Re: Same Job, Different Time and Place [R-18]

by Mr. Kirkland Sun Jan 08, 2012 5:09 am

Arthur gladly returned the kiss, whilst it lasted. He shifted to try to make sure that he was as comfortable as possible and ready for Alfred’s fingers. He watched his lover open the packaging and felt his stomach start to tie in knots. He could only hope that it wouldn’t be too painful. But Alfred had done it for him a few weeks ago, so he would return the gesture. He had to. Besides, from what he could remember, it was a pleasant burn that he used to feel.

He peeled off both his trousers and his boxers, throwing them to the side carelessly. He spread his legs wider apart, despite feeling completely on show now that he was naked. Alfred was still only half naked. He rested his hands on Alfred’s upper arms as he moved back into place.

“Ah!” he shouted, having not expected for his cock to be stroked so ferociously. He gritted his teeth, laying back and enjoyed the sheer burst of pleasure for a while longer, being distracted from the finger probing at him. “S-slower!” he demanded, louder than he’d meant to. He felt bashful for a few moments, face red as he panted. “Slower,” he repeated, softer. “If you keep doing that, I’ll cum,” he warned. “Just take it nice and slow for now. Stretching is important…”

by **Assistant Jones** Sun Jan 08, 2012 5:55 am

Alfred soon pulled away from the kiss, his lips still tingling with the warmth and just the pleasure of the kiss. If anything, Arthur was a brilliant kisser though he seemed to be very, very good at anything sexual. He really couldn't help but think that he was extremely fortunate to have Arthur as his lover and definitely as his first time with a man. Though at the same time, he really couldn't have seen himself with any other man than Arthur himself. Despite knowing what it was like to have sex for the 'first' time and still remembering it, he made certain to keep careful with his movements.

He would pull off his clothes later but at the moment, he was enjoying staring at Arthur's naked body a bit too much for his own good. Grinning widely at the wonderful sight, he began to press kisses along his neck though he started to slow down his strokes. "S-Sorry!" He whispered as he continued on pressing kisses.

Instead he pressed his fingers inside Arthur, slowly stretching him out and taking his sweet time with it. He wanted Arthur to feel good and to not hurt badly by the end of this so he made certain to take the stretching nice and slow, trying to mimic what he remembered Arthur doing a few weeks ago.

by Mr. Kirkland Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:10 am

Arthur’s arms wrapped around Alfred’s neck as his own was ravished again. His eyes fluttered shut, taking pleasure in the way that Alfred’s lips dragged across his skin. His hips rocked carefully upwards a few times, into Alfred’s grip. He shivered though and became still as he felt Alfred begin to press into him.

At first, Arthur seized up, close to whimpering but he soon relaxed with a deep sigh. His head tipped backwards and he made sure to control his breathing. He tightened a few more times around his fingers although, soon enough, he was back to enjoying himself. It was only a little uncomfortable, after all. It was one finger. He licked at the shell of Alfred’s ear like he had done earlier and murmured to him.

“That’s good… like that,” he wanted to be encouraging and make sure that he knew he wasn’t hurting him, after all.

by **Assistant Jones** Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:29 am

Alfred shifted closer to Arthur, bringing himself down to press their bodies lightly together as he continued on pressing his finger inside the man, making certain try stretching him out as possible. For the moment though, he relished in Arthur's taste and just his scent, of the arousal that was in the air and fuck, he just loved it so much.

Hearing the encouragement from Arthur, it didn't take much for him to press another finger inside the man, hoping that he wasn't going to hurt him too much with the added digit. That was what he definitely didn't want. He soon pressed his fingers deeper inside, searching and exploring the other's body and hoping that he would possibly find the spot that had made him feel so good. He knew that wasn't the sole focus of sex but he wanted to distract Arthur more, help him with this feeling of being filled.

