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"I hate you!" Arthur suddenly said and Alfred could suddenly smell the liquor on his breath, blue eyes widening in surprise for a moment upon realizing that Arthur was drunk and then darkening slightly in amusement, a smirk lifting the corners of his lips. Arthur drunk, now there was something he had never seen before.
"I honestly cannot understand what it is about you that everyone finds so damnably appealing!" Arthur said loudly, turning to Alfred and scowling, his eyes glassy even as his words retained that acerbic English discourse. "You are absolutely the most impetuous, hard-headed, idealistic twat I have ever met, much less had the responsibility of managing!"
Alfred could feel himself start to frown, several objections rising in his throat but Arthur didn't let him get further than that.
"I try, you know! I try bloody well hard to put you out of my mind and I am discovering even imbibing amounts of alcohol which exceed the recommended amount for my weight index even bleeding work!" Arthur shifted, clumsily pulling his legs up onto the couch, turning to face Alfred, raising himself slightly unsteadily onto his knees and jabbing Alfred in the chest with a single stern finger.
"You are everywhere! Don't think the irony doesn't escape me either and, and....and I really hate you even when all I can think about it how much I fucking want you and it is Driving. Me. Crazy!" He punctuated the last three words with three sharp jabs to the chest and then sealed his short rant by throwing himself upon the American.
Alfred almost stood in shock, which would have sent Arthur sprawling across the floor, but he remained where he was, Arthur's legs swinging across to brace themselves on either side of him, his hands in his hair, on his shoulder and his mouth descended upon his neck, sucking and kissing and biting furiously and, if Alfred had been given time to process this, would have likely found it very enjoyable.
Arthur was still talking, between open mouthed kisses, between nips and sharper bites to his throat and ear, whispering lowly, a constant stream of sound and sensation that was making Alfred dizzy. "I need you," said Arthur. "I need you inside me, apart of me and fuck, maybe I'm as crazy as Russia but Alfred, Alfred, I need you, please, Alfred!"
And then Arthur rolled his hips against the younger nation's, making him shudder and jerk into a sudden active awareness that made him rock his own pelvis up to meet Arthur's and Arthur moaned, loud and low and right in Alfred's ear and fuck, he didn't even realize it when his own voice mixes with Arthur's in his own groan of pleasure.
"Alfred. Oh, God, fuck me. Do it!" Arthur moaned, pressing his forehead against the fabric covering Alfred's shoulder. A moment later Alfred's hands are pushing him away and fumbling with the buttons of Arthur's trousers, lifting him and he can't really follow the schematics of the whole thing but his slacks are suddenly around his ankles, Alfred's own fly is open, his cock out and in hand, hard for him, for him, just, God, oh him! Alfred pulled him back into the curve of his lap, Arthur's erection bumping into the contradictory hard softness of Alfred's stomach, making him give a bitten off cry at the contact.
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