In Which Children Are Cock Blocks. 2/I don't even-?abceza123December 3 2010, 00:36:37 UTC
Arthur had woke up the next morning (well afternoon) expecting a nice long day off to prepare for 'Give The Missus A Good Seeing Too'. Francis had the day off work and was visiting his grandmother. (Who Arthur had shoved in the furthest possible retirement home he could because she was a mental old bitch and she hated Arthur so much.) And the children were at school. The Englishman figured he had about an hour to get everything perfect.
He began by closing the curtain before lighting incense and candles around the bedroom releasing a heavy and romantic atmosphere. Although he (personally) knew that if the roles had been reversed Francis would of just offered. But Arthur needed to prepare this sort of thing, besides Francis appreciated romance.
Lastly he dug out his kinky cop outfit, which Francis had bought him for their first anniversary and Arthur made a point of pretending to act insulted so he could force Francis to dress up in a French Maid outfit.
That had been the best one year anniversary ever.
After Arthur had squeezed himself into a pair of leather hot pants he waited patiently for his husband to return. He didn't need to wait very long as he heard the door open and close and his sweet poppet's cries; “Mon Lapin, you better not still be asleep!”
“Well, tough shit, because I'm upstairs, in the bed, cosy and warm you stupid frog!” he called back rather convincingly as he prepared his best 'ready for lovemaking' pose as he heard Francis stomp up the old Victorian staircase.
“I will just have to drag you out t-” the door opened revealing Francis, his face went from shocked to amused as he raised an eyebrow and leaned against the door frame. “Why Mister Kirkland, are you trying to seduce me?”
“No. Absolutely not.” Arthur couldn't tell if he was trying to be sarcastic or actually deny accusations of seduction. “...Now...get over here so I can...” Think Arthur Think! “Punish you with my truncheon.” Nicely Done old chap! Arthur put his hands on his hips so he could assert his authority.
Then Francis...started to laugh. Arthur must of made a face like a puppy that had just been kicked because Francis managed to splutter out a sincere apology. “I-HAHAHA- am sorry. I am” another chuckle, “But you just look so...funny, the-” he fell on the floor with laughter before clambering up the bed and hugging Arthur, “You just look so...focused. I'm sorry. It was just too adorable.”
Arthur had woke up the next morning (well afternoon) expecting a nice long day off to prepare for 'Give The Missus A Good Seeing Too'. Francis had the day off work and was visiting his grandmother. (Who Arthur had shoved in the furthest possible retirement home he could because she was a mental old bitch and she hated Arthur so much.) And the children were at school. The Englishman figured he had about an hour to get everything perfect.
He began by closing the curtain before lighting incense and candles around the bedroom releasing a heavy and romantic atmosphere. Although he (personally) knew that if the roles had been reversed Francis would of just offered. But Arthur needed to prepare this sort of thing, besides Francis appreciated romance.
Lastly he dug out his kinky cop outfit, which Francis had bought him for their first anniversary and Arthur made a point of pretending to act insulted so he could force Francis to dress up in a French Maid outfit.
That had been the best one year anniversary ever.
After Arthur had squeezed himself into a pair of leather hot pants he waited patiently for his husband to return. He didn't need to wait very long as he heard the door open and close and his sweet poppet's cries; “Mon Lapin, you better not still be asleep!”
“Well, tough shit, because I'm upstairs, in the bed, cosy and warm you stupid frog!” he called back rather convincingly as he prepared his best 'ready for lovemaking' pose as he heard Francis stomp up the old Victorian staircase.
“I will just have to drag you out t-” the door opened revealing Francis, his face went from shocked to amused as he raised an eyebrow and leaned against the door frame. “Why Mister Kirkland, are you trying to seduce me?”
“No. Absolutely not.” Arthur couldn't tell if he was trying to be sarcastic or actually deny accusations of seduction. “...Now...get over here so I can...” Think Arthur Think! “Punish you with my truncheon.” Nicely Done old chap! Arthur put his hands on his hips so he could assert his authority.
Then Francis...started to laugh. Arthur must of made a face like a puppy that had just been kicked because Francis managed to splutter out a sincere apology. “I-HAHAHA- am sorry. I am” another chuckle, “But you just look so...funny, the-” he fell on the floor with laughter before clambering up the bed and hugging Arthur, “You just look so...focused. I'm sorry. It was just too adorable.”
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