the light that shines behind your eyes (4/9)
anonymous
June 3 2009, 22:43:52 UTC
the light that shines behind your eyes - part four
Then Alfred hisses, "Cold."
Matthew smiles down at him with unmistakably fond indulgence. "Sorry. It's cold when you do it to me, too, you know."
"Yeah." Alfred grins up. "But you like the cold!"
Still smiling, Matthew leans down to kiss Alfred again as he slips his hand between Alfred's legs; from the sudden arch of Alfred's back, Arthur knows at least one of Matthew's fingers is inside him.
When Matthew withdraws to coat his fingers with more lubricant, he gets Alfred to shift around a little; as Matthew resumes fingering his brother, Arthur thinks it can't be a coincidence that he now has an excellent view between Alfred's spread legs of Matthew's fingers plunging in and out of Alfred's arsehole. Oh yes, Matthew is such a good lad!
Alfred's eyes appear to be closed, or perhaps he's looking down at himself as he continues to play with his cock. The sound he makes when Matthew asks if he's comfortable can only be described as a purr. Arthur is provoked to pet himself in response.
"Want me just to keep doing this?" Matthew twists his wrist as he slides his fingers in this time, making Alfred flush and arch as Matthew presumably finds his prostate.
"N-no~" Alfred gasps as Matthew makes him arch again. "Your cock. Oh god, Matt, fill me with your fucking cock-" If he was going to say more, the words are lost as Matthew takes Alfred's mouth in another kiss.
In the wake of that kiss, they rearrange themselves and Matthew takes a moment to slick up his cock before lying back, head on the pillows. Alfred straddles him and reaches back to position Matthew's cock; a low whine emits from the back of his throat as he's denied by his own motor skills, but Matthew takes one hand off Alfred's hips and guides himself in. Alfred takes his time settling on Matthew's cock, takes him in slowly, slowly, until Matthew is seated inside him to the hilt.
They begin to move then. Over and over, Alfred pushes himself up and down on Matthew's cock, Matthew's hips rising to meet him, Matthew's hands on Alfred's hips steadying him in the rhythm. Both of them are flushed beautifully. The air is punctuated only by heavy breaths, thickening softly to sighs and the occasional outright moan; Matthew, of course, is hushed as ever in his pleasure, but Alfred's quietness comes as a surprise to Arthur. "He gets like this now and then," Arthur hears Matthew say, but when he moves his gaze to Matthew's face, Matthew is entirely focused on Alfred and Arthur suppose he was only remembering Matthew's words in the alley.
Then he does hear Matthew's voice outside his own head: "Here," Matthew says to Alfred, interrupting the rhythm as he adjusts their positions. Instead of the profile view Arthur has been enjoying, now Arthur has a view of Alfred's back, the ridges of his spine, his arse, Matthew's cock disappearing inside it, reappearing as Alfred rides up, disappearing again as Alfred slides down it.
Then the view shifts subtly as Alfred leans down-or perhaps is pulled down, judging by the hand at the back of his neck-for another kiss; and now Arthur can see Alfred's arsehole stretching open to accommodate the thrusts of Matthew's considerable thickness, that sweet little hole opening more in invitation.
Arthur accepts.
Littering the floor with his clothing, he crosses to them, smearing precome over his head and down his cock.
They don't stop fucking when he climbs onto the bed. He straddles Matthew's legs and places a hand against the small of Alfred's back to hush their movements as he traces Matthew's cock with his cockhead, coming to rest with a nudge just where Matthew is engulfed by Alfred.
Re: the light that shines behind your eyes (4/9)
anonymous
June 3 2009, 23:52:56 UTC
Oh, author-anon. I am not the OP but I cannot see how anyone could be unhappy with a fill like this. Love your writing style, love the way you write Al and Matt -- their bond is insanely hot (especially since I'm currently on a Matt/Al kick from the anime) and yet sweet, and you write it without having to declare it...just from the descrips. And the sex, too. Hot. I love the idea of quiet!Al and ...where you ended.... *whimpers* I want to see his reaction. I've been loving reading him, from Arthur's POV, wondering what's going on in his head.
Re: the light that shines behind your eyes (4/9)
anonymous
June 4 2009, 02:22:36 UTC
Author!anon is very happy you're enjoying it, and thanks you for reading! Quiet sex is something of a kink for me, as is quiet!Alfred (I just love it when the spastic boys show another side of themselves), so I'm delighted you mentioned that. As for the relationship between Alfred and Matthew--I confess to being the anon who made the request for the two of them on the night the U.S. president declared the special relationship between Canada and the U.S. dead...so I guess I'm feeling very tenderly about these boys these days. ♥
Re: You know who I am author!anon
anonymous
June 4 2009, 05:44:26 UTC
Sorry to bother, but when you say These three again you're referring to this fill's author!anon writing these three BEFORE this? If so, PLEASE, anyone, LINK this poor little anon to those previous posts. I am dying to read more of this writing style, author!anon is doing amazing so far.
reCaptcha says Margret Now, so unless Anon above me is Margret, I think we have another fail
(Author!anon gets confused about order when more than two characters are involved, so those don't necessarily represent any sort of seme/uke dynamic...)
