FrUK: From The Start

Part Eleven

I wasn't gonna post today but I'm online so here goes.

Their entire night was spent in a pattern of sleeping, waking up, and then making love. Arthur thrusted into Francis until the Frenchman became too sore, and then they swapped out, Arthur taking the submissive side.
When they both grew tired, they settled with touching and groping and kissing. When the housekeeper walked in the next morning, Arthur was under the sheets, his mouth filled with his husband's manhood. The maid jumped back, realizing what she had walked in on but Francis stopped her.
"It's okay. We don't mind. Just ignore us and go about your work."
But she didn't.
The scene made her uncomfortable and she left.
Once Francis finished up Arthur swallowed his cum and rested his head on the Frenchman's chest.
"Why'd you do that?"
"Do what?"
"Invite that woman to watch us."
"It's much more fun when somebody's watching, don't you agree?"
"Not really. It just makes me uncomfortable."
Francis sighed. "Désolé, mon Cher. I will go out of my way to make sure I 'ave you all to myself next time."
"You better. Now we should head home before Gilbert burns our house down...if he hasn't already."
"Oui. Go find your clothes."
The two collected their things and quickly checked out of the hotel, walking home hand in hand.
When they walked in, they found Gilbert sleeping on the floor, Alfred sprawled across his chest and Matthew in his lap.
"He must have tuckered them out." Arthur smiled and picked Alfred up, rocking him gently. Matthew opened his eyes and, as usual when he was confused, started to cry.
"Oh, Matthieu." Francis picked his obviously favourite son up and nudged Gilbert awake with his foot.
"Morning alvready?"
"Oui. It is."
"Awesome."
"How were the children?" Arthur inquired.
"Zhey vere awesome. Matthew calls me uncle Gil und Alfred let me play vizh his truck."
"Awww! 'E is finally learning to share!" Francis cooed.
"So how vas jour night out? Kesesese.~"
Arthur sighed and slapped a fresh green twenty and a purple ten down on the coffee table. "Here's your payment. I'll throw in an extra five if you don't ask about what went on between us." The Brit pulled out a blue plastic bill. John A. McDonald scowled at the albino's sins.
"If rather have sex stories than money."
"Sax sturries!" Alfred babbled.
"LOOK WHAT YOU DID! GO HOME YOU GIT!" Arthur gasped.
Gilbert chuckled and gathered his things, fleeing before Arthur could smack him.
"We 'ad to give Alfred zhe talk eventually."
"He's not even a year old."
Francis laughed to himself as Matthew began to cry again. The blonde bounced lightly to soothe him.
"I 'ope you got your fill of me last night, Arzhur. It doesn't look like we'll get zhe luxury of lovemaking again for quite some time."

My guidance councillor said I had to get a job or something to occupy my time over the summer because I tend to think too much and it's causing anxiety.
Maybe this'll encourage my mom to let me leave the house.