"Y-You're still doing alright?" He softly asked, continuing to press his fingers inside before slowly slipping in a third.

by Mr. Kirkland Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:44 am

Arthur “mm’ed” softly, starting to enjoy the stretch more as he adjusted. He kissed Alfred’s jaw and started to repeat the same dirty promises that he’d whispered earlier, not wanting to take the heat and thrill out of the situation just because he’d been asked to be prepared slowly. He was growing eager to move on as soon as they could and get down to business.

He lifted his hips, pushing back against Alfred’s fingers as he entered a third. He gasped, regretting his movement almost instantly as it burned from the sharpness of his action. He clung to his lover tightly, breathing heavily against his skin with the occasional curse. Arthur soon began to relax around his fingers, holding still for a long time. He could tell that Alfred was searching for his prostate but was honestly more concerned about stretching happening than the bundle of nerves being found. He could help Alfred to find it later, when they were actually doing it.

“Fuck, Alfred…” he said, lips pressed to the skin of his neck. “I want your cock,” he encouraged.

by **Assistant Jones** Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:51 am

Alfred could feel more of his lust stir up with the dirty promises and oh fuck, with each dirty promise whispered into his ear, he couldn't help but have that desire build up more and more deep inside him. Why couldn't he have Arthur right now? Why did they need to go through this long process of stretching? Oh God he just wanted to be inside him right now! Yet who could blame him for his desires? Alfred leant slightly against the kisses pressed against his jaw, his cock straining against his trousers as he wanted more and more of Arthur.

Yet for a moment, he froze in his actions as he heard Arthur gasp loudly as he pressed the third finger in and was clung onto tighter. Oh fuck...did he hurt him by accident? Though considering that Arthur wasn't yet just pulling away from him, he felt a bit more confident and he began the stretching again, knowing that he would have to focus quite a bit on the stretching. After all, he could feel that it had been a while for Arthur so he wasn't yet accustomed to the feelings again just yet.

Hearing Arthur's encouragement, Alfred soon nodded, his breath ragged and needy as he finally pulled his fingers away and soon reached over to grab the condom. "Fuck...Arthur...I want to be in you so bad." He gasped out as he opened the condom with his teeth. Soon he grabbed the condom and rolled it over himself before thinking about how to do this. He didn't want to hurt Arthur. He wanted to know what pace Arthur wanted to go at and he could take it from there if a time called for it.

So he soon sat down, pressing his back against the headboard of the bed as he tugged off both his trousers and boxers, finally releasing his hard and needy cock. The feeling of letting it loose was absolutely delightful. "Fuck...come here Arthur" He hissed before smiling over at Arthur, encouraging, motioning to his lap.

by Mr. Kirkland Sun Jan 08, 2012 7:07 am

“Mmm, so do I, darling…” Arthur smiled at the words and unravelled himself from Alfred so that he could pull away. He shuddered as the fingers were pulled from inside him. He simply lay still, staring at the ceiling as Alfred moved about. He would prefer not to end up whining like a child during all of this.

He lazily glanced over at Alfred stripping himself and rolling on a condom. He could only hope that the twit hadn’t torn the condom with those stupidly straight teeth. It was hot, though. Judging by just how Alfred’s well-endowed cock was straining, red with blood coursing through it, he could see that he wanted it pretty badly. He almost chuckled at the sight.

Arthur raised one of his large eyebrows but complied, coming across to Alfred. He grabbed the lube from the bed and held it up pointedly for Alfred to see before he opened it. He poured a small amount on to his palm before placing it on the bedside table. He reached down and stroked at Alfred’s cock a few times, making sure that he was fully lubricated, as well. After all, it would not only be painful for Arthur if it was too dry. Finally, he climbed atop of Alfred, straddling him as they had done earlier. He lowered his hips and experimentally rubbed his hips against Alfred, his cock sliding between Arthur’s buttocks without penetrating.

