Gold and Blue 7/9
Title: Gold and Blue
Pairings: UKUS
Rating: M (This chapter is M)
Warnings: Sex
Summary: The King of Spades has no power in politics, until he meets the catalyst that sparks his desire to be great.
This chapter: Alfred and Arthur find their place in the world.
A/N: Please note, this chapter has the M-rating in effect.Yao was in his study when he heard his door open. He looked up from his paperwork, expecting his servant to bring him a drink or lunch, but was pleasantly surprised to see it was King Alfred instead. It was only a few months before he would be twenty, but there were times Yao still thought of him as a child. Perhaps he was getting old.
"Hello, Alfred," Yao said happily. "What can I do for you?"
"Hey dude." Yao raised an eyebrow at him, to which Alfred laughed nervously. "Sorry. Learnin' the lingo of the people. Um, hey, listen, you're a smart guy. A really smart guy. Er, I was thinking, um, that you'd help me find a book."
Yao smiled and pushed aside his work. He stood up to move around the desk to stand before Alfred. "Of course. What are you looking for?"
"Um, well. The, uh, Kirkland family genealogy or what not?"
Yao's smile vanished instantly. He stared at Alfred, waiting for an explanation with a stern expression. Alfred had to look away as he laughed. Yao noticed how evasive his eyes were and when the King would rub the back of his neck.
"What for?" Yao asked.
Now, Alfred whirled back to Yao. He was smiling normally, but moved his hands too quickly to seem casual. "Well, see, the funny thing is, Arthur swears he has a cousin I might be interested in, you know? But, we don't know if he, er, or she are royalty. So, I was gonna look it up before I meet her."
Yao continued to stare at Alfred. The King must've known that the Jack didn't believe such an empty lie. But his smile and his bright eyes were so eager, so hopeful, that Yao felt compelled to humor him at least, if only to keep that man smiling just a little bit longer.
"Why don't I find it and then look through it for you?" Yao offered, smiling again. "You wouldn't know where to look to see if one was royalty anyway, so I will handle that for you."
Alfred perked up at this. "Really?! Wow, you're seriously the best! Thank you Yao!"
The Jack could only smile.
Alfred was humming as he strode back to his Gaming Room. He knew Arthur was there, waiting for him, and they would spend the day together. It was a rare occasion that the world didn't need to call upon the Duke. Alfred had already planned some fun activities for them to do together, and was eager to get started.
However, upon entering the room he was disheartened to see Arthur was on the phone with a few files open on the pool table. He was talking quickly with someone on the other end while he furiously made notes on the paper. Arthur managed to spare a glance and an apologetic smile before turning back to the phone.
Alfred growled in disappointment and strode to his gaming consoles. He might as well entertain himself somehow while he waited. While he messed around on a game he couldn't help but overhear Arthur's conversation.
"Yes… Yes, I am well aware of that, but…" Arthur sighed. Alfred noticed he sounded tired. He chewed on his lower lip. Maybe Arthur would rather be at home relaxing than staying here with him. "Look, I've got another call. Yes, I'll call you later. Good day."
Alfred listened for Arthur to answer his phone, but was surprised when two arms wrapped around him from behind. He paused his game and looked over his shoulder. Arthur was smiling as he pressed his face into Alfred's back.
"I thought you had another call," Alfred said.
"I did," Arthur replied. He lifted his head and closed in on Alfred. His eyes flickered to his lips. "It was to come over to my beloved."
Alfred grinned ridiculously wide before he pecked Arthur on the lips. "Awww, thanks! It's the best call ever!"
Arthur moved to sit in the beanbag next to Alfred. His hands slid from around Alfred to just take hold of his hand. "So, did you get the information?"
"For what?"
"For my heritage? We're trying to see if I'm royalty, remember?"
"Oh yeah. Duh, I knew that." Alfred laughed. "Well, I ran into Yao and asked him for help- don't worry, I didn't say it was for you or anything- and he said he'd find it and look everything up for me."
