I yawned as the light outside shot through my window. I smiled lightly at the thought of it not raining for once then I opening my eyes and stretched. I looked beside me and smiled, I kiss the naked American in bed with me and I feel him smile as he kissed back. I pulled away, "good morning, love." I say with morning voice. He responded with a yawn and a smile before stretching and opening his eyes, "should I make you some breakfast?" I ask him.
"No I'm good." He smiled and looked at me up and down, making me blush slightly, "you look better naked, you should wear it more often." He winked at me and I roll my eyes at his terrible pickup line, "what? That was a good one." I smirked at me before adding, "plus it's true."
"Okay shut up and kiss me." I lay over top of him and kiss his soft lips before putting the blanket over us. Alfred laughed and rolled us over so he was on top, I blush more but laugh lightly.
"Hey! You laughed!" Alfred smiled widely and I make a straight face, "awe come on Artie, lighten up!" Alfred told me as he began to tickle me, making me laugh, "there you go!" He laughs along with me as he continues to tickle me.
"A-Alfred! S-stop this at-at-" I laugh more and more as he continues, making it harder for me to speak.
"Sorry I can't hear you over the laughing!" He jokes.
Once we stopped we were both panting as Alfred laid over me, us both smiling. We looked at each other's eyes for a moment before kissing each other passionately. I could feel Alfred's grip on me tighten as pull him closer to me. I pull away from the kiss to look into his eyes again, "what is it?" He asks me.
"I just love your eyes." I tell him, making him smile, "they remind me of a time I went on a ship and sailed the sea... I loved it. It was one of the few things that made me happy."
"Do I make you happy, Artie?" He asks with a calm smile.
"Yes, you're the only thing in my life right now that makes me happy." After I say that he smiles widely and kisses me, I kiss back, smiling too.
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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...
