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Title: Sexual Monster (chapter 2 of 2)

Pairings/Characters: America/England, England/America, France.

Genre: Romance/fluff

Rating: Very NC-17!

Summary: Even though they�d been in a relationship for 6 months, America, concerned he is always the one to initiate sexual relations between him and England, goes to France for advice.

Warnings: I think my warnings need a warning ^^; Simply put, sex toys, bondage, and a lot of kinkiness.

　

Sexual Monster

　

�You�d better be ready, because tonight you�re the one who's going to be on your back begging to be fucked.�

Alfred stared wide-eyed down the corridor where Arthur had walked, leaning back against the coffee machine in a complete state of shock.
And arousal.
And fear.

What had he done?! Alfred didn�t know what to do now. This promise of a wild night after a week of no sex and nothing but worry and confusion was brilliant, but�.what was Arthur going to do to him? Was he really going to top him? Alfred was very afraid he was about to find out why Francis was constantly telling everyone that Arthur was much more of a pervert than him. But the question was, did he want to find out?
Well, a certain part of him was already excited and intrigued about finding that out, but it still didn�t take away the fear at what this newly released sexual monster was actually going to physically do to him.
It was a strange feeling being aroused and terrified at the same time.
�America?�
�WAH!�
Alfred jumped away from the coffee machine and whipped his head round to see Lithuania standing beside him.
�L-Lithuania!�jeez don�t scare me like that!�
�Oh! I�m sorry! I didn�t mean too.� the smaller country apologised, as Alfred, his heart rate already beating fast at Arthur�s parting words, tried to get it back under control without feeling like he was going to have a heart attack. �It-it�s just I wanted to make sure you were okay. Both you and England were so quiet in the meeting today, and it was very unlike both of you. I was wondering if everything was okay�between you. You�re not fighting again are you?�
A nervous smile spread across Alfred�s lips, �Eh heh, not err�not exactly, no.� Like hell he was going to tell Lithuania what Arthur had just said to him.
Lithuania peered behind Alfred for a second before looking back at him, �You�d been staring down that corridor ever since I walked down here, are you sure everything�s okay?�
�Fine! Fine really!� he grinned, though Alfred wondered with the look on Lithuania�s face that he believed his grin.
�Well�okay. Just please get back to your old self soon.� Lithuania smiled, before turning back around.
Alfred watched him walk away, a silent relief washing over him that Lithuania hadn�t asked anything further, before he suddenly thought of something very important and he called out to him.
�Oh hey wait!�
He ran up behind him as Lithuania turned around, placing both hands on his small shoulders and looking at him very seriously, Lithuania looking up at him surprised.
�Do me a favour okay? If I don�t survive, look after my house for me?�
Lithuania blinked, �Huh? O-okay�?�
Relief once again washed over him �Thanks!� Patting him on the shoulders, Alfred turned and walked down the corridor where Arthur had gone, feeling slightly more comfortable about whatever was going to happen now knowing his country would at least survive it.
Still, this called for a bit of nerve calming before he went back to Arthur.
�I need coffee and hamburgers. Lots and lots of hamburgers.�
----
It was an hour and a half later when Alfred timidly opened the front door to Arthur�s house, peering inside, eyes flicking from one side to the other to make sure Arthur wasn�t there. Just before he�d settled himself into the nearest McDonald�s Alfred had called and left a message on the house answering phone telling Arthur he would come back soon but needed to do something first. He didn�t want Arthur to think he�d run away at what Arthur had told him after all, but he wasn�t quiet ready to go home and face�whatever it was he was going to face.
Still, after several cups of very strong coffee and so many hamburgers he�d lost count, Alfred had pushed down the squirming nervousness in his stomach and headed back. After all, it wasn�t very heroic to be this nervous over one little sentence, right?
�Arthur?� he whispered to the hallway, his legs still refusing to walk through the door.
He certainly wasn�t feeling very heroic.

Seeing no one in the front hallway, he took a deep breath to calm his returning nerves and slowly and quietly walked through and shut door behind him. Next he peered cautiously around the door to the living room. Still nothing.
�Arthur?� he whispered again, and walked round the back of the sofa to the kitchen door. The kitchen was also empty, save for a small piece of paper on the table. Picking it up, Alfred found it was a note.

Alfred.
I�ve gone out to Ann Summers but will be back shortly. Don�t you dare leave the house!
Arthur

Alfred frowned, a jealous knot forming in his stomach. Who the hell was Ann Summers?

p.s Ann Summers is a shop you idiot.

Alfred smiled warmly to himself. Arthur knew him so well.

p.p.s Stop smiling!