Arthur's face fell. "What? Alfred, I can't believe you would do such a thing."
"What? What's wrong?"
Arthur dropped Alfred's hand to rub at the bridge of his nose. He looked even more tired. Alfred's heart sank. "You truly don't understand anything, do you…?"
"I wish you'd stop saying that kind of stuff," Alfred grumbled. "I thought it would be helpful. Yao's right, I wouldn't know where to start or what to look for."
"But I do." Arthur got up to walk towards a far window. "Oh Alfred, I wish you'd think for once."
Alfred jumped up, his controller clattering to the floor. "Stop saying that! I did think! I thought I was doing the right thing!" Arthur turned. He didn't seem defensive or upset, but he certainly wasn't happy. Alfred hated seeing that look. "Go home if I give you such a headache. I bet you'd be happier there."
Arthur rolled his eyes and walked back to Alfred. "Oh, calm down. Don't throw such a tantrum."
"I'm not!"
Arthur smirked as he crossed his arms. "Stop, Alfred, just. I'm sorry, all right? I didn't mean to upset you."
"You're busy. I get it. Staying here is only making you more tired."
"No wait just a moment." Now Arthur looked upset. "Where ever did you get that notion? I have not said I am busy and I certainly never said I was tired."
"I can tell by the look on your face," Alfred said as he gestured at Arthur. "You look exhausted."
"Well, I do work hard, but I assure you this has nothing to do with you. And I would much rather be here with you than home where I'd probably be too tired to sleep." Alfred didn't seem convinced. Arthur closed in on Alfred, putting his hands on the King's cheeks. "Alfred, my King, I came here today to be with you. I figured you would be longer looking for my lineage, otherwise you would have never seen me on the phone. I want to stay here, okay? Now, didn't you say over the phone that you had plans for us today?"
Alfred nodded. He felt his worries dissipate the longer Arthur looked at him. Then, he cracked a smile. "Okay, okay. Let's go outside, all right? I wanna take you somewhere."
Arthur had never seen such pure red before. He had seen roses, but not to the point it painted the world in their beautiful crimson. The flowers grew taller than he and Alfred. The wind wafted through their stalks, making them bend slightly and a few petals drift down to the grass. A tall, tree stood tall over all of the roses and was surrounded by tall bushes up on a hill. Arthur was drawn into the royal secret garden behind the labyrinth. This world was known as a myth to the others, and yet here Arthur was, taken here by his lover.
The couple made their way through the roses, stopping to admire them, before making their way to the tree. They enjoyed the shade, relief from the early summer heat. Alfred lay on his back, head in Arthur's lap. He watched as the sunlight filtered down through the leaves. Arthur watched him with a lazy smile while his fingers carded through the king's hair.
"Did you know this palace wasn't the original site for the Royal Family?" Alfred asked suddenly. Arthur shook his head. "Yeah, it became the main palace after they cleaned it up some. It used to be a castle, which is slightly different, but you get it. I guess one of the Families loved it too much to want to constantly go back to the original palace."
"I'd love to see the original site," Arthur mused.
Alfred nodded. "Yeah, it's old and crumbled, but you can tell it used to be something amazing. Something perfect." Alfred's eyes flickered to Arthur's face. "You're perfect, you know that."
"Oh, no I am not." Arthur blushed despite his denial at the compliment. "I am far from perfect."
"But you seem to do everything so much better than me."
"That is not true. You are biased." Arthur placed a warm hand against Alfred's cheek. "I am better at some things compared to you, but you are better in other aspects as well. That doesn't mean I see you as someone less or someone more than me. We're the same. It's called respect, something of which I have so much for you."
Alfred didn't say anything as he stared at Arthur. "I don't think…even Yao sees me on that same level…"
Arthur chuckled darkly. He resumed running his fingers through Alfred's hair. "That's because he sees his role in life differently. He's rather…protective of you, so how he sees you is different too. I just want to be your companion and someone dear to you."
