What are you Doing?

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[Arthur's PoV]

Alfred's smirk grows wider and so does my blush that burns my cheeks.

"You know, I can see your blush."

He whispers.

Oh lord, please tell me this isn't a dream!

I bite my lip and look into his beautiful blue eyes. Then  my eyes flicker down to his lips. They look so soft, and kissable. My hunger was getting worse. I look back up to his eyes and see him smirking. Ugh, I'm tired of looking at his sexy as smirk, I just need to kiss him, already.

"You damn bastard..."

I mutter. He gives me a confused look.

"Kiss me damn it!"

I yell. Alfred's smirk returns before he plummets his face down towards mine and connects our lips. I hungrily grab the back of his head with my left hand as the other one clings onto his neck. Alfred swings his leg over me so he's on top of me, not taking our lips apart. I flip him over so now I'm on top. My legs on either side of him. His lips are soft yet his passionate kissing makes it seem rough. Our lips move so in sync and perfectly, like it was meant to be. I unconsciously moan into the kiss, which makes Alfred smirk slightly. His smirk breaks the kiss. But I didn't want to stop.

"Well, I better let you rest."

Alfred says.

"No, why?"

I blurt out, without thinking before I said it. Alfred chuckles at my response.

"Because you're not putting enough energy into the kiss, so you must be tired."

I pout slightly at his reply. He puts his hands on my chest and pushes me up, with him following. I still sit with both my legs on either side of his. He places his hands on my thighs and I wrap my arms around his neck. I look into his eyes, longingly.

"I'll put more effort into it, I promise."

I blurt out really fast. My eyes widen with hope. Alfred chuckles while leaning his head in again. He kisses me for about two seconds then parts.

"Maybe once you're rested well."

He says.

"I'll sleep on the couch."

He finishes. I look down before swinging my leg off him. He crawls off the bed and pecks my forehead before walking out. I rip off my jeans before crawling under the covers. I sleep in my shirt from before and my boxers.

~Timeskip to the morning~

[Arthur's PoV]

I hear noises in the kitchen which wakes me up. I sleepily get out of bed, not putting on any extra clothes. I walk clumsily to the kitchen and see Alfred making fried egg. He places the last one on some toast and puts it in front of me as I sit at one of the chairs.

"Eat up."

He says with a smile. I smile back and start eating. Breakfast goes by normally. Chatting, eating, cracking a few jokes. It was like we were just friends and nothing happened last night. We wash the dishes and once we're done, I decided to speak up.

"Alfred, I'm not going to forget what happened last night."

I say, leaning against the wall by Alfred's room. He smirks more. I sigh and look down.

"And stop with the smirking."

I add. I feel the area around me get warmer and a shadow appear over me. I glance up and see Alfred leaning on the wall with his right forearm pressed against the wall above my head and his face inches away from mine and he's...

Smirking.

"Why?"

He says, rather huskily. I look down while muttering.

"Because it's sexy."

Alfred chuckles.

"I do it because you blush and it's cute as fuck."

I look up, a but surprised by his reply. Then I just couldn't take it any more. I press my hands on his chest and push him against the opposite wall. I think I pushed too hard because I hear him grunt slightly and his face cringes in pain. I would have said sorry but I couldn't hold back anymore. I smash my lips against his and put in all the power I had. The kiss was rough and passionate. Alfred's hands move underneath my shirt and trace a faint line op mu spine. His hands are rather soft. After a while, we both part due to lack of air. We're both panting slightly, trying to catch our breath.

"That was better."

Alfred mutters. I was about to lean in for another kiss but Alfred's door swings open. In comes a man with slightly long light brown hair and green eyes with a cat on his head. I look at him confused but he looks at us even more confused because we're still in the same position as before. The three of us don't move for a bit before the man walks backwards slowly out of the room and eventually shuts the door.

"T-that was my roommate... Kiku."

Alfred explains. I look at him and smile.

"Oh."

Was all I could say.

"Shall we continue where we left off?"

I ask, smirking. I lean in more but Alfred stops me.

"Nah I gotta do last minute homework."

He says, crawling underneath my arm and continuing to enter his room. I follow in after and he's already taken a seat and has pulled out his homework papers. I furrow my eyebrows. I slam the door shut in hope that he'd pay attention to me.

"Alfred~"

I moan. No reply.

"Alfred~"

I sing. Still no reply. I smirk and decide to tease him slightly. I walk up to him with his back facing me. I run my hands over his shoulders and run them down his chest. I move my lips close to his ear.

"Alfred, play with me."

I whisper. I could tell He was tempted but wanted to do his work instead.

What kind of a burger loving bastard was this guy? Rather work than have sex?

I frown at my own thought.

"Alfred, pleeeaaasseee~ I'm bored!"

I moan. Alfred grunts slightly before standing up. I fly back at his sudden action but he grabs the collar of my shirt and pulls my closer to him. If anyone else did this, it would seem as a threat. Normally bullies do it to that one nerdy kid in school that did nothing to harm anyone or get in their way. Yup, that used to be me. But only because I was gay... Goddamn homophobic's! I smirk at Alfred's reaction who just pulls me in for an intense make out session. I snake my arms around his neck as he let's go of my shirt and pulls my closer to him by my waist. Soon he pushes me onto the bed, not breaking the kiss as he climbs on top of me like he did last night.

Oh yes...

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