Chuckling, Alfred put the note back on the table and walked back into the living room, plopping down onto the sofa. Arthur was still Arthur no matter what he was going to do tonight. Grabbing the TV remote and flicking through the channels, Alfred comforted himself thinking that Arthur couldn�t possible do what he said earlier, he was far too�too�well, he was Arthur! He�d never been the top in their relationship, and Alfred�well�he blushed at his own thought that he himself had never bottomed at all ever. But Alfred shook his head, there was no way Arthur would go through with it.
If only he�d realised just how tightly he was grabbing the sofa arm.
---
Alfred looked at the digital watch on his wrist. Arthur had been gone for quite a while now and it was just starting to get dark. Yawning, he wondered how far away this Ann Summers place really was, and then wondered if maybe Arthur had chickened out. But the rattling of keys in the front door lock intruded on Alfred�s thought, and the American sat up straight on the sofa, heartbeat suddenly racing, ears listening out for any noises
As the door closed and footsteps drew nearer, Alfred watched as the living room door was opened and�someone�walked into the room.
�A-A..Arthur!?�
Alfred gaped at the sight before him. It was Arthur, thought it certainly took him a moment to realise it. The Englishman was standing in the doorway with a plastic Ann Summers bag in one hand, a soft smirk on his lips, and wearing clothes Alfred had never seen him wear before. He wore black boots that that a slight heal to them, and very shiny skin tight black leather trousers, ones that hung very low on his hips and that hugged ridiculously closely to every single curve. On his chest he wore an equally tight blood red t-shirt, fashionably torn in several places showing through patches of skin, and leaving a gap between the hem and his leather trousers where his navel showed through. There was a large tear downwards on the front between the black coloured words No and Fear, and, though Alfred had only just noticed it, Arthur was wearing heavy black eyeliner and his nails were painted black too!
�Did�did you go out looking like that?� Alfred found himself pointing at Arthur in shock as Arthur slowly walked into the room, never once breaking eye contact with Alfred, and stood right in front of him.
Arthur�s smirk grew wider at the stunned look on Alfred�s face, and ignored his question, �You never saw me like this back in the 80�s did you? When not in meetings I used to wear clothes like this all the time back then, especially with the late night concerts and parties I used to attend.�
Alfred still continued to gape, his eyes raking over the fabric which did little to conceal anything.
�Well I��Alfred was finding it hard to breath, �I knew that were into all that, punk and grunge stuff but�I never once thought what you�d�look like, like this...�
Slowly Arthur took a step towards, him, Alfred instinctively sitting back against the sofa as Arthur brought up his right foot and placed it on the edge of the sofa between Alfred�s legs, leaning over and closer to him.
�I meant what I said earlier,� Arthur continued, his voice coming out almost like a purr, �Think of it as your punishment for making me unnecessarily worry for an entire week.�
Alfred smiled nervously, �Eh heh, I did say sorry for that.�
Alfred didn�t know where to look. Arthur�s eyes looked even more vibrant and green with that eyeliner framing them, but at the same time, with his leg raised like that, Alfred�s direct line of vision was straight at Arthur�s crotch, that tight shiny leather making it very obvious what was underneath it.
�Not good enough.� Arthur said, and put his hand into the bag he was holding before pulling out a set of silver metal handcuffs.
Alfred stared at them, ��what exactly is this Ann Summers shop?�
�It�s a sexy lingerie shop for women,� Arthur replied, dangling the handcuffs on one finger in front of Alfred�s face, �but at the back of the store, it�s a sex shop.�
Alfred gulped, watching the handcuffs swing side to side as if hypnotised.
�As I�m the one topping tonight, you�re going to do every single thing that I say, aren�t you?� Arthur said, watching Alfred�s blue eyes follow the movement of the handcuffs.
�W-what happened to my little tsundere England?� Alfred asked, quite sure his voice was never that high before.
�He�s pissed off with a little brat called America.� Arthur replied, before placing the handcuffs back in the back and whipping out something long and thin, pointing it straight at Alfred�s neck.
�What the hell is that?!� Alfred exclaimed.
�It�s a riding crop.� Arthur replied perfectly calmly.
�What!??!Err, heh wha�I-I gotta be honest I dunno about this, this�well it�s not exactly what I had in mind when I said that, well that-that I wanted you to be more forceful this isn�t what��
Alarm bells were ringing loudly in Alfred�s head. Was this really his Arthur? This sexual monster of his made him act like a totally different person! Unfortunately, his stuttering statement seemed to make a bolt of anger flash through Arthur�s eyes, and the older country removed his foot from the sofa and stood back, throwing the bag to the floor.
�Make up your bloody mind will you!! What do you want from me then!?�
Alfred was fairly innocent when it came to sex, and this was an entirely different angle that he wasn�t sure if he was ready to go down, and angry or not, Arthur looked so incredibly hot in his outfit Alfred couldn�t acknowledge the anger in his voice. All he could do was stare, stare at those slender legs, the teasing patches of skin showing through his shirt, the nipple, that he�d just seen, showing through one of them.
Alfred�s brain was beginning to haze over, �I, I-I, when I said I wanted you to want me more�this isn�t exactly what�I didn�t�� his eyes fell back to the bulge at Arthur�s groin, �Ohhhh man I dunno what I want.� he groaned.
He did want it, my GOD did he want it, but Alfred was the hero, and he was too ashamed to admit to himself that he was�he was�
Suddenly the anger in Arthur�s eyes disappeared. Without a word he stepped forward once again and this time placed his knee on the edge of the sofa, leaning forward and wrapping his arms around Alfred�s neck.
�I wouldn�t hurt you, you know that.� he whispered softly, feeling Alfred�s heart beat racing in his chest underneath him, �I don�t want you to be scared of me, that�s not why I�m doing this. Yeah you may have pissed me off in the past week but�I want you to enjoy doing this with me. I thought this could be something new.�
He paused, hoping for some kind of response from Alfred. But when he received nothing, he let out an irritated sigh, � But if you really don�t want this, then I guess I�ll just go.� He released Alfred and stood up, turning to walk towards the door.
�NO! Err, no�don�t go�.� Alfred exclaimed, trailing off timidly. Arthur was right, of course he was right, he wasn�t going to do anything horrible to him, it was time Alfred pulled himself together and took it like a man!
Or a woman, in this case.
Arthur stopped walking and turned back around, crossing his arms still looking slightly annoyed, �Look, it�s not�� Arthur found himself blushing, and he looked to one side at the floor, �it�s not like I do this sort of thing all the time you know, this is just�for you. I want you to know how good it feels�how good you always make me feel.�
As Alfred looked up at him, Arthur�s arms crossed defensively, wearing that sexy outfit with that annoyed look on his face and that embarrassed blush on his cheeks, Alfred felt his heart melting.