Alfred smiled. He reached up to take Arthur's hand in his hair in his. "It's so easy to fall in love with you…"
Arthur gasped sharply. He looked at Alfred in shock, taking a moment to collect his now scattered thoughts. "You… You actually…"
Alfred blushed in a way a king never should, but he didn't seem ashamed of it. He beamed at Arthur, sitting up to kiss his cheek. "You make it too easy. You're amazing."
Ducking his head, Arthur wiped at his cheek. "I didn't think anyone was capable…"
"Are you kidding me?"
Arthur lifted his head. The tears in his eyes made them glisten as he stared at Alfred. Then, he leaned in to capture Alfred's lips in his. Alfred returned the kiss, making a soft noise in the back of his throat. Arthur replied with his own breathy moan. Alfred opened his mouth to allow Arthur inside, but then found himself being lowered back onto the grass. He opened his eyes to watch as Arthur climbed atop him.
"I love you too," Arthur whispered as he pressed his face into Alfred's neck. "I love you…"
Alfred wrapped his arms under Arthur's armpits to encircle his shoulders. He then pulled him closer onto his body, pressing them flush against each other. Arthur's hands which had been so tender before were now strong as they pushed away at Alfred's clothes. The King stopped him suddenly, and the Duke worried perhaps he had gone too far.
"There's…something in my pocket to help…," Alfred said with a husky tone. He looked at Arthur with low-lidded eyes. It sent a shiver down Arthur's spine.
"You planned this." Arthur smiled, nipping at Alfred's ear.
"I said I had plans toda-ah!" Alfred leaned his head back as Arthur moved to lick and suck at the King's neck.
Under the shade of the ancient tree in the secret garden that was specially reserved for royal couples when they needed intimate privacy, Alfred and Arthur shared their hearts. Alfred who had been so concerned about his inability to make Arthur enjoy the sex was relieved when he heard his lover moan and cry out his name in such a sexy way. It excited him all the more. Arthur watched him, him and only him, and they forgot there was a world out there that existed where they had duties to other people.
Right now, their only duty was to each other.
Arthur cupped Alfred's butt, massaging it as he rocked into him. He whispered gentle words of encouragement to his new lover, helping him along, and never once gave up because it wasn't good enough. It was better. The past were so quick and easy; a simple fuck. This was different, longer, and hotter. Alfred was beautiful as he arched his sweat-glistened body, calling for Arthur, and watching him. Arthur was able to watch him unabashedly. He cradled his leaking cock, enjoying the way it twitched and spilled pre-cum into his hand. Knowing full well the King was watching him, Arthur brought the cum to his mouth and licked it off of his fingers.
It all felt right, but then again, everyone says that when they're in love. But it did. It felt like Arthur had been wandering too long and Alfred had waited and they found each other to climax at this point on this sacred ground. This moment was reserved for them as if it had waited and wandered too.
Arthur never noticed how a person's body reacted to sex before. He never noticed how it twitched and ached and closed around him, seemingly locking him in place inside his lover, as if it would meld them together. He leaned over Alfred, brushing his sweat soaked bangs aside, kissing his forehead.
"I love you… My King… You're the most precious person… to me."
Alfred reached out to caress Arthur's cheek. "You're… mine… too… My… My Queen…"
Arthur gasped, feeling his balls tighten at the title, and then he came inside Alfred. The King followed not long after and they were breathless for a time. The wind carried their love around the roses and the tree and the grass.
"Your…Your Queen…?" Arthur repeated, looking Alfred in the eyes. He was still atop the King.
Alfred nodded. "There's no one else…I'd want to rule beside me… I hope you have royalty in you…because I want you to stay with me…"
No one liked Arthur Kirkland. He was too much of this and too less of that. He was never enough. But for the King of Spades, a man who used to be so down on his luck but was now rising to power, he was certainly enough. He was more than enough.
Hoshiko2's cents: Two chapters left! Next one will be a shocker, that's for sure!
Also, if you haven't found it yet, my Farewell FST is on the main page under the welcome banner.
