile. "What time shall I meet you? I'd like to change out of my uniform at least."
"Sure, same here. An hour? That sounds like a good time, don't you think?" Sebastian thought for a moment, hoping he had casual clothes.
"Of course." Arthur said, nodding and holding a hand out to shake Denmark's/
Shaking Arthur's hand, Sebastian bade him goodbye before going off in search of Norway. He still had an hour to bother the shorter nation.
Arthur almost laughed at how easy that had been. Not at all as awkward as his encounter with China. Shooting a smirk at Alfred who was glaring at him from the corner, Arthur excused himself from the room to get changed.
When he reached his room he was already feeling a lot better about himself. He could already tell this would go much more smoothly than last night’s dinner. Pulling on a pair of tight, ripped jeans, boots and an old T-shirt from his Punk era that he had brought along, (just in case), he looked at himself in the full length mirror the hotel room provided. He carefully put in his lip ring and ran his fingers through his hair, creating a ‘stylishly disheveled look’ as Francis would put it.
When it was time to leave he took a deep breath. Grabbing his jacket, wallet and a condom (which was shoved into his pocket), he was ready to go.
*
An hour later, Sebastian was waiting in the hotel lobby for Arthur, pretty excited for this drink. It had been forever since he had gone drinking with the other nation, mainly because these days, it seemed that Arthur spent all his time with Alfred. "Ah! Arthur! Great timing!"
“Hello, Sebastian,” he said, greeting his old friend with a smile when he reached the lobby of the hotel. “Are you ready to go?” he asked, pulling on his jacket.
"Are you ready to go?" he asked, pulling on his jacket
"Yup. Let's go already!"
Arthur laughed at his childish impatience and led the way out of the hotel room. "Where should we go?"
"The closet bar! Unless you don't want anyone else to see you?" Sebastian knew that Francis loved to bother Arthur, especially when drinking.
"No, no it's fine." Arthur said. "The nearest bar it is." he said, leading Sebastian to a small pub a few blocks over.
The pub was great. It was small enough to be comfortable but big enough that they weren't squished with the other drinkers.
"Come on." he said, leading Sebastian to the bar in the back of the room. "I'll have a pint, please. And make it good. None of that American crap you call beer here."
Re: Provoking America [4b/?]
anonymous
July 9 2010, 07:51:24 UTC
Laughing, Sebastian sat beside Arthur and ordered a pint as well. "Man, it's good thing these bars have European stuff. I can't handle American beer. Too... bland."
Arthur laughed as the two of them recieved a dirty look or two from the barman and a few other patrons. "I don't understand how they can drink it." he agreed.
"Ah well. They just can't appreciate good taste." Sebastian made sure not to comment on the fact that Arthur was probably the cause of that...
He might not have said it, but Arthur caught the insinuation. "Is that a slight on my parentage?" he asked, jokingly, not letting himself be offended tonight.
Sebastian grinned broadly and nodded. "Guess you knew what I meant. Aw, well. It might not have been your fault anyway. Who knows how he would have turned out if you hadn't been there?"
Arthur laughed and took a long swig of the beer that had been placed in front of him. "I don't know. You had Norway but you turned out pretty barbaric for awhile." he teased.*
"Hey! I was the best in all of Northern Europe!" Sebastian couldn't help but smile though. "Man, just think about that makes me feel really old."
"Hah. Well, at least you don't look it." Arthur said consolingly.
"True. I'd be mistaken for a zombie if I looked my age." Snorting, Sebastian took a big gulp of his alcohol.
Arthur laughed again. He missed hanging out with Sebastian. He wondered why they had stopped as he downed the rest of his beer and ordered another.
Sebastian knew why they had stopped. It was because Arthur had kept getting drunk and ranting about Alfred leaving him. The poor bastard was so in love with that American, it was kind of sad.
Arthur continued to enjoy the evening and when they set off to leave, he decided to make his move. He was hardly drunk, but he had had enough that he could play it off as such if he was rejected. So, when they entered the elevator and were finally alone, Arthur pressed his lips to the Dane's.
Sebastian was pleasantly buzzed, not drunk enough to really act stupid or have trouble walking and he was in the company of a good friend. All in all, this evening had turned out to be fun. He had just expected to part ways with Arthur and see him again the next day, but the elevator ride turned out to be more eventful than he had imagined. Pulling back from Arthur, he laughed, asking, "Whoa there. How much have you had to drink?"
"Enough." Arthur murmured. What did he do now? He wasn't sure if that was a rejection or just a question. So he played the drunk card and kissed his friend again.