“Alfred,” he breathed softly, hands resting on his lover’s shoulders as he repeated this action. “Kiss me.”

by **Assistant Jones** Sun Jan 08, 2012 7:47 am

Alfred couldn't help but smile back at Arthur's lovely smile (and what a rare sight it was to see at times) and he soon allowed the other man to unravel himself away from him. He just hoped that this would turn out well, that he wouldn't be constantly worrying about if he was hurting Arthur or not. Which was a primary reason as to why he wanted to start off in this position. At least this way, Arthur could go in his own pace and he wouldn't really have to worry about hurting the man unless he was too big.

He honestly hoped that he wasn't too big for Arthur...but he had made certain to stretch him out well. So maybe that would help them. He was definitely well-endowed and that was something that he was too bashful to admit. Though he was scared that it would hurt Arthur instead of make him feel good. He had a feeling that if they did this right, then he wouldn't really have to worry about it. Though it was definitely embarrassing to have Arthur see his cock and to have him chuckle at the sight, he still hadn't gotten used to it since last time!

Feeling the lube being stroked onto his cock, he could feel his breath quicken just at the feeling and sight of it. God, it was so erotic... He just wanted to be inside Arthur now, he wanted to give into the carnal pleasure. Seeing Arthur straddle him, he couldn't help but grin a bit though he gasped at the feeling of his cock sliding between Arthur. His hips were starting to quiver at the feeling and he soon nodded. "Always." He whispered before he leant forward to kiss Arthur, savouring his lips and everything about him.

by Mr. Kirkland Sun Jan 08, 2012 8:02 am

Arthur wasn’t worried about Alfred being too big – he knew that they’d be able to make it work. It wasn’t as though Alfred had anything monstrous swinging between his legs.

He just continued to slide across Alfred’s cock, rocking carefully as they kissed. He tried to be as passionate as he could, grabbing for more of Alfred and his gorgeous body. His hands slipped down from his shoulders, gripping at his biceps instead. His tongue lapped once over Alfred’s lips, his eyes closed in concentration as he took one hand away to align Alfred with his entrance. He gave his cock a gentle squeeze before he lowered his hips, pressing down against him until the head slid snugly inside of him. He waited for a few moments, trying to accommodate his girth.

Soon enough, Arthur had gone all the way down, impaling himself on Alfred with a shout (resulting in him breaking the kiss). He was still again, breathing heavily as his forehead pressed against his lover’s. He swallowed thickly, brow furrowed a little as he forced his muscles to relax and give in.

He sighed softly, then and re-opened his emerald eyes to look into Alfred’s sky blue. His lips were slightly parted, face flushed from the heat.

“Ahhh…” he groaned, low in his throat. “Christ,” he blasphemed, sounding more pleasured than he had done a few seconds before. He’d forgotten what it felt like to be filled. Arthur rolled his hips forwards with Alfred still inside him up to the hilt, experimenting.

by **Assistant Jones** Sun Jan 08, 2012 8:21 am

Fortunately enough, Arthur didn't seem all that worried about his size so that helped ease his worries a bit. After all, he didn't know how much an ass could take but that was something he would rather not think about at the moment.

He was more than happy to return the kiss just as passionately back to his English lover, drawing him even closer as he wrapped his arms around his body and deepened the kiss. Fuck...he wanted to be in Arthur so badly. He wanted it so much and the sliding was actually driving him absolutely insane. He was beginning not to know what to do with himself. Gasping as his cock was given a gentle squeeze, he soon opened his mouth for Arthur as he felt his tongue lap across his lips. Soon enough, his head was inside Arthur and oh God...this is what he wanted for a rather long time now and he was finally getting it. He could finally feel his boyfriend beginning to go around him and he soon lowered down all the way and fuck...it felt so nice.

Feeling Arthur break the kiss, Alfred panted heavily to get oxygen running through his system again and he soon pressed his forehead back against Arthur's own. Reaching down, he lightly rubbed at Arthur's hips, comforting and caring as he tried to help him relax.