�I do want it,� Alfred said softly, a small smile on his lips, �I guess I�m just a little�nervous.�
Arthur looked like he was struggling not to melt himself at the sweet smile on Alfred�s face, so as his eyes softened, he quickly hid it with a fake sigh of irritation and un-crossed his arms.
�I promise I won�t use the ridding crop, that okay for now?�
Alfred nodded happily, relief sweeping over him, �What do you use it for anyway?� he asked innocently.
Arthur stood there wide eyed for a moment, before a bubbling feeling rising in his chest escaped and he started to laugh. �Never mind,� he said, still smiling, �Just get over here and kiss me.�
Alfred�s face lit up at those words and he leapt up off the sofa and bounded over to Arthur, sweeping him up in his arms and eagerly pressing their lips together. It had been two, now nearly three days since he�d kissed him, and this feeling alone was enough to turn him on, especially with the feel of that leather rubbing against his legs.
Their tongues battled for dominance, but it was Arthur who was winning, obviously wanting to remind Alfred that he had no place trying to win him over tonight. But Alfred wasn�t quiet ready to give in just yet. He�d grown a little more confident after Arthur assured him he wouldn�t do anything painful, and especially after seeing Arthur with his classic �I�m angry but embarrassed� face, so as Arthur had one hand in Alfred�s hair, the other around his neck, Alfred sneakily placed both his hands on the leather over Arthur�s butt cheeks and squeezed hard.
Arthur literally squeaked into Alfred�s mouth, eyes wide as he pushed his hands against Alfred�s chest and broke the kiss, glaring at him.
�Sorry,� Alfred grinned sheepishly, �You�re so hot in that outfit I couldn�t resist.� Alfred licked his bottom lip, watching the glare in Arthur�s eyes soften, and replaced by that seductive little smirk again.
�Just for that. Strip.�
Alfred blinked at him, �What, here? Now?�
Arthur nodded, crossing his arms again and waiting, �You have to do as I say, remember?�
Alfred�s insides did a happy little flip at the thought, and he quickly shrugged off his bomber jacket, tugged off his tie, un-did the buttons on his shirt at super fast speed and got rid of everything else in record time. With his clothes spread all around him, Alfred now stood completely naked (except for his glasses) and, as Arthur noticed, was already getting hard.
Arthur raised an amused eyebrow, �I think you wanted me to do this more than you let me believe.�
�Heh,� Alfred smiled anxiously, �what can I say? My brain and my body are two different things.�
Alfred watched as Arthur walked around him, his eyes never leaving his own, before Arthur bent down and picked up the Ann Summer�s bag he had dropped. Rummaging around for a second, he pulled several things out and dropped the bag back on the floor. Alfred was sure he�d heard the clinking sound of those handcuffs.
�Don�t move.�
Alfred remained perfectly still, feeling Arthur walk up behind him, his skin sensitive to every wisp of air movement. He could feel the warmth from Arthur�s body too, and couldn�t help but shiver slightly in in both excitement and apprehension. He breathed slowly as he felt Arthur�s hands by his shoulders, wrapping something around Alfred�s neck, something that felt like leather, a small clasp clicking into place. Arthur kissed the tip of Alfred�s left ear as he pulled away, walking around to stand in front of him.
Alfred had been right, Arthur was holding those handcuffs, as well as something else that looked like�.a black leather leash? Without a word, Arthur took hold of each of Alfred�s hands in turn, placing and locking the cuffs around his wrists. As domineering as he was trying to be, Alfred could still see a blush on Arthur�s cheeks, and knew that this was turning him on as much as it was himself.
Once the handcuffs were securely in place, Arthur fixed one end of the leash around the middle of the chain on the handcuffs, and the other end to a small metal hook on the collar around Alfred�s neck. It was only a short leash, and this forced Alfred to move his hands up together to his chest. If he relaxed his wrists it would have almost made him look like a bunny rabbit.
�This is a little kinky isn�t it?� Alfred said anxiously.
In response Arthur leant up and placed a small lingering kiss to Alfred�s bottom lip, �You haven�t seen anything yet. Besides if you really want me to stop, you just have to say.�
Alfred shook his head slowly.
�I thought not.� Arthur said smugly.
He walked over to the sofa, Alfred turning around where he stood to watch, and Arthur grabbed some cushions and piled them up on the right arm of the sofa.
�Sit here, and lean back.�
Alfred obediently did as he was told, sitting slightly to one side on the sofa and leaning back on the arm, just as Arthur knelt on the sofa next to him. He could only watch as Arthur gently took Alfred�s right leg and lifted it up, letting it dangle over the back of the sofa, moving his left leg so it dangled over the front edge.
Alfred�s own blush finally caught up with him, a small pinkness creeping across his cheeks as he realised exactly how exposed and vulnerable he really was, spread out on the sofa with his hands cuffed and restrained by a leash attached to a collar snugly around his neck.
�You know, I should so be the one doing this to you.�
�If you�re a good little boy maybe I�ll let you.� Arthur smiled, and Alfred immediately felt a jolt of pleasure zoom straight down his body directly to his cock, which twitched eagerly towards Arthur. Arthur saw this, and he leant down between Alfred�s legs, lips achingly close to the tip of his cock, his breath tingling the sensitive skin, �I think he wants to play.�
Alfred�s breath hitched at the mischievous sparkle in Arthur�s eyes, just before the Englishman darted out his tongue and leant further down, running it up the underside of Alfred�s cock from the base right to the tip. Alfred close his eyes and took in a shuddering breath as he did. A week without sex was a very long time for the teenager within. Yes he was away for three weeks before he came back, (and times before that even longer) but that was three weeks without Arthur beside him, tempting him. One week with no sex when the love of your life was sleeping right next to you took a far larger toll on the body, and Alfred had a feeling he wasn�t going to last very long here.
�Alfred.�
Alfred opened his eyes when Arthur said his name, and looked down to see him holding up what looked to Alfred like a black rubber band.
�What�s that?� he asked, not entirely sure he wanted to know the answer.
�It�s a cock ring.�
��..a what?!�
Arthur smiled, spinning the large ring on his finger, �It stops you from cumming so quickly, so you can last out longer and feel even more pleasure when you do.�
Alfred stared at him, stared at the cock ring, then stared back at him again, �I wish you�d stop reading my mind it�s getting damn freaky.�
With another smirk tugging at his lips, Arthur placed a soft kiss to the top of Arthur�s cock before sliding the ring over it, all the way to the base. Alfred squirmed a little at the feeling.
�You okay?� Arthur asked softly.
�Y-yeah, it just feels a little strange�good though.�
�I�ll continue on then.� he said, eyes still sparkling as he placed his hands on Alfred�s hips, placed his wet lips over the tip of Alfred�s cock, closed his eyes, and sank down all the way to the base.