"Huh." Raising his eyebrows, Sebastian looked Arthur over and thought, 'What the hell?' before returning his friend's kiss. Arthur wasn't bad looking and he had to admit, he was pretty cool if it got someone like Arthur to kiss him.
'Bingo.' Arthur thought to himself, pressing his lips harder against Sebastian's. When the elevator bell rung and the doors opened at their floor, Arthur pulled away. "My room or yours?"
Grinning like crazy, Sebastian stepped out into the hallway, grabbing Arthur's arm and dragging him along. "Yours. Norway's next door to me and he'll pitch a fit if he hears anything."
Arthur chuckled and led Sebastian down the hall to his hotel room. Unlocking the door as quickly as possible, he pulled his friend inside and closed the door behind him.
As soon as the door was closed, Sebastian pulled Arthur into another kiss, stumbling along with him until they both fell onto the bed.
Arthur pulled Sebastian down on top of him and pressed another fiery kiss to his lips before sliding his hands down in-between them to unbutton and unzip the Dane's pants.
Sebastian's hands quickly went to discarding Arthur of his shirt, trying to undo all the buttons and not just rip the shirt off, because Arthur was really picky about things like that.
Arthur pulled Sebastian's pants down off his hips, leaving them for his friend to shake off and shrugged his own shirt off before making quick work of Sebastian's.
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*in reference to one of humon's SatW comics on dA
captcha: ottomans the. you want Turkey involved in this, captcha?
Re: Provoking America [4d/?] above is 4c. another author!anon fail.
anonymous
July 9 2010, 07:54:50 UTC
Kicking his pants off, Sebastian moved onto Arthur's pants, kissing him every so often. Finally pulling down the pants and boxers, he grinned down at Arthur.
Arthur bit his lip and looked up seductively at Sebastian, pushing down his boxers and kissing and biting at his neck.
Sebastian began pressing little kisses to Arthur's neck when he suddenly got a great idea. Continuing the kisses, he kissed down Arthur's neck to his chest. Between kisses, he whispered "O, hat this to sallied flesh would melt." Another kiss. "Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew..." A quick lick to Arthur nipple before grinning at him. "Lube and condoms?"
Arthur was alreading letting out little sounds of pleasure at the kisses but at the sounds of the Dane quoting Shakespeare, Hamlet none the less, he was more than turned on and he moaned loudly. "I-in my pants pocket," he gasped out.
"Good." Pulling back slightly, Sebastian grabbed the lube and a condom from the pants before tossing the clothing aside. Coating his fingers with lube, he gently pressed one against Arthur's entrance. "Ready?"
"God, yes." Arthur murmured, letting his head fall back against the sheets.
Smirking, Sebastian pressed a finger into Arthur, taking it slow. Sure, as much as he wanted to hurry this up, Arthur was still his friend and he didn't want to hurt him. "What a piece of work is a man... How noble in reason... How infinite in faculty..." His smirk widening, he pressed another finger into Arthur, using the quotes as a distraction. "In form, in moving, how express and admirable! In action how like an angel... In apprehension, how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals..."
"M-my hour is almost come-" Arthur gasped, not to be outdone. Dear God this was good. "When I...to s-sulphrous and tormenting flames m-must render up myself." he finished, straining to get the words out through the pants and gasps as Sebastian hit his prostate with his fingers.
Dear God, this was almost as good as the real thing.*
Sebastian added a third and final finger, but by now, he could see that Arthur was ready. After stretching him just a bit more, he pulled his fingers out, moving to grab the condom and lube, putting them on himself.
Arthur frowned when Sebastian removed his fingers, letting out a disapproving sound as he did so.
Pressing himself against Arthur's entrance, Sebastian leaned forward and purred into Arthur's ear, "Get thee to a nunnery." As he said the last word, he thrust inside his friend quickly, before waiting for Arthur to adjust.
Arthur cried out as Sebastian thrust inside him. "Move." he ordered. He wasn't some blushing virgin.
Rolling his eyes at Arthur's impatience, Sebastian wasted no time getting a rhythm going. He was just as impatient as Arthur.
Arthur pushed his hips up to meet each of Sebastian's thrusts. Jesus. Why had he not done this with his friend before?
Damn, Arthur was good at this. The fact simply made Sebastian happier, because damn if this wasn't the best lay he'd had in quite some time.
Arthur yanked Sebastian's face down for another kiss, shoving his tongue in the other's mouth. He guided one of Sebastian's hands down between their bodies, directing it to his throbbing erection, letting him know what he wanted.
Sebastian quickly took control over the kiss, tangling their tongues together before pushing forward and exploring Arthur's mouth. Swatting Arthur's hand away, he smiled into the kiss before grabbing his friend's erection, giving it a gentle squeeze and a slow stroke.
