Alfred made a hoarse, greedy sound and darted abruptly forward as Arthur leaned back, catching his lips with his and kissing him as if he mattered. And it did matter, didn’t it? Arthur leaned into it eagerly, wrapping his arms around Alfred’s neck and biting and licking Alfred’s bottom lip until the other opened his mouth to him. They were kissing messily, violently, teeth and tongues more than lips and it was the single best kiss in Arthur’s life. He burried his fingers in that dirty blond hair and pulled, cock hardening at the sound Alfred made. Arthur gave the other’s hips a squeeze with the thighs wrapped around his waist and their stomachs slid together.
“A-Arthur, oh god-“Alfred breathed hoarsely, “I’ve always, you were-“, before he dragged him in another one of those kisses, and Arthur opened his mouth and let him dominate the kiss, pushing his hips down on Alfred’s, his cock sliding against Alfred’s hardness even through the material of their uniforms and oh. They must have both moaned into the kiss, and Alfred tried to thrust back up with difficulty as he was pined down, so Arthur reluctantly pulled back from the kiss to help set the pace.
“I-Alfred, me too, you damn idiot-“ He threw his head back and bucked down harder -god this was happening, wasn’t it, Alfred’s cock was so hard against his own, and Arthur wondered what it would feel like inside him, with him riding it, how tight Alfred would be around him-
“Damn Arthur, ah, you look so hot like this.” Alfred was muttering between gasps, before cupping the back of Arthur’s neck to lick his way up and bite and nip at his earlobe. Arthur awarded him with a harder thrust, hips circling in place faster. He could feel the sweat running down his temples, his uniform sticking to him like a second skin, but none of that mattered as much as Alfred’s kisses and the rapid heartbeat against his own did. “A-Alfred, fuck-“ They were both so hard now, so hard, his cock was throbbing, just a bit more, Alfred’s hips joined his in thrusting, and Arthur whispered hotly against his lips, “Together, let’s-“
“Yesss.” Alfred hissed, kissing him deeply, letting Arthur lick his way inside and suck on his tongue, and his balls were tightening, that feeling, yes, he was just, almost there- Harder, faster, faster, oh god.
Arthur shuddered as he came, seeing white behind his tightly closed eyelids and he couldn’t breathe, his lungs were burning, but he still didn’t break the kiss. Alfred groaned loudly into it as his own orgasm washed over him, moaning Arthur’s name against his lips and quivering whole.
Their lips made a noisy, wet sound when the stopped kissing in order to breathe and it sounded so obscene and so hot that Arthur couldn't help groaning. He let his head fall on Alfred’s shoulder while he tried to catch his breath, and Alfred copied him, the arms that were wrapped around Arthur’s waist not moving away but hugging him tighter against his chest.
“Wow.” Arthur couldn’t help but chuckle huskily at that, because he hadn’t heard that awed tone in such a long time.
“Eloquent...as ever, hah, Alfred?”
“Hey! I can’t help it if you turned my brain into a mess.” Arthur blushed at that (which was absurd, after what they had just done, but then again Alfred always made him do things like that for some inexplicable reason) and pulled back to look the other in the eye.
“Alfred, this-“
“I kinda hope next time won’t be taking place in a closet or whatever. That...well, it wasn’t the most romantic place I could think of.” Alfred threw him a wide smile that filled Arthur’s stomach with butterflies. Oh god, he said next time, he wanted this again. He’d answered all of Arthur’s questions and dissolved all of his lingering doubts without even knowing it. Only Alfred. Stupid brat, for making him fall in love with him like this.
“Ugh, my pants are a mess now. I wanna get out of here.”
“Me too, Alfred. Oi, once we do get out of here-“
“Oh yes.”
Arthur smirked. Things were going to be interesting from now on. Maybe Germany could actually be useful.
MY ENGLISH JUST BROKE. CANNOT BRAIN TOTAL SHUT DOWN THANK YOU.
This just...GUH. Moltenly hot and rough and I love your italics and the focus and the always and the oh my god. Have an internet. And a cookie. And another internet. And some butterflies for good measure. And my soul.
A-AUTHOR!ANON DOES NOT DESERVE THAT MUCH PRAISE b-but, I'll take the cookie. And the internet, jasskjhyg, I love anon for this comment ♥♥ you made my morning 8D
O-oh. Y-your characterization is so delicious and your Alfred was so positively nnnnngh (not that your Arthur wasn't spot-on, but somehow your Alfred alkngdskn).