"Are you alright there?" He asked, voice rasped as he tried to hold himself still for the older man. Feeling Arthur roll his hips forward a bit, Alfred gasped softly as he trailed his hand up the length of the man's back. "Fuck..." He gasped, obviously pleasured with the throbbing heat clenching all around him.

by Mr. Kirkland Sun Jan 08, 2012 8:32 am

Arthur nodded, breathlessly at the question, not bothering to elaborate. Alfred knew that it was bloody painful at first, anyway. His skin burned where he was touched and it sent waves of pleasure through. He loved the way that he felt desired, completely giving himself to his boyfriend. He moaned, long and drawn out as he began to rock himself up and down over Alfred, building up a rhythm relatively quickly.

But it wasn’t rough enough, wasn’t hard enough. They weren’t as desperate as earlier and fuck how he wanted that back. He wanted them to be moving fast and hard – hard enough so that the headboard would smash into the wall, so that the bed would groan beneath them, until his throat was raw from moaning. That was sexy, hot. The thought spurred Arthur on as he began to pick up his pace, effortlessly bouncing up and down (the springs in the bed were helpful).

Quiet “ah’s” and “yes’” escaped Arthur’s lips as he breathed heavily, clinging to his lover as he moved.

by **Assistant Jones** Sun Jan 08, 2012 8:42 am

Alfred was still wary and he knew that he wouldn't really take full control over the situation until he was certain that Arthur gave him permission because dammit, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt the man. He was just caring and that was it. If he could, he would have pounded into Arthur as hard as he could from the start but he wanted the older man to have his own pace. This was their first time doing this with each other in this way and so he had to know Arthur's limitations and pace.

Though fuck him if he denied that Arthur felt absolutely fucking wonderful all around him. "Oh God...!" He gasped as he ended up unintentionally digging his fingers a bit into Arthur's back, wanting more and more. He wanted that rough sex, their intense passion and their sloppy make outs all over again but he could wait for just a bit.

As Arthur started to pick up his pace, Alfred couldn't help but watch the man with a bit of admiration as he watched just how effortlessly he did this. How he could just take in all of him and be pretty much filled completely before pulling himself off and then back on and fuck! Alfred began to buck his hips up into each thrust, wanting more and more and dammit, it wasn't enough just yet. He needed more and more! Yet he was spurred on by the other's quiet "ah's" and "yes", holding Arthur as close to him as he could.

by Mr. Kirkland Sun Jan 08, 2012 8:56 am

Arthur didn’t mind about the fingers digging into his back, if anything it only turned him on more. All he could hear was his heartbeat thumping in his ears and the noises that Alfred was making beneath him. He thought it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever heard.

Part of the reason that Arthur was so quick to build up speed was that he actually enjoyed the pain along side with the pleasure. He liked the sort of thing that would make his knees go weak and turn to jelly. He enjoyed the feeling of having had a good shag for days afterwards, even if it meant being sore (and of course, an additional reason was that Arthur was impatient). He’d barely noticed the sounds that he was making and just how loud he was being – he was never usually loud but after such a long time… it was difficult to restrain himself.

As Alfred started to thrust upwards to meet him, he forcefully pushed back down. “My lovely… ah! Ah!” he whined to the ceiling before flopping his head forwards, licking at Alfred’s jugular quickly before he recovered his previous pace. He leaned back in his hold, hands bracing themselves on Alfred’s knees so that he was in a better position to try to strike his prostate. “Harder,” he commanded.

by **Assistant Jones** Sun Jan 08, 2012 9:04 am

If anything, a commanding Arthur was definitely an turn on for Alfred and he didn't think that he could get any more turned on than this. He wanted this so badly, he wanted all of Arthur and fuck, fuck, fuck! It was becoming increasingly harder to actually focus on what was happening around him and all he could do was give into the pleasure and just watch Arthur as he bounced on his lap.

It was then that he realised that Arthur was maybe a bit of a masochist because he knew that at this pace, it would have definitely started hurting though Arthur kept on going and going and he even seemed to be enjoying it. Well, if that was what Arthur wanted, then he would make certain that he could feel his sore ass for days afterwards, even when he went to work. A small smirk pulled at his lips at the very thought of it. To have Arthur with a sore ass at work and knowing that he was the one that did that to him? Fuck...