Alfred couldn�t hold back the grunt that escaped him. He knew he himself was good at this when doing it to Arthur, but my GOD, he knew he wasn�t as good as Arthur was. He�d never been able to deep throat quite as far as Arthur could, the man always looked like he could take in even more than Alfred physically had to offer.
Alfred wanted to throw his arms out and fist his hands into the sofa, but as they were handcuffed together close to his chest he could do nothing but let his head fall back, eyes shut as Arthur expertly deep throated his rapidly hardening cock.
�Oh God�� he moaned out loudly, Arthur keeping Alfred�s hips down with his hands as he bobbed his head up and down over and over again. Alfred could feel Arthur�s nose tickling his pubic hair every time he went deep, could feel his own cock throbbing against Arthur�s warm and wet throat, Arthur�s tongue pressing firmly against the intruding flesh massaging it with every movement.
�Oh God this is so hot�� Alfred groaned, knowing that as annoying as it was unable to move his arms, it was also an unbelievable turn on. He was completely in Arthur�s care, he could do anything to him, probably would do anything to him, and if this incredible blow job was just the beginning�.
Alfred could feel that familiar knot of heat tightening in his stomach, and he desperately tried to raise his hips, wanting more, wanted to go deeper, even if it was physically impossible to go deeper he didn�t care, he needed to.
�A-Arthur!� he warned, but Arthur didn�t stop, and Alfred bit his bottom lip hard, eyes tightly shut. He knew he should be cumming, he could feel it, the pressure was right there!! But he wasn�t! Why wasn�t he�
The cock ring.
�Damn it!� he groaned, gasping in a pleasure he hadn�t felt before, �Oh Jesus�uh�AH! Arthur!�.urgh�.�
Alfred was now arching his back off the sofa, sliding down from the soft cushions Arthur had piled up for him. He was getting so desperate, trying anything to get closer, wanting more and more and something to send him over!
�P-please, please�arghhh, Arthur please!�
If it was even possible Arthur sped up, moving his hands and letting Alfred arch up into him. Instead Arthur reached down with both hands around Alfred�s thighs and, just like Alfred had done to him earlier, placed the palms of his hands on Alfred�s arse and squeezed hard, digging his fingernails into the flesh.
That was all Alfred needed. His blue eyes went wide, a loud gasp erupting from his throat before he squeezed his eyes tightly shut, threw his head back and moaned out Arthur�s name long and loudly as he came, shuddering at the force of his intense orgasm as Arthur continued to deep throat him, skilfully letting the onslaught of cum slide down his throat without choking.
As Alfred came down from his high and stopped arching into Arthur�s mouth, he collapsed into the soft sofa cushions, eyes closed and panting heavily. Arthur gently released Alfred�s cock with a soft �pop�, catching the cum dripping off his bottom lip with his finger. He smirked down at Alfred, a deep blush across the American�s face, glasses askew, so Arthur leant over him and removed his glasses, slipping his tongue between those panting lips.
Alfred�s eyes opened blearily. He could taste the saltiness of his own cum in Arthur�s mouth but right now that was so erotic he didn�t care. He closed his eyes again and let Arthur ravish his mouth, too temporarily exhausted to do anything but moan into the kiss, finding himself swallowing some of that saltiness. Arthur�s tongue sucked on his own so powerfully Alfred felt like he was going dizzy, and it was only the lack of oxygen that made them both pull away from each other, Alfred still boneless on the sofa.
�That nice then?�
Alfred peered up at the smiling Arthur leaning over him, �Nice?� he chortled, before given him a tired, lop-sided grin, �That�s gotta be the best blow job you�ve ever given me.�
Arthur smiled warmly at him, �Good.� he said, before climbing off the sofa and walking back over to the Ann Summers bag, placing Alfred�s glasses on a small side table. �Now get up, kneel on the floor and bend over the sofa.�
Alfred blinked at him, �Huh?�
Arthur smirked and looked up at him, �What you think I�m finished with you? A little selfish of you isn�t it?�
�But I�ve just�� Alfred tried to indicate down to his very flaccid looking cock.
�Oh please, it�s not like you haven�t come twice in one session before.�
�Well yeah, but I haven�t exactly had that intense of an orgasm before either.�
�Just shut up and do it.�
Giving in, Alfred awkwardly slipped off the sofa, keeping his elbows on the seat to turn himself around, kneeling on the floor. Luckily the leash was at least long enough so he could rest on his forearms with his head up fairly comfortably. He listened to the rustling of the plastic bag before he once again felt Arthur�s presence behind him. Unfortunately he could feel himself tense up at the thought at what was about to happen. In this position, it could only be one thing.
�Relax Alfred, I said I wouldn�t hurt you, but you do need to relax.�
�What the? You can tell already?�
�No, I just know what you�re thinking, and no matter what I say it will hurt unless you relax.�
Alfred�s throat felt very dry, so he swallowed thickly, leaning over a little to try and grab one of the cushions he�s been leaning on, tucking it between his cuffed hands and his head so he could bury his face in it if he wanted to. He could hear Arthur twisting the lid off something behind him.
�Arthur?�
�Mm?�
Alfred really did suddenly feel very very nervous, a lot more than he had felt all day now he was finally here and this was actually happening, �This is probably the wrong time to ask but�it would make me feel a hell of a lot less nervous if you told me what it felt like for you doing this for the first time.�
Surprisingly there came a small chuckle from behind him, �I don�t remember my first time.�
�What?� Alfred said disappointedly, trying to look over his shoulder,, �But everyone remembers their first time.�
�Not when you�ve lived for as long as I have, and besides�� Arthur trailed off, coughing awkwardly, before saying quietly, ��I have a feeling I was high on wild mushrooms at the time.�
Alfred let this new piece of information sink in for a moment before he burst out laughing.
�Oi don�t laugh you bloody twat!� Arthur exclaimed, an embarrassed blush spread deeply across his cheeks, �I don�t even think it was with just one country either!�
This just made Alfred laugh even harder, and he buried his head into his cushion, his whole body shaking with hilarity , �I�m�I�m sorry.,� he gasped through his laughs, trying to control it which only made him giggle even harder, �It�s just�why aren�t I surprised?� He continued to laugh into his cushion, and was about to ask as a joke if Arthur had been drunk at the same time when suddenly�
SLAP!
�Ugh!�
Alfred immediately stopped laughing, his body jerking forward, eyes wide as he stared at the back of the sofa.
�Did�did you just slap my ass?!�
SLAP!
Alfred grunted out loud again, his head dropping to his cushion. That felt far nicer than it should have done.
�I�m so glad my disturbing first time could make you relax for yours.� Arthur quipped sarcastically, running his thumb over the slightly reddened skin on Alfred�s right buttock, before leaning down and darting his tongue out, licking upwards over the warm skin.
�S-sorry�� Alfred said, his blush returning, but still trying to push down the urge to start laughing again.
�Just be quiet.� Arthur said softly, and continued to gently massage Alfred�s butt cheeks, placing little kisses over them before reaching round and taking Alfred�s cock in his hand.
