You Wish (7.5c/?) aka: the part Portugal didn't hear, aka: the additional smut
anonymous
November 2 2010, 21:48:46 UTC
“Five years is too long,” Alfred moaned into his shoulder, pressing his lips against it in a lazy kiss.
“Five days is too long,” Arthur replied, one hand in Alfred’s hair, the other lopped around his back as if afraid he might disappear if Arthur let go.
“Five minutes,” his lover shot back, making a bit of a game out of it, as he leaned up with a spark of easy amusement in his eye.
“Five seconds.” And it had been longer than that since they’d last kisses, and Arthur already wanted him back, so perhaps this time limit was accurate. Either way, Arthur used the hand still in Alfred’s hair and pulled him down for a kiss. It was slow, growing from chaste to open-mouthed and blatantly wanton over a time, with brushing tongues and soft sighs to smooth the transition.
Arthur eventually pulled away, having to hold Alfred in place lest he follow and just keep kissing him until they both ran out of air and expired here in this ravine. It would be a decent way to die, but Arthur wasn’t ready for death yet after having just got Alfred back, not even so sweet a one as dying in Alfred’s embrace. Instead, he kissed the rise of Alfred’s cheek bone, smiling up at him.
“We need to be moving,” he said firmly, no less fondly. “Francis will still be looking for us, and our little tumble has set us on the path toward the Fire Swamp.”
“Little tumble?” Alfred laughed softly. “You pushed me down a cliff, you madman.”
“I thought you were the man who I’d thought killed you,” Arthur defended. “That hardly sounds sensible now, but I was under the impression you were that god awful Roberts pirate.”
“I am.” The ease with which Alfred said it made Arthur suspicious, but his suspicions floated away when Alfred tipped down to kiss him gently. “I’ll explain later,” he promised. “For now, let’s go see what that stupid swamp has to throw at us!”
Oh, he’d missed that enthusiasm. That willingness to give anything a go, and that determination to conquer any challenge. And more than anything, Arthur was glad Alfred had such a stubborn streak. It was what had won him Arthur’s love in the first place, and it was surely what had miraculously brought him back.
“Yes, let’s,” Arthur agreed, half-resigned, half-amused. “But first, we need to, ah, clean up.”
“Of course,” Alfred said, nodding. He reached to take Arthur’s sticky hand in his, lapping at the evidence of their passion. Arthur groaned and shuddered. Thank God they couldn’t go at it again so soon, because Alfred seemed to be an expert at turning him on. He didn’t stop the larger man though, and when both his hand and stomach had been licked clean, Arthur was panting, but determined to move on without getting caught up in Alfred.
“Lovely,” he said, ignoring his own breathlessness and pushing Alfred off of him to fix his clothes. Alfred moved to pull up his own trousers, going after his shirt when that job was done. Arthur watched him shuck the thing on, having already dressed himself. He was secretly glad that Alfred’s mask had been caught somewhere in their fall. He’d rather not have Alfred’s face hidden from him.
Giving up the search for his mask, Alfred came back to him, pulling Arthur to his feet. There was only a half second of silent staring before Arthur cupped Alfred’s face in his hands and kissed him thoroughly, innocently but with all the joy of finally having Alfred back and in his arms. He released his lover and grinned at the dazed, silly smile he got in return, then dropped his hands to clasp one of Alfred’s.
“Let’s get going.”
- Sorry for taking so long! But that's it for the extra smut. Now...back to the story!
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Re: You Wish (7.5c/?) aka: the part Portugal didn't hear, aka: the additional smut
anonymous
November 3 2010, 02:57:32 UTC
OH hello! I'm sorry being at University is sucking your time - but, hey, THIS WAS TOTALLY WORTH IT. :3 I'm glad you're still working on it an I'll be super patient, promise!
“Five days is too long,” Arthur replied, one hand in Alfred’s hair, the other lopped around his back as if afraid he might disappear if Arthur let go.
“Five minutes,” his lover shot back, making a bit of a game out of it, as he leaned up with a spark of easy amusement in his eye.
“Five seconds.” And it had been longer than that since they’d last kisses, and Arthur already wanted him back, so perhaps this time limit was accurate. Either way, Arthur used the hand still in Alfred’s hair and pulled him down for a kiss. It was slow, growing from chaste to open-mouthed and blatantly wanton over a time, with brushing tongues and soft sighs to smooth the transition.
Arthur eventually pulled away, having to hold Alfred in place lest he follow and just keep kissing him until they both ran out of air and expired here in this ravine. It would be a decent way to die, but Arthur wasn’t ready for death yet after having just got Alfred back, not even so sweet a one as dying in Alfred’s embrace. Instead, he kissed the rise of Alfred’s cheek bone, smiling up at him.
“We need to be moving,” he said firmly, no less fondly. “Francis will still be looking for us, and our little tumble has set us on the path toward the Fire Swamp.”
“Little tumble?” Alfred laughed softly. “You pushed me down a cliff, you madman.”
“I thought you were the man who I’d thought killed you,” Arthur defended. “That hardly sounds sensible now, but I was under the impression you were that god awful Roberts pirate.”
“I am.” The ease with which Alfred said it made Arthur suspicious, but his suspicions floated away when Alfred tipped down to kiss him gently. “I’ll explain later,” he promised. “For now, let’s go see what that stupid swamp has to throw at us!”
Oh, he’d missed that enthusiasm. That willingness to give anything a go, and that determination to conquer any challenge. And more than anything, Arthur was glad Alfred had such a stubborn streak. It was what had won him Arthur’s love in the first place, and it was surely what had miraculously brought him back.
“Yes, let’s,” Arthur agreed, half-resigned, half-amused. “But first, we need to, ah, clean up.”
“Of course,” Alfred said, nodding. He reached to take Arthur’s sticky hand in his, lapping at the evidence of their passion. Arthur groaned and shuddered. Thank God they couldn’t go at it again so soon, because Alfred seemed to be an expert at turning him on. He didn’t stop the larger man though, and when both his hand and stomach had been licked clean, Arthur was panting, but determined to move on without getting caught up in Alfred.
“Lovely,” he said, ignoring his own breathlessness and pushing Alfred off of him to fix his clothes. Alfred moved to pull up his own trousers, going after his shirt when that job was done. Arthur watched him shuck the thing on, having already dressed himself. He was secretly glad that Alfred’s mask had been caught somewhere in their fall. He’d rather not have Alfred’s face hidden from him.
Giving up the search for his mask, Alfred came back to him, pulling Arthur to his feet. There was only a half second of silent staring before Arthur cupped Alfred’s face in his hands and kissed him thoroughly, innocently but with all the joy of finally having Alfred back and in his arms. He released his lover and grinned at the dazed, silly smile he got in return, then dropped his hands to clasp one of Alfred’s.
“Let’s get going.”
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