Alfred was being loud also, encouraging Arthur with loud moans and encouragements and how good he felt all around him and how he wanted to fuck him deep. Yet soon he felt Arthur push forcefully back down on himself and then his jugular was being licked, which made him dig his nails even deeper along Arthur's back. Hearing the command though, Alfred didn't hesitate on moving his hands from Arthur's back so he could grasp his hips, not all that shy now to use his strength to easily pull his boyfriend up and down in his lap, snapping his hips up with firm and desperate thrusts.

by Mr. Kirkland Sun Jan 08, 2012 9:17 am

Sweat collected on the Brit’s skin, his vision also becoming somewhat hazy from pain or pleasure, either one of those. He couldn’t tell which from which at that moment, and nor did he care to. He didn’t spare a second thought about what this would do to his body and how he would hurt and possibly even bleed (although he trusted Alfred not to go that far).

Arthur just listened to Alfred’s words of encouragement and thrived from them. It only made him feel more; any sensation that he could. He could hear the slapping of skin on skin and it made him physically shiver, tightening around his boyfriend. He loved the strength in Alfred’s arms, shoving him up and down so forcefully. Who would have thought that such a virginal bottom could be such an aggressive top?

“Alfred!” he shouted out, unintentionally. He would have blushed if he could have been bothered to. He panted, voice faltering for a few moments before he cried out, having finally hit his prostrate. “There, there, there,” he whispered, so quiet in comparison to his other exclamations.

The weight of his own cock being jerked about was beginning to become just a bit too painful. Still using one hand to brace himself, he brought the other around and began to pump himself back to full hardness, blindly trying to match Alfred’s thrusts with little success.

by **Assistant Jones** Sun Jan 08, 2012 9:35 am

Alfred really couldn't think about what was around him anymore and he doesn't think he could have done that from the very start. Not when Arthur was clenching all around him and God! He loved it! He loved every moment of it and he loved how Arthur shouted his name and was clearly enjoying every moment of it as well. He wasn't the only one enjoying it and that alone was enough for Alfred. Though he made certain to take care not to make Arthur bleed because that was the very farthest thing he wanted to do to him.

Fortunately enough for Arthur, Alfred definitely had a lot of arm strength so it took barely effort for him to pound into the man, pulling him hard onto his cock as he shoved himself deeper and deeper into his lover. He had experience on the top before but never had he felt anything so tight. It felt amazing and it drove him absolutely wild. To see Arthur being able to let loose like this and for the both of them to be just so savage was enough to give him reason to act aggressive.

If Arthur wanted aggressive, then he would give him aggressive and the shouts were only encouraging him. He struggled to hear Arthur's words after he hit his prostate because it was certainly very soft in comparison. He soon began to aim his thrusts hard against Arthur's prostate, more than eager to satisfy his lover. "F-Fuck! Arthur! Fuck you feel so good!" He growled before leaning a bit closer to the man, nipping at Arthur's neck. "Come on, scream for me." He urged, snapping his hips up harder.

by Mr. Kirkland Sun Jan 08, 2012 9:56 am

Arthur did as was asked, yelling loudly as his prostate was hit repeatedly. He frantically pumped at his own erection, clenching himself tightly around Alfred as he got closer and closer to his climax. His head fell back, exposing his neck further to him. He removed his hand from his knee before wrapping it tightly around Alfred’s shoulders, fingernails digging into his skin, sure to leave prominent marks there. He wanted to mark Alfred somewhat, even if he couldn’t really cling to him long enough to him to do anything.

He whimpered, eyes closing tightly as he continued to be pulled on to Alfred’s cock harshly. He groaned, low in his throat until his voice was raspy and sore. His body was rattled with every thrust, shaking right through him.

“Oh… oh my… fuck… fuck! Ah!” he could feel his cock beginning to pulse. He was getting closer, closer, closer. “Ah – Alfred, I’m… gah,” he clamped his eyes shut, incoherent for a few moments before he found it in himself to speak again. “I’m cumming…!”

