different author than before, hope you don't mind...? because UK/us needs more love.
"Hey," Arthur whispered, gently nudging the younger nation with an elbow.
"Nng what?" he said, blinking blearily, a childish pout pulling at his lower lip.
"Wanna join the Mile High Club?"
Alfred's eyebrows pulled together in sleepy confusion, obviously putting effort into understanding the term, and why it made Arthur look so.... excited. "The... what?"
"Mile High Club."
He almost rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I heard you. I'm already part of a club. I don't need the miles."
Arthur let his slight crabbiness at being woken up slide, partially helped by the younger's adorable ignorance. "It has nothing to do with actual miles. Go to the lavatory and - "
Alfred raised an eyebrow.
Arthur sighed. "Bathroom and wait for me."
The pout returned. "I don't see how we could join a club in an airplane bathroom." At Arthur's look, he got up and shrugged. "Fine, fine, whatever..."
Several minutes later, Arthur casually got up and headed towards the lavatory, knocking on the door lightly and whispering, "It's me."
"....Who?"
Arthur straightened and turned to face the other door, cheeks bright red. Knocking gently on the door, he heard a cranky, familiar, "What?" and sighed in relief. "It's me," he said again. "Open the door."
"Doesn't a bathroom usually mean privacy?"
"I sent you here, you git, now open the damned door."
"Fine." Quickly, as soon as the door slid open, Arthur ducked inside, shutting and locking it behind him without a word. Alfred sat on top of the toilet seat cover, arms folded, looking up at Arthur. "Now what?"
Arthur sighed, again. "Take off your clothing."
"What?"
"Take off your clothing. Or just your pants is fine too."
"You're not serious. We're in a public place."
"No," Arthur grinned sensually, looking very much like a hungry cat. He grabbed one of the pant legs of Alfred's sweatpants and tugged. "We're in the Mile High Club. Now, off."
Alfred, startled at the sudden commanding tone the other man had taken with him, obeyed instinctively, slipping out of his pants. Arthur quickly removed his boxers as well, then taking care of his own.
"Hmm.... how about we start with you sucking my cock?"
Flying High (2/2)
anonymous
June 3 2010, 03:46:27 UTC
Leaning forward, Alfred did as told, taking Arthur's length in his mouth and massaging his balls with the palm of his hand. Arthur, in return, reaching over and pushing a finger into Alfred.
"Just like that," Arthur murmured, inserting another finger without provocation. When Alfred moaned, Arthur buried himself deep inside his throat to muffle the sound. Grinning, he scolded lightly, "Wouldn't want anyone to hear now, would we~?"
Turning Alfred around (with only a little bit of difficulty), Arthur bent him over the toilet and pushed in, groaning quietly, slowly picking up the pace. Alfred moved to meet his thrusts and bit his lip to fight the sounds he was dying to make.
"Oh g-god, Arthur...." Alfred moaned. "P-please...."
That did it; Arthur sucked forcefully on the his otherwise blemish-free skin and pulled out, coming on Alfred's back. Alfred soon followed, supported by the walls and counters in the tiny room.
Panting, cheeks flushed and satiated, Arthur finally spoke, "We should clean up. How did you like the Club?"
"I'm thinking," Alfred replied with a grin, "We may need to renew our subscription. Soon."
Re: Flying High (2/2)
anonymous
June 5 2010, 20:16:00 UTC
Veyr nice, to see Arthur being the main instigator for once! And he was so commanding and seductive *swoons*
"Just like that," Arthur murmured, inserting another finger without provocation. When Alfred moaned, Arthur buried himself deep inside his throat to muffle the sound. Grinning, he scolded lightly, "Wouldn't want anyone to hear now, would we~?"
SEXIEST PART OF THE STORY. I like Arthur urging him on, inserting his finger like that, Alfred moaning and Arthur taking the advantage to bury himself inside his mouth, oh god *faps* I have such a forceful-and-dominant!blowjob kink...
"Hey," Arthur whispered, gently nudging the younger nation with an elbow.
"Nng what?" he said, blinking blearily, a childish pout pulling at his lower lip.
"Wanna join the Mile High Club?"
Alfred's eyebrows pulled together in sleepy confusion, obviously putting effort into understanding the term, and why it made Arthur look so.... excited. "The... what?"
"Mile High Club."
He almost rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I heard you. I'm already part of a club. I don't need the miles."
Arthur let his slight crabbiness at being woken up slide, partially helped by the younger's adorable ignorance. "It has nothing to do with actual miles. Go to the lavatory and - "
Alfred raised an eyebrow.
Arthur sighed. "Bathroom and wait for me."
The pout returned. "I don't see how we could join a club in an airplane bathroom." At Arthur's look, he got up and shrugged. "Fine, fine, whatever..."
Several minutes later, Arthur casually got up and headed towards the lavatory, knocking on the door lightly and whispering, "It's me."
"....Who?"
Arthur straightened and turned to face the other door, cheeks bright red. Knocking gently on the door, he heard a cranky, familiar, "What?" and sighed in relief. "It's me," he said again. "Open the door."
"Doesn't a bathroom usually mean privacy?"
"I sent you here, you git, now open the damned door."
"Fine." Quickly, as soon as the door slid open, Arthur ducked inside, shutting and locking it behind him without a word. Alfred sat on top of the toilet seat cover, arms folded, looking up at Arthur. "Now what?"
Arthur sighed, again. "Take off your clothing."
"What?"
"Take off your clothing. Or just your pants is fine too."
"You're not serious. We're in a public place."
"No," Arthur grinned sensually, looking very much like a hungry cat. He grabbed one of the pant legs of Alfred's sweatpants and tugged. "We're in the Mile High Club. Now, off."
Alfred, startled at the sudden commanding tone the other man had taken with him, obeyed instinctively, slipping out of his pants. Arthur quickly removed his boxers as well, then taking care of his own.
"Hmm.... how about we start with you sucking my cock?"
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Leaning forward, Alfred did as told, taking Arthur's length in his mouth and massaging his balls with the palm of his hand. Arthur, in return, reaching over and pushing a finger into Alfred.
"Just like that," Arthur murmured, inserting another finger without provocation. When Alfred moaned, Arthur buried himself deep inside his throat to muffle the sound. Grinning, he scolded lightly, "Wouldn't want anyone to hear now, would we~?"
Turning Alfred around (with only a little bit of difficulty), Arthur bent him over the toilet and pushed in, groaning quietly, slowly picking up the pace. Alfred moved to meet his thrusts and bit his lip to fight the sounds he was dying to make.
"Oh g-god, Arthur...." Alfred moaned. "P-please...."
That did it; Arthur sucked forcefully on the his otherwise blemish-free skin and pulled out, coming on Alfred's back. Alfred soon followed, supported by the walls and counters in the tiny room.
Panting, cheeks flushed and satiated, Arthur finally spoke, "We should clean up. How did you like the Club?"
"I'm thinking," Alfred replied with a grin, "We may need to renew our subscription. Soon."
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"Just like that," Arthur murmured, inserting another finger without provocation. When Alfred moaned, Arthur buried himself deep inside his throat to muffle the sound. Grinning, he scolded lightly, "Wouldn't want anyone to hear now, would we~?"
SEXIEST PART OF THE STORY. I like Arthur urging him on, inserting his finger like that, Alfred moaning and Arthur taking the advantage to bury himself inside his mouth, oh god *faps*
I have such a forceful-and-dominant!blowjob kink...
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I love <3
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