Alfred let his head fall back to the cushion, letting Arthur touch him everywhere, a soft, soothing touch, one that was obviously still trying to get Alfred to relax more. It was certainly working, because Alfred happily sighed into the cushion, eyes closed, letting himself get lost in the gentle euphoria. Arthur�s hand lazily stroking Alfred�s cock back into life, his lips alternating between kissing and licking everything before him, butt, thighs, and even across his back, lingering at the small dip at the base of his spine.
It felt so good Alfred felt like he could have stayed there for hours, totally relaxed, and only let out a small breath when he felt one slippery finger brush against his entrance, his mind telling him somewhere that it was obviously the lid to a tube of lube that Arthur had been removing earlier.
�You feel okay?� Arthur asked, and Alfred nodded softly, his eyes still closed trying to keep that blissful haze in his head so he wouldn�t tense up again.
Ever so slowly, Arthur pushed his forefinger through that tight ring of muscle, his other hand gripping ever so slightly tighter around Alfred�s cock, trying to keep Alfred�s attention on that to keep him relaxed. Aside from a small intake of breath at the strange intrusion, Alfred remained relaxed, so Arthur pushed in a little deeper.
Alfred felt strange, a strange that was definitely re-hardening his cock. One finger felt�fine so far, a little odd, but fine. He was starting to get himself excited at the thought of what it really felt like to have his prostrate touched. With the way Arthur always gasped and moaned every time Alfred rammed his cock against it, it was at least one thing he was really looking forward to feeling.
He felt Arthur remove his finger, then moments later, felt two fingers at his entrance. Alfred swallowed, gripping the cushion a little tighter and clenching his teeth just a bit as they passed through. A small groan unwittingly escaped him, it really did feel weird but, it felt kind of good too.
�Arthur.� Alfred breathed softly, as Arthur moved his two fingers in and out slowly, the soothing gel-like lubricant making it a lot more comfortable.
When Arthur slowly scissored his fingers, Alfred clutched the cushion and gasped quietly, feeling himself tense up again. Arthur cold easily feel that, and he quickened his pace on Alfred�s cock. Alfred groaned in response and Arthur felt him relax again.
�So, did Francis say anything else to you do besides that ridiculous idea of his?�
�W-what?� Alfred said distractingly, not exactly in the right frame of mind for a conversation. Arthur was still scissoring his fingers inside him, and Alfred couldn�t help but bite his bottom lip as the pleasure began grow again rather quickly.
Suddenly though, Alfred gasped out loudly, Arthur�s middle finger having found and pressed against that sweet bundle of nerves inside him. �Ahh! A-Arthur!�
�Francis.� Arthur repeatedly casually as if nothing had happened, though there was a smirking tone to his voice.
Alfred gripped his cushion tightly, small moans and gasps now tumbling from his lips as Arthur continued to brush against his prostrate. Feeling such pleasure from such a odd place, plus the building pleasure on his cock, was the strangest and most brilliant feeling Alfred had ever had.
�I�I don�t really, urgh�w-want to be thinking about�F-Francis right now.� Alfred stammered out, the ability to keep his brain focused becoming harder and harder.
�That�s a shame,� Arthur said, as he gently pulled both his fingers out and released Alfred�s cock, Alfred both relaxing and groaning at the loss of feeling, �Because knowing him he�d probably want to start recommending things like this to you.�
Before Alfred could form the words in his brain to ask what he meant, he felt something else being pushed against his entrance. It was larger than a finger, but it was smaller than Arthur�s cock. It felt kinda, small and oval shaped, Alfred tried to lean up to look behind his shoulder but his restraints were still keeping his head fairly low, �What�s that?� he asked warily.
�You�ll find out in a minute, don�t worry.�
�Er�� Alfred started, squirming slightly at the strange feeling as Arthur pushed this object further into him using his forefinger. He felt the object touch his prostrate, and Alfred jerked slightly in surprise, �What are you�?�
Arthur then removed his finger again, and Alfred heard velcro being torn apart before a strap was wrapped around his left thigh, and what felt a like a small hand-held box placed between his leg and the strap. He could also feel a plastic wire running from the box leading inside him.
�That�s just to stop me from having to carry it.� Arthur answered the un-asked question.
�Carrying what?�
But Arthur didn�t answer. Alfred felt him push a button on the box on his leg and suddenly, there wasn�t a single coherent thought in Alfred�s head.
The oval shaped device inside him had started to vibrate, fast, and right onto his prostrate.
The gasp of surprise Alfred had tried to take at the sudden feeling ended up being a very shaky breath, eyes wide, mouth open before he let his forehead hit the cushion and he groaned loudly, wave after wave of ecstasy shuddering through his body.
�Ohohhh God Arthur!�
Alfred�s voice came out half strangled at this new sensation, his restrained hands scrambling on the cushion, twisting and turning it in all directions.
He felt Arthur move and kneel beside him, the Englishman running a hand up Alfred�s bare back, before placing a small kiss on his left cheek, making Alfred look up at him,. A deep blush was spread across his cheeks as he continued to moan and pant quietly, embarrassed now Arthur was looking at him.
�Y-you r-really are a�pervert, aren�t you?� Alfred tried to grin, but he couldn�t keep it on his face before he was lost to those torturous vibrations again.
The smile on Arthur�s face was disturbingly deceptive, obviously not trying to scream out and remind Alfred he had brought all of this upon himself.
�We�re going upstairs now.� he said through an innocent smile, before his eyes leered down at the unbelieving look in Alfred�s eyes.
�U-upstairs? Like�this?� he asked. Arthur had to be joking!
Arthur reached round pressed another button on the box, and the vibrations slowed, but they did not stop.
�Stand up.�
Alfred gaped at him as Arthur stood up, �I�I can�t stand up!� Although the smaller vibrations meant he could speak better, they didn�t stop those waves of pleasure coursing through his body, and his blush still remained firmly planted on his face.
�Yes you can, it won�t hurt standing up, it�s too small. Or,� Arthur added, an evil little grin on his face, �I could always leave you here.� He turned as if to walk towards the living room door, �I�ll just have to come back later and-�
�Ahh wait!�
Arms crossed smugly, Arthur turned around, watching as Alfred rose up from leaning across the sofa, and cautiously lifted up one leg, placing his foot on the floor and standing up slowly. Arthur was right that it didn�t hurt, but every movement pressed the device into his prostate, and Alfred found it difficult to stand still feeling like his legs were going to give way.
He turned to look at Arthur, and Arthur just looked back at him with a satisfied smile on his face, �Well don�t you look the sight.�
With his hands still cuffed and leashed to his collar, cock standing proud and still wearing the cock ring, his legs slightly trembling, a deep blush across his face, and that small vibration sound filling the room, not in his entire life did Alfred ever think he�d be standing here like this.