Arthur let out a shuddering moan at the combination of Sebastian's hand on his shaft and tongue searing across the roof of his mouth. He slammed his hips up harder to gain more friction, reveling in the sensation overload.
Sebastian kept his hand slow and steady in contrast with his thrusts, which were hard and fast, searching for that spot inside of Arthur. He could tell Arthur wanted that as well.
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*it is my headcanon that England and Shakespeare used to get it on and quote Will's writing back and forth at each other. XD
Re: Provoking America [4d/?] above is 4c. another author!anon fail.
anonymous
July 9 2010, 07:57:44 UTC
Arthur almost whined at the slow speed of the hand pumping him but held it in, though he didn't manage to stop his hips from bucking harder and faster, trying to compensate for Sebastian's tortuously slow hand. But before he could do anything else, the Dane had found that sweet spot inside of him and his cock was momentarily forgotten as he let out a keening cry.
'Found it.' With a wide grin, Sebastian aimed for that spot again, his lips pressing sloppy kisses to Arthur's neck and chest. His thumb brushed across the head of Arthur's erection, gently massaging the sensitive skin there.
Arthur slowly found himself to be losing the ability of coherent thought and let his head loll backwards as Sebastian kissed down his torso, writhing under his touch.
Sebastian couldn't really think of much else other than the heat around him and the feeling of Arthur beneath him. Damn, why had they never done this before?
He could feel himself coming undone quicker and quicker and he was so close. So damn close...if only Sebastian would start moving his hands faster...he let out another moan, trying to increase the rhythm on his own.
The Dane was also close and he finally moved his hand quicker, pressing their lips together in a heated kiss as he pushed himself and Arthur closer and closer to the edge.
'F-fuck...' Arthur gasped out, he could feel himself getting closer. "B-be all my sins remember'd!" he gasped out, quoting Hamlet one last time before releasing over their stomachs, muscles clenching around Sebastian, crying out as he let his orgasm carry him over the edge.
As Arthur tightened around him, Sebastian groaned and thrust in one last time before releasing as well. He panted softly as he rested his head on Arthur's chest, waiting for the stars behind his eyes to clear. "God daaaaaamn."
"Hah..." was all Arthur could manage as he tried to catch his breath. "Christ..." he breathed out.
Finally, Sebastian was able to pull out and he quickly discarded his condom in the trashcan before flopping down next to Arthur.
"Holy shit..." Arthur mumbled. That was probably the best lay he'd had since Shakespeare himself. Francis could say what he wanted about French being the language of love, but William could certainly give him a run for his money.
"That.... was awesome." Grinning, Sebastian ruffled Arthur's hair before sitting up. "I hate to be one of those guys that fucks and leaves but if Norge finds me missing... I'll probably kill me"
"Of course." Arthur laughs, "Go on and do what you need to do. We'll have to go drinking again sometime." he says, and he honestly means it, even if it didn't involve sex. Hanging out with Sebastian had been fun.
"We better. Maybe we should invite Gilbert too. It'll be like old times." Standing and stretching, the tall Dane gathered up his clothes. "Mind if I borrow your shower?"
"Sounds like a plan." Arthur says, grinning as he hoists himself up into a sitting position. "Yeah, go ahead." he replies, gesturing to the door behind Sebastian.
"Thanks." Sebastian hurried through his shower, knowing that Norway would probably sic his Troll on him if he was any later. With still damp hair, he got dressed and ready to leave. "I'll see you soon, Arthur!"
"See you, Sebastian." Arthur says fondly. It was then that he realized that he had managed to go the whole night without thinking of Alfred. But that thought also brought on more guilt than he felt like acknowledging so he switched off the lamp and flopped back down to go to sleep.
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well. i hoped you liked :D :D :D forgot to mention it, but my talented friend that did France and China RP'd Denny for me this chapter <3 I hoped you liked the Hamlet quotes. I tried to find good ones XD\
captcha: the trashcan. no, captcha. no sex in the trashcan. it's not sanitary.
“Why did you do that?” Alfred fumed. “I thought we were going to McDonalds! Why do you even wanna have dinner with that Commie bastard? You have me!” he whined.
“Well why shouldn’t I?” Arthur countered irritatedly. “You don’t own me and last I checked I don’t own you anymore. What claim do you have to me?” he said, his voice raising slightly in volume, ignoring the strange looks he was getting from the other nations. “Why shouldn’t I have friends?”
“Oh yeah, like this is just a ‘friends’ dinner.” Alfred spat, wondering why this was making him so angry.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Arthur asked.
