I woke up with the sun shining through my window and a slight shiver up my spine. I could feel something a little heavy wrapped around my waist. I open my eyes quickly and looked down at my body, I was naked. That's when I noticed that the thing that was wrapped around me was an arm but it didn't look like Francis' arm...
My eyes move up the arm slowly until I reach the naked body next to mine, It was more muscular than Francis'. I look up to the face and my eyes go wide, "bloody hell." I whisper to myself.
"Hm?" Soon his eyes were looking in mine, he smiled slightly, "good morning, you sexy Brit." I was slightly terrified and nervous but at the same time I wasn't mad. I was actually just, for the most part, confused. Alfred looked at me slightly confused, "what's wrong?" He asked me, slightly tired.
"Oh... nothing." I look away from him and I feel his body move closer to mine, his arms still wrapped around me. He put his head in the crook of my neck and kissed under my ear. I blushed lightly and crossed my arms.
"What?" He pouts, "did you not have fun last night?" I freeze for a moment and go wide eyed before I moved away from him and turned to look at him.
"What the bloody hell happened last night?" I ask him, nervous to know the answer.
"Oh..." he smirks and pulls my body to his, I could feel his heartbeat on my chest, "how about I show you?"
"No tha-" he stops me with a passionate kiss on my lips. I melt into it and wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him back. I could feel him smile as we continued to kiss each other with passion. I felt his hands creep down to my lower back and I went to pull away from the kiss but before I could he grabbed my ass and pulled me closer. I moaned slightly then blushed, slightly embarrassed.
Alfred pulled away from the kiss but kept our faces close and smiled widely before speaking, "don't be embarrassed I've heard louder from you."
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Betting on Love(USUK)
FanfictionArthur Kirkland, a 23 year old man, lives in a small town and works at his family bar. Next door to his home he has an old friend, who is three years older then him and has known since they were kids, named Francis Bonnefoy working with him in the c...