And he did, with another cry. He felt his body shudder uncontrollably, waves of pleasure shooting through him; his seed splattered across both his chest and Alfred’s stomach.

by **Assistant Jones** Sun Jan 08, 2012 10:32 am

Alfred wanted to pump Arthur's erection for him instead but when he was grasping his hips in such a way, he really couldn't bring himself to do it. So instead he continued on pulling him down on his cock, feeling himself beginning to near closer and closer to his climax. Oh how much he wanted it though at the same time, he never wanted this to end. He wanted to continue on feeling this tight heat all around him and this wonderful, wonderful friction but he knew that it couldn't continue for all that much longer. Not when he was approaching his climax so quickly.

Feeling his cock being pulled on harshly, Alfred let out a loud and satisfied moan, continuing to nip and bite at his nick, sucking and licking and everything he could. It took him a lot of effort to hold back on making marks on his lover and instead settled with just kissing and licking instead.

"So close, Arthur!" He moaned loudly, snapping his hips a bit more. "So close...! Arthur!" He moaned even louder, not even really caring anymore if anyone else heard them. Damn the consequences, he would deal with it later. Feeling Arthur clamp around him as his seed splattered across both of their bodies, it only took Alfred a few more thrusts in that much tighter heat before he finally released with a loud shout, his whole back wracking under the pleasure overwhelming his whole body.

by Mr. Kirkland Sun Jan 08, 2012 10:58 am

Arthur could scarcely breathe. He tried to keep his hips moving atop of Alfred, milking him as they both rode out their orgasms. His entire body felt it had sparks shooting through it. He was overwhelmed by pleasure but of course, it had to end eventually. Once the pleasure was gone, he was left with the nagging pain making his body ache. He wouldn’t complain, it was his own fault but… God, that had been good.

“Ah…” he sighed before it dissolved into a short, quiet laugh. “Goodness,” he collapsed forwards, against Alfred. He buried his face in his shoulder, kissing the skin there tiredly. Both of his arms wrapped around his neck, to prevent himself from falling backwards (which he was sure that he would do if he wasn’t careful). He felt so tired, utterly exhausted.

“Fuck…” he whispered.

by **Assistant Jones** Sun Jan 08, 2012 11:11 am

Alfred was more than glad just to bask in the pleasure that warmed all of his body and he would be lying if he said that wasn't some of the best sex he ever had. It was absolutely everything he wanted in it and dammit...just Arthur was so amazing during it. It was just so good. He would never deny that at the very least.

He was tired though. Extremely tired. He could already feel the sleep pull at his eyes though he remained sitting up, lightly rubbing his back. Soon he shifted and tried to pull Arthur off of himself so he could tie up the condom and throw it out but afterwards, he didn't hesitate in pulling him down on the bed with him so they could both lie down together, still sweating and panting and still enjoying the post sex.

"H-Hah..." It took him a bit to gain a bit more of his breath. "How was it?" He asked softly, curious and a bit hopeful.

by Mr. Kirkland Sun Jan 08, 2012 11:36 am

Arthur grunted as he was moved and pulled off of Alfred. He felt slightly numb at the moment in his buttocks, but he knew that come morning, he’d be in pain. He just lay mutely on the bed, trying to catch his breath. That had definitely been in Arthur’s top three sexual encounters. He didn’t want to move now. He didn’t feel as though he physically could. He never wanted to move again. Sweat and bodily fluids clung to him but he couldn’t bring himself to get up and do something about it. He’d just lie there and take it.

He felt the bed move as Alfred lay next to him. He just looked across at the American and tried to glare at him but he just couldn’t. He leaned across and pecked him on the lips before collapsing backwards again with no intent of moving for the rest of the night.