“Oh, like you don’t know!” Alfred snapped. “I’ll go to McDonalds by myself. Have a nice date.” he said angrily, and stalked off.
‘What was that all about?’ Arthur thought to himself, slightly dazed by the turn of events. There was no way that Alfred could know about Francis or that human. Why the hell was he reacting so strongly to Arthur going on a date? That was what it was really, though Arthur admitted he was probably not going to pursue a relationship with China.
It was merely a…a cultural exchange.
*****
Arthur showed up at Yao's hotel room door at five o'clock sharp, bottle of a traditional Chinese wine in hand. He knocked lightly on the door having managed to keep his nerves to a minimum. He was stepping out on a ledge here. He didn't know what Yao wanted, or if Yao was even willing to go as far as Arthur was hoping for. What if he expected more afterwards? Arthur took a deep breath and decided to just take it step by step. And hopefully not make himself out to be a complete idiot by the end of the night
Yao had just finished preparing a simple Chinese meal, nothing too fancy, when he heard a knock on the door. "Coming, aru!" Opening the door, he saw Arthur and bowed politely before letting him in. "The food just finished. I hope you like it, aru!" He took the bottle of wine from Arthur and set it on the table where the food was waiting.
Arthur smiled at Yao when he opened the door and stepped in, letting the smell of the food waft over him. "It smells delicious." he said sincerely. "It's been far too long since I've had good Chinese food."
"It's just some things I remember you enjoying. It is nothing fancy, aru." Though Yao smiled, always liking compliments on his cooking.
Arthur nodded. "Thank you very much. I really appreciate it." he said, not sure of what to say. He never was good at social situations. As a pirate and an empire, he was more of the 'take what you want and leave no survivors' kind of nation, and now he was, he had to admit, pretty lonely, what with his only consistent social interaction being arguing with France and trying to ignore America.
Yao waited for Arthur to sit down as he poured some of the wine into nice glassed and made sure everything was in place. Still smiling, he sat down. "I do hope you like the food. It has been decades since I last cooked for you."
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"Well, we have both been busy these past few decades, I suppose. But that is all in the past now and there is no reason that you and I cannon be friends, aru~." Taking small bites of food, Yao studied Arthur across the table, still trying to figure out why the other man was here. "So... You wanted to talk about Hong Kong?"
"Yes, but not only that." Arthur said casually, trying not to sound like the sleazeball he felt like. Because saying 'No, I just wanted an excuse to get into your hotel room and hopefully your pants.' probably wouldn't go over very well. "As you said, we've both been very busy and we haven't talked outside of meetings in a very long time."
"Yes, I suppose that is true. Spending time with friends is always nice, aru." Smiling, Yao drank some wine, surprised at how good it was. Arthur really did remember some things from so long ago. "Well, Hong Kong is doing well these days. He spends a lot of time with Taiwan, teaching her things that you taught him."
Arthur smiled back, glad that everything seemed to be going smoothly. "That's good. She seems like a lovely girl." he said. 'Even though she insists on flirting so shamelessly with Alfred.' he thought, half recognizing how pathetic he sounded, thinking that.
"Thank you! I tried raising her well, aru, but she's so interested in the western world. She's become good friends with America as well." Yao frowned a little at that but decided not to really go into politics tonight. They got enough of that at work.
"Hah...So I've noticed." England said, not bothering to mention how much time he wasted wondering exactly how close the two were becoming.
"Is there anything else you wanted to discuss, aru? Not to offend, but this was rather sudden of you."
"None taken." Arthur replied. "It was rather sudden, I apologize. Uh, nothing in particular." he said. "Certainly not politics. I'm sure we've both had enough of it at the meetings."
"Yes, I have had enough political talk for today. How is America? He seems to be doing well." Yao was trying to slowly broach the topic of why Arthur had left the young country after the meeting like that.
"He's uh, he's doing well, I guess." Arthur said, scratching the back of his neck sheepishly. "We got into a bit of an argument this afternoon. I'm not sure why, but he doesn't seem to like the idea of me approaching other nations. He was being rather childish, actually." he said, not admitting, even to himself, that he had been behaving the same way when he had seen America and Taiwan together.
"I was wondering about that... You and America always eat together after meetings, so I was surprised when you asked me. Is something the matter between the two of you?" Yao honestly couldn't understand why those two were so childish around each other.
"Ah, no." England said. "Not that I know of at least. I've been wanting to branch out and try to befriend other nations for awhile. I just happened to do something about it today, and...you saw the rest." Arthur said awkwardly.
He bet Yao could see right through him. Francis said that all the nations except Alfred realized how Arthur felt about the stupid American, but he hoped Francis had been exaggerating.