Pairings: UKUS
Rating: M (This chapter is M)
Warnings: Sex
Summary: The King of Spades has no power in politics, until he meets the catalyst that sparks his desire to be great.
This chapter: Alfred and Arthur find their place in the world.
A/N: Please note, this chapter has the M-rating in effect.Yao was in his study when he heard his door open. He looked up from his paperwork, expecting his servant to bring him a drink or lunch, but was pleasantly surprised to see it was King Alfred instead. It was only a few months before he would be twenty, but there were times Yao still thought of him as a child. Perhaps he was getting old.
"Hello, Alfred," Yao said happily. "What can I do for you?"
"Hey dude." Yao raised an eyebrow at him, to which Alfred laughed nervously. "Sorry. Learnin' the lingo of the people. Um, hey, listen, you're a smart guy. A really smart guy. Er, I was thinking, um, that you'd help me find a book."
Yao smiled and pushed aside his work. He stood up to move around the desk to stand before Alfred. "Of course. What are you looking for?"
"Um, well. The, uh, Kirkland family genealogy or what not?"
Yao's smile vanished instantly. He stared at Alfred, waiting for an explanation with a stern expression. Alfred had to look away as he laughed. Yao noticed how evasive his eyes were and when the King would rub the back of his neck.
"What for?" Yao asked.
Now, Alfred whirled back to Yao. He was smiling normally, but moved his hands too quickly to seem casual. "Well, see, the funny thing is, Arthur swears he has a cousin I might be interested in, you know? But, we don't know if he, er, or she are royalty. So, I was gonna look it up before I meet her."
Yao continued to stare at Alfred. The King must've known that the Jack didn't believe such an empty lie. But his smile and his bright eyes were so eager, so hopeful, that Yao felt compelled to humor him at least, if only to keep that man smiling just a little bit longer.
"Why don't I find it and then look through it for you?" Yao offered, smiling again. "You wouldn't know where to look to see if one was royalty anyway, so I will handle that for you."
Alfred perked up at this. "Really?! Wow, you're seriously the best! Thank you Yao!"
The Jack could only smile.
Alfred was humming as he strode back to his Gaming Room. He knew Arthur was there, waiting for him, and they would spend the day together. It was a rare occasion that the world didn't need to call upon the Duke. Alfred had already planned some fun activities for them to do together, and was eager to get started.
However, upon entering the room he was disheartened to see Arthur was on the phone with a few files open on the pool table. He was talking quickly with someone on the other end while he furiously made notes on the paper. Arthur managed to spare a glance and an apologetic smile before turning back to the phone.
Alfred growled in disappointment and strode to his gaming consoles. He might as well entertain himself somehow while he waited. While he messed around on a game he couldn't help but overhear Arthur's conversation.
"Yes… Yes, I am well aware of that, but…" Arthur sighed. Alfred noticed he sounded tired. He chewed on his lower lip. Maybe Arthur would rather be at home relaxing than staying here with him. "Look, I've got another call. Yes, I'll call you later. Good day."
Alfred listened for Arthur to answer his phone, but was surprised when two arms wrapped around him from behind. He paused his game and looked over his shoulder. Arthur was smiling as he pressed his face into Alfred's back.
"I thought you had another call," Alfred said.
"I did," Arthur replied. He lifted his head and closed in on Alfred. His eyes flickered to his lips. "It was to come over to my beloved."
Alfred grinned ridiculously wide before he pecked Arthur on the lips. "Awww, thanks! It's the best call ever!"
Arthur moved to sit in the beanbag next to Alfred. His hands slid from around Alfred to just take hold of his hand. "So, did you get the information?"
"For what?"
"For my heritage? We're trying to see if I'm royalty, remember?"
"Oh yeah. Duh, I knew that." Alfred laughed. "Well, I ran into Yao and asked him for help- don't worry, I didn't say it was for you or anything- and he said he'd find it and look everything up for me."