PLEASE, AUTHOR!NON, if you do get married to that anonymous above, let me be your mistress or something. I must repay you for this awesomeness *offers candy she was given yesterday meanwhile*.
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May 10 2009, 12:14:43 UTC
M-My, you anons sure know how to make me blush, sghfsh. Thank you so much, anon, my biggest worry is always characterization; I have to admit Alfred comes a lot easier to me than Arthur does, but ajsjsf, ANYWAY THANK YOU ♥♥♥♥♥xinfinity.
I-I wouldn't really mind mistresses, ohoho. /takes candy
Well, DAMN. This is smokin' hot. Absolutely fucking smokin' hot. I love, love frottage fic and there is not enough of it EVER, and just shkjerh nngh. Arthur was hot in this, I must say. ♥
“A-Arthur, oh god-“Alfred breathed hoarsely, “I’ve always, you were-“, before he dragged him in another one of those kisses, and Arthur opened his mouth and let him dominate the kiss, pushing his hips down on Alfred’s, his cock sliding against Alfred’s hardness even through the material of their uniforms and oh. They must have both moaned into the kiss, and Alfred tried to thrust back up with difficulty as he was pined down, so Arthur reluctantly pulled back from the kiss to help set the pace.
“I-Alfred, me too, you damn idiot-“ He threw his head back and bucked down harder -god this was happening, wasn’t it, Alfred’s cock was so hard against his own, and Arthur wondered what it would feel like inside him, with him riding it, how tight Alfred would be around him-
“Damn Arthur, ah, you look so hot like this.” Alfred was muttering between gasps, before cupping the back of Arthur’s neck to lick his way up and bite and nip at his earlobe. Arthur awarded him with a harder thrust, hips circling in place faster. He could feel the sweat running down his temples, his uniform sticking to him like a second skin, but none of that mattered as much as Alfred’s kisses and the rapid heartbeat against his own did. “A-Alfred, fuck-“ They were both so hard now, so hard, his cock was throbbing, just a bit more, Alfred’s hips joined his in thrusting, and Arthur whispered hotly against his lips, “Together, let’s-“
“Yesss.” Alfred hissed, kissing him deeply, letting Arthur lick his way inside and suck on his tongue, and his balls were tightening, that feeling, yes, he was just, almost there- Harder, faster, faster, oh god.
Arthur shuddered as he came, seeing white behind his tightly closed eyelids and he couldn’t breathe, his lungs were burning, but he still didn’t break the kiss. Alfred groaned loudly into it as his own orgasm washed over him, moaning Arthur’s name against his lips and quivering whole.
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“Wow.” Arthur couldn’t help but chuckle huskily at that, because he hadn’t heard that awed tone in such a long time.
“Eloquent...as ever, hah, Alfred?”
“Hey! I can’t help it if you turned my brain into a mess.” Arthur blushed at that (which was absurd, after what they had just done, but then again Alfred always made him do things like that for some inexplicable reason) and pulled back to look the other in the eye.
“Alfred, this-“
“I kinda hope next time won’t be taking place in a closet or whatever. That...well, it wasn’t the most romantic place I could think of.” Alfred threw him a wide smile that filled Arthur’s stomach with butterflies. Oh god, he said next time, he wanted this again. He’d answered all of Arthur’s questions and dissolved all of his lingering doubts without even knowing it. Only Alfred. Stupid brat, for making him fall in love with him like this.
“Ugh, my pants are a mess now. I wanna get out of here.”
“Me too, Alfred. Oi, once we do get out of here-“
“Oh yes.”
Arthur smirked. Things were going to be interesting from now on. Maybe Germany could actually be useful.
Sometimes.
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HOLY SHIT ANON.
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
CAN'T EVEN THINK STRAIGHT.
That was so, so, so HOT. And AMAZING.
Thank you for making my day AWESOME.
I love you, marry me.
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o-oh my, marriage proposals \o/
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This just...GUH. Moltenly hot and rough and I love your italics and the focus and the always and the oh my god. Have an internet. And a cookie. And another internet. And some butterflies for good measure. And my soul.
This gets saved now, yes. Thank you.
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PLEASE, AUTHOR!NON, if you do get married to that anonymous above, let me be your mistress or something. I must repay you for this awesomeness *offers candy she was given yesterday meanwhile*.
reCaptcha: of martians. Tony does not approve?
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I-I wouldn't really mind mistresses, ohoho. /takes candy
Would Tony ever approve? ;(
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