Yao raised an eyebrow and then sighed, shaking his head. "I see, aru." Honestly, what were these two doing? They had been dancing around each other and their feelings since the World Wars and still hadn't done a damn thing about it.
Arthur blushed lightly, knowing he had been found out. What did he do now? Did he go for it? Did he wait to see if Yao would make a move? Let it go? He hoped that was it. He was feeling too embarrassed to do much of anything at all, and so he just moved to finish eating the food in front of him.
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Arthur, having finished his food, took the last sip of his wine, sure that he had messed up the entire evening. He supposed he wasn't going to succeed in every endeavor. And this one was most definitely awkward.
"Well, uhm. Thank you very much for the food. It really was wonderful." he said sincerely after Yao finished his own food.
"You are welcome, aru! If you ever want my food again, just ask! I am sure Hong Kong would like to see you again as well." Yao grabbed the dirty dishes to begin cleaning them. While he wasn't exactly sure why Arthur was here, he didn't mind the other's presence.
"Um. All right." Arthur said, glad that he was still welcome to become friends with the older nation. It would be nice to see Hong Kong again. "Well then, uh, goodnight." Arthur finished lamely.
"Goodnight! I'll tell Hong Kong you stopped by!"
"Great. Uh, have a lovely evening and thanks again for dinner. I'll see you at the meeting tomorrow."
"Yes, aru~. It has been nice!" Yao smiled as he led Arthur to the door.
Arthur smiled at the older nation and nodded as he opened the door. He waved politely before turning around and walking down the hallway.
Yao bowed as Arthur left, still smiling. "That was fun, aru~!"
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mwahahahaha. you were expecting smut, weren't you >:D well. Arthur can't succeed every time. Yao was RP'd by my lovely friend who RP'd France. We actually originally intended to have smut but...my Artie was just too awkward. XD (sorry for the excessive failposts tonight. it's 3AM here.
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China is a wrong target, Artie, you should try some easy ones :D
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I love this fill so much; Arthur's sexy!fail is awesome whether he scores or not. <3 And I like how Arthur can have warm, fuzzy feelings for his former colonies while actively trying to seduce China. Just awesome. Not to mention Alfred and Arthur's mutual ... emotional stupidity. You know, their huge, flaming blind spots for each other? Yeah, that emotional stupidity. A+, anon.
This is so fun to read, anon. And, uh, I didn't really expect more smut right away; jealous!Alfred-type plot needed to happen, after all. XD
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and yessss. I had considered having Arthur return the suggestion and be all "And if you'd like to come over for dinner at my house as well, blah blah blah" but decided he didn't need to endure any further embarrassment for the night.
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But any way I love it so far! Arthur's awkwardness is adorable it made me squeal big time. I can't wait to see what you do next! ^_^ But I really like how the date with China was more like two parents getting together to talk about their child after a divorce or something like that. xD It was so cute! <3
But anyway happy writing! I'm alright with any and all pairings that you pull up. There are very few I'm against and I like pretty much anyone [and everyone] with Arthur, though especially Alfred of course! xD ~Happy belated B-day to Alfie! 8D
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I'm glad you like it so far! And yeah. I had wanted there to be smut last chapter but when it was finished i realized i liked the awkward dynamic between the two better XD So I'm glad you enjoyed it as well <3
About to post part four! I hope you like it!
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All the Shakespeare quotes are from Hamlet. Since it takes place in Denmark and all <3
I hope you enjoy it!!
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When Arthur walked into the lobby of the conference building, he couldn’t help but blush lightly in an embarrassed fashion, when China waved to him. He waved back, hoping the other nation hadn’t noticed his pink cheeks, but even if he didn’t someone else did.
“How was your date?” Alfred asked tersely from behind him.
“It wasn’t a date!” Arthur insisted, sighing as he rolled his eyes.
“Oh, so it was just a one night stand? Did you have fun getting banged all night by that Commie asshole?” Alfred said quietly, with a venomous undertone, all the while wondering to himself why he cared so much.
“Alfred!” Arthur hissed. “I certainly did not shag Yao, and even if I did it would be none of your business. It was merely a dinner between friends.”
“A-America?”
Arthur and Alfred both whirled around, angry looks on both of their faces, to see who had interrupted their argument. Taiwan stood there, looking uncomfortable at the tense atmosphere, obviously wondering if approaching them at this moment in time really had been a good idea.
“Oh. Taiwan!” Alfred said energetically. “What’s up?” he said, glaring at Arthur one more time before donning his most charming smile and turning back to the small Asian girl, feeling especially smug about Arthur’s furious reaction to the gesture.
“I just wanted to thank you again for everything you’re doing to help me.” she began nervously. “My boss and I really appreciate it and we would like to invite you and your boss to my country for a dinner party.”