Re: the light that shines behind your eyes (4/9)
anonymous
June 4 2009, 06:05:00 UTC
Author!anon doesn't usually write Arthur this way, but the prompt seemed to call for it (as did the picture that inspired the prompt)--and I don't know if I ought to be ashamed to confess that I'm really enjoying this side of him! Thank you very much for reading. ♥
Re: the light that shines behind your eyes (4/9)
anonymous
June 4 2009, 05:47:11 UTC
D: Anon is fanning herself from this amazing fill, she stayed up till 2 AM when she has to wake up at 6 for work. This is really great, I can't wait to read the next installment ♥ ♥ ♥ hopefully all the encouragement thus far helps you trudge through writing these parts :'3 Good luck author!anon, you're doing stupendously!
Re: the light that shines behind your eyes (4/9)
anonymous
June 4 2009, 06:10:28 UTC
Oh, Anon! Author!anon is honored you stayed up, though somewhat regretful for making you lose sleep and very much hoping it was worth it for you. Thank you so much for reading and for your lovely comments--encouragement most definitely gets me going. ♥ In fact, parts 6 through 9 are done and ready to go, as soon as I iron out a couple of paragraphs in part 5.
Then Alfred hisses, "Cold."
Matthew smiles down at him with unmistakably fond indulgence. "Sorry. It's cold when you do it to me, too, you know."
"Yeah." Alfred grins up. "But you like the cold!"
Still smiling, Matthew leans down to kiss Alfred again as he slips his hand between Alfred's legs; from the sudden arch of Alfred's back, Arthur knows at least one of Matthew's fingers is inside him.
When Matthew withdraws to coat his fingers with more lubricant, he gets Alfred to shift around a little; as Matthew resumes fingering his brother, Arthur thinks it can't be a coincidence that he now has an excellent view between Alfred's spread legs of Matthew's fingers plunging in and out of Alfred's arsehole. Oh yes, Matthew is such a good lad!
Alfred's eyes appear to be closed, or perhaps he's looking down at himself as he continues to play with his cock. The sound he makes when Matthew asks if he's comfortable can only be described as a purr. Arthur is provoked to pet himself in response.
"Want me just to keep doing this?" Matthew twists his wrist as he slides his fingers in this time, making Alfred flush and arch as Matthew presumably finds his prostate.
"N-no~" Alfred gasps as Matthew makes him arch again. "Your cock. Oh god, Matt, fill me with your fucking cock-" If he was going to say more, the words are lost as Matthew takes Alfred's mouth in another kiss.
In the wake of that kiss, they rearrange themselves and Matthew takes a moment to slick up his cock before lying back, head on the pillows. Alfred straddles him and reaches back to position Matthew's cock; a low whine emits from the back of his throat as he's denied by his own motor skills, but Matthew takes one hand off Alfred's hips and guides himself in. Alfred takes his time settling on Matthew's cock, takes him in slowly, slowly, until Matthew is seated inside him to the hilt.
They begin to move then. Over and over, Alfred pushes himself up and down on Matthew's cock, Matthew's hips rising to meet him, Matthew's hands on Alfred's hips steadying him in the rhythm. Both of them are flushed beautifully. The air is punctuated only by heavy breaths, thickening softly to sighs and the occasional outright moan; Matthew, of course, is hushed as ever in his pleasure, but Alfred's quietness comes as a surprise to Arthur. "He gets like this now and then," Arthur hears Matthew say, but when he moves his gaze to Matthew's face, Matthew is entirely focused on Alfred and Arthur suppose he was only remembering Matthew's words in the alley.
Then he does hear Matthew's voice outside his own head: "Here," Matthew says to Alfred, interrupting the rhythm as he adjusts their positions. Instead of the profile view Arthur has been enjoying, now Arthur has a view of Alfred's back, the ridges of his spine, his arse, Matthew's cock disappearing inside it, reappearing as Alfred rides up, disappearing again as Alfred slides down it.
Then the view shifts subtly as Alfred leans down-or perhaps is pulled down, judging by the hand at the back of his neck-for another kiss; and now Arthur can see Alfred's arsehole stretching open to accommodate the thrusts of Matthew's considerable thickness, that sweet little hole opening more in invitation.
Arthur accepts.
Littering the floor with his clothing, he crosses to them, smearing precome over his head and down his cock.
They don't stop fucking when he climbs onto the bed. He straddles Matthew's legs and places a hand against the small of Alfred's back to hush their movements as he traces Matthew's cock with his cockhead, coming to rest with a nudge just where Matthew is engulfed by Alfred.
tbc…
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DRUNKEN!SEX TOO!
you blow my mind away, you know. ♥
reCAPTCHA is pucker the. ♥
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Thank you, as ever, for reading; and as always, I'm very happy you're enjoying it!
Your reCaptcha wins. Mine is "opossums coy"...
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reCaptcha says Margret Now, so unless Anon above me is Margret, I think we have another fail
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http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/9482.html?thread=11396106#t11396106 - England/America/Canada
http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/9482.html?thread=11396106#t11396106 - England/America/Canada/Australia
(Author!anon gets confused about order when more than two characters are involved, so those don't necessarily represent any sort of seme/uke dynamic...)
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This is the England/America/Canada: \http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/6850.html?thread=8955842#t8955842
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And oh Alfred, being a petty little shit are we? Love the twin dynamic too.
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This is absolutely fantastic, authoranon. I'm eagerly ancipating the next part!!
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