And it was really turning him on.
Arthur on the other hand couldn�t help absently licking his bottom lip. To him, Alfred looked absolutely edible, hot and adorable all at once, and wondered why he�d never done this to him before.
Alfred stood there awkwardly as he watched Arthur�s eyes hungrily rake up and down his body, before Arthur walked up to him and un-hooked the leash from around the chain on Alfred�s handcuffs. He held the leash in his hand, leaning over and placed one, teasing kiss on Alfred�s lips, before taking a few steps back keeping the leash in his hands.
�Follow me then.� Arthur said, an enticing smile on his lips as Alfred was forced to take steps towards him as the leash tugged on his collar.
Alfred had a lop-sided grin on his face as Arthur walked backwards towards the living room door, tugging him along with him, �You really are a dirty old man aren�t you?� he grinned, until a spasm of pleasure rippled through his body and he closed his eyes briefly, a small groan escaping his lips, reminding himself to try and take more careful steps.
Arthur�s response was to narrow his eyes and tug slightly sharper on the leash, which just made Alfred grin again as he was jerked forward. Out of everything Arthur was doing to him tonight, he still would never admit out loud that he was a pervert. He supposed if Arthur did it would mean loosing to France, and that was something Arthur would never allow to happen.
Arthur turned around to open the living room door and walked towards the stairs, Alfred trailing obediently behind him, before heading up to the bedroom. Taking steps up the stairs caused the oval device to push itself against Alfred�s prostrate on every step, and by the time he got to the top of the stairs was panting softly and trying to hold back those groans of pleasure.
Arthur led him through the bedroom door before closing it behind them, reaching up to Alfred�s collar and un-hooking the leash altogether, letting it drop to the floor.
�Lie on your back on the bed.� Arthur commanded, and Alfred obeyed.
Since Arthur un-hooked the leash from his handcuffs downstairs Alfred was able to lower his arms from his chest and now used them to steady himself on the bed, before turning over slowly, still trying to avoid any un-necessary pressure on his prostate. He didn�t know how much more of these vibrations he could take without Arthur touching him anywhere else. His cock was now straining upwards, having long since forgotten the brilliant orgasm it had had shortly before, and was now eagerly wanting to start round 2, the cock ring keeping the build up of heat deep within him.
He lay back on the bed, the arousing thought of what Arthur would do to him next turning him on even more, and he automatically spread his legs. The nervousness was almost gone now. Arthur had promised he wouldn�t hurt him and he hadn�t, and feeling his fingers inside him before felt wonderful after the initial strangeness faded away, and now he just wanted to feel what it was like to have Arthur�s cock inside him instead.
Although for the moment it would seem Arthur hadn�t finished with his teasing torture yet, and pressed the button on the small box turning the vibrations up again, making the excited grin on Alfred�s face disappear as his head fell back against the pillows, moaning Arthur�s name once again.
�Y-you�re gonna kill me with this thing.� Alfred moaned, a little embarrassed at how much of a whimper that actually came out as.
Arthur crawled in-between his legs, watching Alfred squirm beneath him for a moment, before reaching for the hems of his own t-shirt and pulling it up over his head, ruffling his hair making a few bangs stick out at odd angles.
�If you remember earlier I told you I was going to have you on your back begging to be fucked.� Arthur reminded him, running one agonising finger up the underside of Alfred�s cock, Alfred biting his lip and automatically jerking his hips upwards for more of the touch.
�Which means I�m going to drive you wild, begging for me to fuck you, before my cock goes anywhere near you.�
Alfred�s eyes went wide again, a part of him still not believing Arthur was saying stuff like this. His Arthur before had always just blushed insanely at any mention of anything sex related, and now he was leering over him, black leather pants and eyeliner, looking and sounding more like he belonged in a porno film!
Man it was hot.
�What are you�going to do?�
Arthur smiled slyly, leaning right over him before capturing his lips, sucking on Alfred�s bottom lip, his tongue taking one leisurely sweep of his mouth before pulling away again. With a mischievous look in his eyes, Arthur moved Alfred�s handcuffed hands above his head against the pillow, holding them there with one hand, before licking down Alfred�s neck, over his collarbone, and simultaneously taking his left nipple between his teeth and pressing two fingers through Alfred�s arsehole at the same time.
Alfred�s body jolted in surprise at the fingers, he hadn�t been expecting that considering what was already in there, but when Arthur�s fingers found the device and pushed it further against his prostrate, Alfred didn�t even bother trying to hide the blissful yet agonising groan that escaped his lips, head back and eyes closed, feeling Arthur�s teeth gently pinch at his nipple, sucking it then twirling his tongue around it. By the time Arthur moved on to Alfred�s right nipple, his other hand coming down to continue to tease and squeeze his left one, his fingers still moving in and out of Alfred�s arse gaining more speed, Alfred was practically bucking upwards, trying to get any fiction he could get on his un-touched cock as Arthur leaned over him.
�Oh Jesus�.Arthur�A-Arthur, please, ahhhhhh please touch me!�
Arthur looked up from lavishing on Alfred�s nipple and smirked at him, �Touch you where?� he asked teasingly, and Alfred bucked upwards again in answer.
�My cock, please, please touch my cock!�
Alfred�s eyes were tightly closed, his blush spreading to the tops of his ears now, and Arthur grinned in a very satisfied sort of way. Alfred was beginning to give in to him, he�d soon having him begging for Arthur to fuck him. Arthur had a lot more restraint than Alfred did, and could happily do this all night if needed. This was Alfred�s punishment after all, no matter how gorgeous he looked.
So, keeping one hand free to continue to tease Alfred�s nipples, Arthur leaned downwards, Alfred�s cock hard and aching below him. Wetting his lips, Arthur prepared himself to give yet another one of his mind blowing blowjobs, and placed his lips over the tip, sinking right down to the base once again.
Alfred had had no idea what it felt like to be both in heaven and hell at the same time, but he certainly knew what it felt like now. His handcuffed hands scraped desperately against the headboard behind him, those vibrations still causing a torturous pleasure to wash over every nerve in his body. Arthur�s fingers were moving in and out faster and faster all the time, Alfred�s cock engulfed in that wet heat once again, his nipples being rub and teased over and over again. Alfred couldn�t help himself now and couldn�t stop his head thrashing from side to side, Arthur�s name tumbling from his lips with a mixture of grunts and low, long groans. He could feel that heat inside him again, building to that unimaginable pressure, but that damned cock ring still keeping that desperately wanted orgasm at bay.