Alfred’s grin widened. Taiwan was a nice girl, and he would have accepted the offer either way, but judging by the slight change in Arthur’s expression at the offer, it would be the perfect chance for revenge. “I’d love to, Taiwan!” he said enthusiastically. “I’ll talk to my boss after the meeting.”
“Y-yes, of course. Thank you very much, America.” Taiwan said politely, nodding and turning around to enter the conference room.
“What’s that look for?” Alfred said with a smirk as he turned around to see Arthur glaring at him. “It’s just a dinner between friends,” he said, throwing Arthur’s words back in his face before stalking through the doors.
Arthur glared daggers at Alfred’s back as the cocky young nation walked away from him. He was going to shag someone tonight. No failures this time.
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captcha: gayern be. hmmmm.
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Sebastian's attention was taken away from Norway, who actually didn't mind that, running off with Iceland before the older nation could keep them around. "Arthur! How are ya?" Clapping the younger nation on the shoulder, he grinned at him.
"I'm doing well, I guess." he said, trying not to be so obvious with his lie. "And you?”
"That's great!" Denmark kept the big grin on his face. "I've been doing great myself. So, what brings you over here?"
"Oh, well, I just thought you might be interested in going out for a drink. You know, like we used to?" he suggested.
"A drink? Sure! That sounds great! It's been a long time since we've gone drinking together."
"Yes, it has. Far too long." Arthur said with a smile. "What time shall I meet you? I'd like to change out of my uniform at least."
"Sure, same here. An hour? That sounds like a good time, don't you think?" Sebastian thought for a moment, hoping he had casual clothes.
"Of course." Arthur said, nodding and holding a hand out to shake Denmark's/
Shaking Arthur's hand, Sebastian bade him goodbye before going off in search of Norway. He still had an hour to bother the shorter nation.
Arthur almost laughed at how easy that had been. Not at all as awkward as his encounter with China. Shooting a smirk at Alfred who was glaring at him from the corner, Arthur excused himself from the room to get changed.
When he reached his room he was already feeling a lot better about himself. He could already tell this would go much more smoothly than last night’s dinner. Pulling on a pair of tight, ripped jeans, boots and an old T-shirt from his Punk era that he had brought along, (just in case), he looked at himself in the full length mirror the hotel room provided. He carefully put in his lip ring and ran his fingers through his hair, creating a ‘stylishly disheveled look’ as Francis would put it.
When it was time to leave he took a deep breath. Grabbing his jacket, wallet and a condom (which was shoved into his pocket), he was ready to go.
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An hour later, Sebastian was waiting in the hotel lobby for Arthur, pretty excited for this drink. It had been forever since he had gone drinking with the other nation, mainly because these days, it seemed that Arthur spent all his time with Alfred. "Ah! Arthur! Great timing!"
“Hello, Sebastian,” he said, greeting his old friend with a smile when he reached the lobby of the hotel. “Are you ready to go?” he asked, pulling on his jacket.
"Are you ready to go?" he asked, pulling on his jacket
"Yup. Let's go already!"
Arthur laughed at his childish impatience and led the way out of the hotel room. "Where should we go?"
"The closet bar! Unless you don't want anyone else to see you?" Sebastian knew that Francis loved to bother Arthur, especially when drinking.
"No, no it's fine." Arthur said. "The nearest bar it is." he said, leading Sebastian to a small pub a few blocks over.
The pub was great. It was small enough to be comfortable but big enough that they weren't squished with the other drinkers.
"Come on." he said, leading Sebastian to the bar in the back of the room. "I'll have a pint, please. And make it good. None of that American crap you call beer here."
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Arthur laughed as the two of them recieved a dirty look or two from the barman and a few other patrons. "I don't understand how they can drink it." he agreed.
"Ah well. They just can't appreciate good taste." Sebastian made sure not to comment on the fact that Arthur was probably the cause of that...
He might not have said it, but Arthur caught the insinuation. "Is that a slight on my parentage?" he asked, jokingly, not letting himself be offended tonight.
Sebastian grinned broadly and nodded. "Guess you knew what I meant. Aw, well. It might not have been your fault anyway. Who knows how he would have turned out if you hadn't been there?"
Arthur laughed and took a long swig of the beer that had been placed in front of him. "I don't know. You had Norway but you turned out pretty barbaric for awhile." he teased.*
"Hey! I was the best in all of Northern Europe!" Sebastian couldn't help but smile though. "Man, just think about that makes me feel really old."
"Hah. Well, at least you don't look it." Arthur said consolingly.