Arthur's face fell. "What? Alfred, I can't believe you would do such a thing."
"What? What's wrong?"
Arthur dropped Alfred's hand to rub at the bridge of his nose. He looked even more tired. Alfred's heart sank. "You truly don't understand anything, do you…?"
"I wish you'd stop saying that kind of stuff," Alfred grumbled. "I thought it would be helpful. Yao's right, I wouldn't know where to start or what to look for."
"But I do." Arthur got up to walk towards a far window. "Oh Alfred, I wish you'd think for once."
Alfred jumped up, his controller clattering to the floor. "Stop saying that! I did think! I thought I was doing the right thing!" Arthur turned. He didn't seem defensive or upset, but he certainly wasn't happy. Alfred hated seeing that look. "Go home if I give you such a headache. I bet you'd be happier there."
Arthur rolled his eyes and walked back to Alfred. "Oh, calm down. Don't throw such a tantrum."
"I'm not!"
Arthur smirked as he crossed his arms. "Stop, Alfred, just. I'm sorry, all right? I didn't mean to upset you."
"You're busy. I get it. Staying here is only making you more tired."
"No wait just a moment." Now Arthur looked upset. "Where ever did you get that notion? I have not said I am busy and I certainly never said I was tired."
"I can tell by the look on your face," Alfred said as he gestured at Arthur. "You look exhausted."
"Well, I do work hard, but I assure you this has nothing to do with you. And I would much rather be here with you than home where I'd probably be too tired to sleep." Alfred didn't seem convinced. Arthur closed in on Alfred, putting his hands on the King's cheeks. "Alfred, my King, I came here today to be with you. I figured you would be longer looking for my lineage, otherwise you would have never seen me on the phone. I want to stay here, okay? Now, didn't you say over the phone that you had plans for us today?"
Alfred nodded. He felt his worries dissipate the longer Arthur looked at him. Then, he cracked a smile. "Okay, okay. Let's go outside, all right? I wanna take you somewhere."
Arthur had never seen such pure red before. He had seen roses, but not to the point it painted the world in their beautiful crimson. The flowers grew taller than he and Alfred. The wind wafted through their stalks, making them bend slightly and a few petals drift down to the grass. A tall, tree stood tall over all of the roses and was surrounded by tall bushes up on a hill. Arthur was drawn into the royal secret garden behind the labyrinth. This world was known as a myth to the others, and yet here Arthur was, taken here by his lover.
The couple made their way through the roses, stopping to admire them, before making their way to the tree. They enjoyed the shade, relief from the early summer heat. Alfred lay on his back, head in Arthur's lap. He watched as the sunlight filtered down through the leaves. Arthur watched him with a lazy smile while his fingers carded through the king's hair.
"Did you know this palace wasn't the original site for the Royal Family?" Alfred asked suddenly. Arthur shook his head. "Yeah, it became the main palace after they cleaned it up some. It used to be a castle, which is slightly different, but you get it. I guess one of the Families loved it too much to want to constantly go back to the original palace."
"I'd love to see the original site," Arthur mused.
Alfred nodded. "Yeah, it's old and crumbled, but you can tell it used to be something amazing. Something perfect." Alfred's eyes flickered to Arthur's face. "You're perfect, you know that."
"Oh, no I am not." Arthur blushed despite his denial at the compliment. "I am far from perfect."
"But you seem to do everything so much better than me."
"That is not true. You are biased." Arthur placed a warm hand against Alfred's cheek. "I am better at some things compared to you, but you are better in other aspects as well. That doesn't mean I see you as someone less or someone more than me. We're the same. It's called respect, something of which I have so much for you."
Alfred didn't say anything as he stared at Arthur. "I don't think…even Yao sees me on that same level…"
Arthur chuckled darkly. He resumed running his fingers through Alfred's hair. "That's because he sees his role in life differently. He's rather…protective of you, so how he sees you is different too. I just want to be your companion and someone dear to you."