“Phenomenal…”

by **Assistant Jones** Sun Jan 08, 2012 11:48 am

Alfred had a feeling that Arthur would be in pain the next day but he decided that he could just try everything he could to help make it feel better. It was partly his fault but not all of his fault, especially since the other told him to go in harder and the like. Kissing Arthur for a few moments, he soon pulled away from the kiss so he could lightly run his hand through his lover's hair, pulling the sheets over the both of them. He grinned a bit at the word and he soon closed his eyes, drawing Arthur closer to him.

Admittedly, he was extremely relieved that Arthur thought that way. He had bene worried that he was the one who was primarily enjoying it but by how the other seemed right now, his worries were just silly.

"Mm...same." He whispered softly, enjoying the warmth of the other. He really couldn't think of anything better to say, not with this haze lingering in his mind.

by Mr. Kirkland Sun Jan 08, 2012 12:04 pm

Arthur was still breathing deeply, being the one that had done most of the moving after all. His eyes fluttered closed as he lay quietly beside Alfred. He was incredibly warm from Alfred’s close proximity as the sweat and semen that clung to his skin somehow managed to make him shiver. He shuffled closer to Alfred beneath the covers, grateful for the aid as Alfred drew him closer. He simply closed his eyes, placing his head upon Alfred’s chest so that he could listen to the steady beat of his heart, smell his musk, taste sweat and sex on his skin.

Ba-dum… ba-dum… ba-dum.

Alfred Jones. His beautiful, American assistant who was ever-so-slowly stealing his heart (without even knowing it). He soon found sleep, completely relaxed and peaceful. He never wanted to leave the bed or Alfred’s side again…

Arthur was soon snoring softly into Alfred’s chest.

by **Assistant Jones** Mon Jan 09, 2012 3:25 am

Alfred didn't do nearly as much work as Arthur but he was still rather tired from all the energy that he had spent moving a man's body up and down on him. Yet he wasn't nearly as tired as Arthur and that was possibly one reason why he could actually find it in himself to actually move around so he could keep close to the other. There was quite a bit of heat between the both of them and they were both dirty from all of the sex but he really couldn't bring himself to care about it at the moment. He could quickly clean it up when they wake up and it really didn't matter even if they were in a rush tomorrow morning. After all, it wasn't as if anyone else was going to come into the flat so they could always clean the sheets whenever they want.

Though he had a feeling that Arthur wouldn't simply let it go in the morning unless they were running late for work. For right now though, he enjoyed the shared scent between them, the musk and scent of sex on both of their skins. It helped begin to lull Alfred into a content sleep, just glad that he had Arthur Kirkland, his wonderful and English boss, in his arms. He wouldn't mind falling asleep like this more, yet with each passing moment, he couldn't help but think that he possibly wouldn't want this with anyone else.

It didn't take much for him to fall asleep as well, holding Arthur close to him.

by Mr. Kirkland Mon Jan 09, 2012 3:43 am

The next morning came too quickly.

Arthur’s entire body hurt. It ached to move his legs and his back was in pain, as well (as did his backside, predictably). He groaned, but not in pleasure. He slumped against the bed, rolling off of Alfred’s chest. It was his own fault, he reasoned. He shouldn’t have demanded for it to be so rough if he didn’t think that he could take it. Well, at the time he could but now, by God, he felt as though he’d been kicked up the arse by a train.

He shot a glance at the time and sighed heavily. He nudged Alfred, hard and stood up, reluctantly letting the covers fall away. He hobbled to his bag of clothes, far too aware that he was stark naked before plucking through it, looking for something clean to wear.

“Time to get up, Alfred,” he stated as he stood, pulling on his underwear snugly before he remembered with a grimace that his front was still soiled. He grabbed the closest available clothing, which happened to be the shirt Alfred had worn the previous day and slipped it on (to keep himself warm). He scowled at the mess on the floor before heading to the kitchen to brew Alfred some coffee. When he returned to the bedroom, he walked over to Alfred and gave him a smack on the leg.

“I said get up!” He stripped himself of the shirt and dropped it into the laundry basket. He gathered his undergarments for the day and left the room to head for the bathroom, taking twice as long as he usually would to get there. He was looking forward to being clean.

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