"True. I'd be mistaken for a zombie if I looked my age." Snorting, Sebastian took a big gulp of his alcohol.
Arthur laughed again. He missed hanging out with Sebastian. He wondered why they had stopped as he downed the rest of his beer and ordered another.
Sebastian knew why they had stopped. It was because Arthur had kept getting drunk and ranting about Alfred leaving him. The poor bastard was so in love with that American, it was kind of sad.
Arthur continued to enjoy the evening and when they set off to leave, he decided to make his move. He was hardly drunk, but he had had enough that he could play it off as such if he was rejected. So, when they entered the elevator and were finally alone, Arthur pressed his lips to the Dane's.
Sebastian was pleasantly buzzed, not drunk enough to really act stupid or have trouble walking and he was in the company of a good friend. All in all, this evening had turned out to be fun. He had just expected to part ways with Arthur and see him again the next day, but the elevator ride turned out to be more eventful than he had imagined. Pulling back from Arthur, he laughed, asking, "Whoa there. How much have you had to drink?"
"Enough." Arthur murmured. What did he do now? He wasn't sure if that was a rejection or just a question. So he played the drunk card and kissed his friend again.
"Huh." Raising his eyebrows, Sebastian looked Arthur over and thought, 'What the hell?' before returning his friend's kiss. Arthur wasn't bad looking and he had to admit, he was pretty cool if it got someone like Arthur to kiss him.
'Bingo.' Arthur thought to himself, pressing his lips harder against Sebastian's. When the elevator bell rung and the doors opened at their floor, Arthur pulled away. "My room or yours?"
Grinning like crazy, Sebastian stepped out into the hallway, grabbing Arthur's arm and dragging him along. "Yours. Norway's next door to me and he'll pitch a fit if he hears anything."
Arthur chuckled and led Sebastian down the hall to his hotel room. Unlocking the door as quickly as possible, he pulled his friend inside and closed the door behind him.
As soon as the door was closed, Sebastian pulled Arthur into another kiss, stumbling along with him until they both fell onto the bed.
Arthur pulled Sebastian down on top of him and pressed another fiery kiss to his lips before sliding his hands down in-between them to unbutton and unzip the Dane's pants.
Sebastian's hands quickly went to discarding Arthur of his shirt, trying to undo all the buttons and not just rip the shirt off, because Arthur was really picky about things like that.
Arthur pulled Sebastian's pants down off his hips, leaving them for his friend to shake off and shrugged his own shirt off before making quick work of Sebastian's.
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*in reference to one of humon's SatW comics on dA
captcha: ottomans the. you want Turkey involved in this, captcha?
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Arthur bit his lip and looked up seductively at Sebastian, pushing down his boxers and kissing and biting at his neck.
Sebastian began pressing little kisses to Arthur's neck when he suddenly got a great idea. Continuing the kisses, he kissed down Arthur's neck to his chest. Between kisses, he whispered "O, hat this to sallied flesh would melt." Another kiss. "Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew..." A quick lick to Arthur nipple before grinning at him. "Lube and condoms?"
Arthur was alreading letting out little sounds of pleasure at the kisses but at the sounds of the Dane quoting Shakespeare, Hamlet none the less, he was more than turned on and he moaned loudly. "I-in my pants pocket," he gasped out.
"Good." Pulling back slightly, Sebastian grabbed the lube and a condom from the pants before tossing the clothing aside. Coating his fingers with lube, he gently pressed one against Arthur's entrance. "Ready?"
"God, yes." Arthur murmured, letting his head fall back against the sheets.
Smirking, Sebastian pressed a finger into Arthur, taking it slow. Sure, as much as he wanted to hurry this up, Arthur was still his friend and he didn't want to hurt him. "What a piece of work is a man... How noble in reason... How infinite in faculty..." His smirk widening, he pressed another finger into Arthur, using the quotes as a distraction. "In form, in moving, how express and admirable! In action how like an angel... In apprehension, how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals..."
"M-my hour is almost come-" Arthur gasped, not to be outdone. Dear God this was good. "When I...to s-sulphrous and tormenting flames m-must render up myself." he finished, straining to get the words out through the pants and gasps as Sebastian hit his prostate with his fingers.
Dear God, this was almost as good as the real thing.*
Sebastian added a third and final finger, but by now, he could see that Arthur was ready. After stretching him just a bit more, he pulled his fingers out, moving to grab the condom and lube, putting them on himself.
Arthur frowned when Sebastian removed his fingers, letting out a disapproving sound as he did so.
Pressing himself against Arthur's entrance, Sebastian leaned forward and purred into Arthur's ear, "Get thee to a nunnery." As he said the last word, he thrust inside his friend quickly, before waiting for Arthur to adjust.