Alfred smiled. He reached up to take Arthur's hand in his hair in his. "It's so easy to fall in love with you…"
Arthur gasped sharply. He looked at Alfred in shock, taking a moment to collect his now scattered thoughts. "You… You actually…"
Alfred blushed in a way a king never should, but he didn't seem ashamed of it. He beamed at Arthur, sitting up to kiss his cheek. "You make it too easy. You're amazing."
Ducking his head, Arthur wiped at his cheek. "I didn't think anyone was capable…"
"Are you kidding me?"
Arthur lifted his head. The tears in his eyes made them glisten as he stared at Alfred. Then, he leaned in to capture Alfred's lips in his. Alfred returned the kiss, making a soft noise in the back of his throat. Arthur replied with his own breathy moan. Alfred opened his mouth to allow Arthur inside, but then found himself being lowered back onto the grass. He opened his eyes to watch as Arthur climbed atop him.
"I love you too," Arthur whispered as he pressed his face into Alfred's neck. "I love you…"
Alfred wrapped his arms under Arthur's armpits to encircle his shoulders. He then pulled him closer onto his body, pressing them flush against each other. Arthur's hands which had been so tender before were now strong as they pushed away at Alfred's clothes. The King stopped him suddenly, and the Duke worried perhaps he had gone too far.
"There's…something in my pocket to help…," Alfred said with a husky tone. He looked at Arthur with low-lidded eyes. It sent a shiver down Arthur's spine.
"You planned this." Arthur smiled, nipping at Alfred's ear.
"I said I had plans toda-ah!" Alfred leaned his head back as Arthur moved to lick and suck at the King's neck.
Under the shade of the ancient tree in the secret garden that was specially reserved for royal couples when they needed intimate privacy, Alfred and Arthur shared their hearts. Alfred who had been so concerned about his inability to make Arthur enjoy the sex was relieved when he heard his lover moan and cry out his name in such a sexy way. It excited him all the more. Arthur watched him, him and only him, and they forgot there was a world out there that existed where they had duties to other people.
Right now, their only duty was to each other.
Arthur cupped Alfred's butt, massaging it as he rocked into him. He whispered gentle words of encouragement to his new lover, helping him along, and never once gave up because it wasn't good enough. It was better. The past were so quick and easy; a simple fuck. This was different, longer, and hotter. Alfred was beautiful as he arched his sweat-glistened body, calling for Arthur, and watching him. Arthur was able to watch him unabashedly. He cradled his leaking cock, enjoying the way it twitched and spilled pre-cum into his hand. Knowing full well the King was watching him, Arthur brought the cum to his mouth and licked it off of his fingers.
It all felt right, but then again, everyone says that when they're in love. But it did. It felt like Arthur had been wandering too long and Alfred had waited and they found each other to climax at this point on this sacred ground. This moment was reserved for them as if it had waited and wandered too.
Arthur never noticed how a person's body reacted to sex before. He never noticed how it twitched and ached and closed around him, seemingly locking him in place inside his lover, as if it would meld them together. He leaned over Alfred, brushing his sweat soaked bangs aside, kissing his forehead.
"I love you… My King… You're the most precious person… to me."
Alfred reached out to caress Arthur's cheek. "You're… mine… too… My… My Queen…"
Arthur gasped, feeling his balls tighten at the title, and then he came inside Alfred. The King followed not long after and they were breathless for a time. The wind carried their love around the roses and the tree and the grass.
"Your…Your Queen…?" Arthur repeated, looking Alfred in the eyes. He was still atop the King.
Alfred nodded. "There's no one else…I'd want to rule beside me… I hope you have royalty in you…because I want you to stay with me…"
No one liked Arthur Kirkland. He was too much of this and too less of that. He was never enough. But for the King of Spades, a man who used to be so down on his luck but was now rising to power, he was certainly enough. He was more than enough.
Hoshiko2's cents: Two chapters left! Next one will be a shocker, that's for sure!
Also, if you haven't found it yet, my Farewell FST is on the main page under the welcome banner.