He couldn�t take it any more, he couldn�t�he wanted Arthur. As torturously wonderful as this was, he wanted Arthur inside him. He couldn�t take it, if Arthur didn�t stop he was going to�
�Oh God Arthur please fuck me! Please, please I�m begging you! Arthur fuck me fuck me!!�
Somehow the words in his head tumbled from his lips in an understandable sentence, and almost immediately Arthur released Alfred�s cock from his mouth, removed his fingers, and switched off the box. Removing it and the strap from around Alfred�s leg and gently but swiftly pulling out the oval device, Arthur pulled out his straining cock from his leather trousers and lifted Alfred�s right leg up higher, positioning himself carefully. Arthur truly did have more restraint than Alfred ever had, but now he knew what he was about to do his own cock looked almost as eager for attention as Alfred�s did. He took out a small tube of lubricant from his back pocket, the same he�d been using all evening, and slathered a generous amount over his cock.
Alfred lay panting beneath him, watching Arthur, hair tousled and already looking as if he�d come already. �Told you I�d have you begging me.� Arthur said with a devious smile, before slowly pushing the head of his cock inside that tight ring of muscle, Alfred sucking in a sharp breath through his teeth at just how much bigger this was than Arthur�s two fingers.
Alfred kept his eyes closed and his head back, trying not to tense up, but as relaxed and turned on as he had been this really was so much bigger and it did hurt.
�It�s okay it won�t hurt for long, I�ve been deliberately paying attention to you down there so this won�t hurt as much as it would do normally.�
Alfred tried to nod his head, taking a deep breath to try and relax himself again. Arthur continued to push in very slowly, though the tight heat around his cock hadn�t been something he�d felt for a very very long time, and it was taking all of his restraint not to plunge straight in, teeth clenched and one eye closed as he continued to push forward.
�Ahhh,� Alfred gasped, that flicker of pain still across his face, but also a flicker of pleasure returning, �A-Arthur, does this this, argh! D-does this feel like this�every time I do this to you?�
Arthur now slid in fully, right to the hilt, and he paused letting Alfred get used to the feeling, �No.� Arthur replied a little breathlessly, �It�s only the first few times that it�ll hurt. When you do this to me, it feels wonderful.� He hated the blush that came to his cheeks at saying that.
Alfred half-grinned up at him, before biting his lip in concentration again, �Okay,� he said carefully, �I�m okay.�
Arthur began to move outwards, slowly again, gripping Alfred�s hips gently. Alfred�s mouth kept alternating between gritted teeth and gasps of pleasure, so Arthur slid forward once again, Alfred letting out a satisfied groan beneath him.
�That feeling better?� Arthur asked, panting slightly already.
Alfred nodded more enthusiastically now, so Arthur pulled back a little faster this time, and it only took a few more slow thrusts before a rhythm was set and Alfred was gripping the pillow behind him, gasping at the pleasure that rippled through his body.
�Ooh�oh yeah�ughhhh Arthur�ah touch me again!�
Arthur happily complied, thrusting in a little deeper as he wrapped his hand around Alfred�s cock, at the same time hitting right up against Alfred�s prostrate. Alfred bucked upwards, a small cry of ecstasy escaping his lips at the sudden jolt down his spine.
Arthur�s thrusts sped up as he pumped Alfred�s cock in time, every time hitting that sweet spot, Alfred gasping and panting and now back to thrashing his head from side to side again.
�H-harder!� Alfred gasped loudly, now completely lost to this pleasure and not caring in the slightest how desperate he sounded.
Arthur gladly pounded him harder, pumping his cock faster, and leant over Alfred�s body licking up his neck as Alfred lay arched in to him, rocking back and forth faster and faster as Arthur thrust deeper and harder. Alfred hooked his handcuffed hands around Arthur�s shoulders, keeping him there as he was pounded into the bed. There was no gentleness left now, just a raw heat that washed over them, both gasping the others name over and over, before Alfred, now almost delirious, finally felt his orgasm come crashing down on him, the cock ring finally letting it happen,. He wrapped his legs tight around Arthur�s waist, gripped him tightly around his neck, and finally cried out Arthur�s name loudly over his shoulder, cum spraying hard over his stomach and Arthur�s chest, shuddering and clinging to Arthur just as Arthur pounded him two more times before cumming deep inside him, riding out his orgasm and biting down hard just above Alfred�s collarbone, moaning out long and loudly, the pain from the bite making Alfred gasp and cling to him even more.
The euphoria that washed over them left them panting endlessly in each other arms, Alfred now with his head back against the pillow and his eyes closed, his legs slowly slipping from around Arthur�s waist and across the leather of his trousers. Arthur still had one hand loosely around Alfred�s cock as he lay on top of him, panting onto his shoulder, letting his heart rate gradually slow to normal.
They remained in a breathy silence for a while, before Alfred, his breathing finally returning to normal, let out a long low whistle, �Wooow.� he sighed happily, �I had no idea what I was missing all this time.�
Arthur slowly looked up at him with a tired smile on his lips, �So, still want me to be more forceful for sex?�
�Hell yes!� Alfred exclaimed, �But,� he brought his hands from around Arthur�s head, �can you take these off? I really wanna hug you.�
Arthur blushed at the innocent statement after what they�d just done, and smiled shyly, reaching his hand round to the hidden latch at the side of the handcuffs and pulling it across, the cuffs falling loose from Alfred�s wrists. As soon as they were off Alfred wrapped his arms around Arthur and hugged him tightly, Arthur blushing madly as he was trapped on top of Alfred�s still naked body.
�I love you,� Alfred stated happily, �I really really do, and I am sorry for what I�ve been doing over the past week, I never wanted to upset you.�
Arthur smiled gently against Alfred�s chest. �I guess you can�t change being an idiot. But that�s okay�� Arthur placed a small kiss to Alfred�s chest, �You wouldn�t be you if you weren�t.�
Though they were both sticky and sweaty, neither of them made a move to the bathroom just yet, and Alfred was especially in no rush. He was too busy thinking, that even though he had set Arthur�s sexual monster loose, Arthur had still been still very caring and careful during that entire experience, still went slow when it hurt at first, was still was asking him if he was okay. This made Alfred think. What would Arthur�s sexual monster be like after Alfred had got used to the feeling of being on the bottom? How wild would the monster get knowing that it didn�t need to be as careful because they�d already done it so many times like this that Alfred was used to that bit of pain? Alfred had a feeling he�d only just seen the beginning of Arthur�s sexual monster, and the thought made him grin inanely towards the ceiling.
�Alfred?�
�Yeah?� Alfred grinned wildly to himself, thinking of all the things Arthur could still do to him in the future, and finding his heart rate quickening again at the images his mind was giving him.
��I love you too.�
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Several days later, in France�

Francis yawned into his hand as he walked down the stairs completely nude, eyeing the mail on the carpet by the front door. Picking it up, he saw two envelopes that he recognised the handwriting of. Sitting down at his kitchen table, he opened the first one that he knew from the writing was from Alfred. Out of the envelope dropped a letter and what looked like a McDonald�s voucher.

Francis!
You�re totally awesome and although it may not have worked exactly to plan, your advice really helped and Arthur and I are better than ever!! As a thank you here�s a voucher for free meals at McDonald�s forever!!
Thanks again!
Alfred!

Francis smiled pleased with himself. Well of course his advice was helpful, how could his sexual advice not have been helpful? He was rather disappointed that Alfred didn�t go into any sordid details, but he supposed not everyone could be as wonderfully open minded as himself.
The second envelope was in a handwriting he was very surprised to see, and when he opened it a single small piece of paper fell out. On it, was possibly the shortest letter Francis had ever received.

Francis.
Thank you.
Arthur.
p.s. I still hate you.

It may have been the shortest letter, but it was quiet possibly the best one he�d ever received. Smiling thoughtfully to himself, Francis considering framing the letter and putting it on display, just to annoy Arthur of course. But before he did that, there were two very important things that needed to be done.
One, getting dressed, and two, putting those hidden cameras back in Arthur�s bedroom.
The End
　

　

　

1) ANGRY!SEX - Alfreedlooses an argu ent but won�t admit to Arthur fucks aoncfession out of him.
2) KTICHEN/BATHROOM SEX/using the riuding crop
3) middle of a meeting
4) jealous!horney!france watching them through his cameras
5) anal beads
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