Back at the room

Aug 06, 2012 22:10

Arthur let out a few choice curses at being jolted out of his seat so suddenly and hefted over his husband's shoulder almost without warning. The curses weren't in anger at all. Hell, Arthur found himself laughing as he was carried past Gilbert and Eduard in the hot tub and down the halls of the chateau towards their room. The top half of his body dangled over Francis' back, his hands playing over the skin in front of him; over the curve of his husband's lower back and down to his firm backside, giving a squeeze for good measure. Seeing this side of Francis always managed to get Arthur's pulse racing. Just as Francis knew all the right buttons to press to get his fae prince all worked up, Arthur knew exactly what was needed to turn the frenchman from a suave, romantic lover into a passionate wild man. Arthur was still amazed that he'd managed to hold out against the affections of such a complex and beautiful creature for so long.

The breath rushed out of Arthur's body in a muffled grunt as he was tossed onto the bed as unceremoniously as he was hefted from his seat. The door slammed behind them and Arthur looked to the sound and saw Francis standing there looking back at him, lust smoldering in his blue eyes and his arousal definitely evident. Arthur propped himself up on his elbows and stared back with his green eyes aglow and a look of saucy mischief on his face.

"Well now...it seems things are a little one sided here. You're naked and I'm still clothed. Think you're game to try and even the score?" Arthur winked, all but purring the words. "I dare you to try."

arthur, francis, smexytimes, rp

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