After an hour of that I had a shower and got dressed for work, "don't be sad, I'm sorry I have to go." Alfred wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my neck as I zipped up my trousers.
"I'm not sad, git." I pull away from his grip and start to tuck in my shirt, "thank you for visiting but I think you should go." I look at him in the mirror as I tie my tie. I see his smile fade to a frown and I feel a slight stab in my chest. I finish getting dressed and turn to look at him but when I turn he's right in front of me, smirking. I stand in silence and confusion and I feel his hands go into the back pockets of my trousers, "Al-" he covers my mouth with his hand before I could continue.
"I'm okay with being your sex toy, Artie, but you don't have to be rude when you're embarrassed about it." I could feel his warm breath against my lips as he spoke quietly. I close my eyes and bite my lip slightly, "I'll see you tonight?" I nod and I could feel him grinning, "good." He kisses me briefly then leaves my room. I open my eyes and look at the door in shock of what just happened.
"What the bloody hell am I doing?" I ask myself, "I'm having an affair with a man who should be in jail..."
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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...