Arthur cried out as Sebastian thrust inside him. "Move." he ordered. He wasn't some blushing virgin.
Rolling his eyes at Arthur's impatience, Sebastian wasted no time getting a rhythm going. He was just as impatient as Arthur.
Arthur pushed his hips up to meet each of Sebastian's thrusts. Jesus. Why had he not done this with his friend before?
Damn, Arthur was good at this. The fact simply made Sebastian happier, because damn if this wasn't the best lay he'd had in quite some time.
Arthur yanked Sebastian's face down for another kiss, shoving his tongue in the other's mouth. He guided one of Sebastian's hands down between their bodies, directing it to his throbbing erection, letting him know what he wanted.
Sebastian quickly took control over the kiss, tangling their tongues together before pushing forward and exploring Arthur's mouth. Swatting Arthur's hand away, he smiled into the kiss before grabbing his friend's erection, giving it a gentle squeeze and a slow stroke.
Arthur let out a shuddering moan at the combination of Sebastian's hand on his shaft and tongue searing across the roof of his mouth. He slammed his hips up harder to gain more friction, reveling in the sensation overload.
Sebastian kept his hand slow and steady in contrast with his thrusts, which were hard and fast, searching for that spot inside of Arthur. He could tell Arthur wanted that as well.
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*it is my headcanon that England and Shakespeare used to get it on and quote Will's writing back and forth at each other. XD
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'Found it.' With a wide grin, Sebastian aimed for that spot again, his lips pressing sloppy kisses to Arthur's neck and chest. His thumb brushed across the head of Arthur's erection, gently massaging the sensitive skin there.
Arthur slowly found himself to be losing the ability of coherent thought and let his head loll backwards as Sebastian kissed down his torso, writhing under his touch.
Sebastian couldn't really think of much else other than the heat around him and the feeling of Arthur beneath him. Damn, why had they never done this before?
He could feel himself coming undone quicker and quicker and he was so close. So damn close...if only Sebastian would start moving his hands faster...he let out another moan, trying to increase the rhythm on his own.
The Dane was also close and he finally moved his hand quicker, pressing their lips together in a heated kiss as he pushed himself and Arthur closer and closer to the edge.
'F-fuck...' Arthur gasped out, he could feel himself getting closer. "B-be all my sins remember'd!" he gasped out, quoting Hamlet one last time before releasing over their stomachs, muscles clenching around Sebastian, crying out as he let his orgasm carry him over the edge.
As Arthur tightened around him, Sebastian groaned and thrust in one last time before releasing as well. He panted softly as he rested his head on Arthur's chest, waiting for the stars behind his eyes to clear. "God daaaaaamn."
"Hah..." was all Arthur could manage as he tried to catch his breath. "Christ..." he breathed out.
Finally, Sebastian was able to pull out and he quickly discarded his condom in the trashcan before flopping down next to Arthur.
"Holy shit..." Arthur mumbled. That was probably the best lay he'd had since Shakespeare himself. Francis could say what he wanted about French being the language of love, but William could certainly give him a run for his money.
"That.... was awesome." Grinning, Sebastian ruffled Arthur's hair before sitting up. "I hate to be one of those guys that fucks and leaves but if Norge finds me missing... I'll probably kill me"
"Of course." Arthur laughs, "Go on and do what you need to do. We'll have to go drinking again sometime." he says, and he honestly means it, even if it didn't involve sex. Hanging out with Sebastian had been fun.
"We better. Maybe we should invite Gilbert too. It'll be like old times." Standing and stretching, the tall Dane gathered up his clothes. "Mind if I borrow your shower?"
"Sounds like a plan." Arthur says, grinning as he hoists himself up into a sitting position. "Yeah, go ahead." he replies, gesturing to the door behind Sebastian.
"Thanks." Sebastian hurried through his shower, knowing that Norway would probably sic his Troll on him if he was any later. With still damp hair, he got dressed and ready to leave. "I'll see you soon, Arthur!"
"See you, Sebastian." Arthur says fondly. It was then that he realized that he had managed to go the whole night without thinking of Alfred. But that thought also brought on more guilt than he felt like acknowledging so he switched off the lamp and flopped back down to go to sleep.
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well. i hoped you liked :D :D :D forgot to mention it, but my talented friend that did France and China RP'd Denny for me this chapter <3 I hoped you liked the Hamlet quotes. I tried to find good ones XD\
captcha: the trashcan. no, captcha. no sex in the trashcan. it's not sanitary.
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*was hesitant to comment at first* xD Helping you write this is fun~ *huggles you* You need to kick me into gear on my fills. Dx
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