All sounds that passed through Arthur's ear was the breathing of his master. Alfred's arm now hung causally over Arthur, making it a bit easier to maneuver around a bit, and judging by his situation, Arthur needed to get out of Alfred's room fast before Ms hueges went after him.Alfred was sleeping softly. Arthur turned his head over to watch Alfred. He looked like a child when asleep, almost like a baby. So innocent and care-free of the troubles of people. Arthur's eyes (By THEMSELVES) trailed down to Alfred's neck and then onto his chest. Alfred's chest rose and fell with each breath. Alfred took his vest off when first climbing into bed with Arthur, and now only his button-downed undershirt was left on over torso. But as always, a few bottoms came undone by the commotion that Arthur caused when trying to escape.
Arthur watched him breathe and suddenly his cheeks turned warm. He quickly turned away covering his mouth.
What are these thought that are going though my head!! I must be mad!! No sooner then 10 minutes ago, I was under the threat of being raped! Now...Arthur inwardly groaned and cursed the feeling his body underwent. He tensed when he heard Alfred groaned but quickly relaxed when he realized that he was still asleep.
Arthur looked around the room. Most girls leave this room with their lives ruined or traumatized. It seemed so unreal that the man sleeping next to Arthur was like that....but looks are deceiving.
Arthur noticed only lavish, first-class objects in Alfred's bedroom. He saw a small study desk near Alfred's window that showed the front lawn of the mansion. The desk was filled with books and a packet of letter strapped together with a string.A mountain of letters. Who're they from? His father?
Arthur decided that it was time to leave and never come back. He bit his lip and looked back to Alfred, who was still asleep. He wriggled his waist to help himself scooch to the edge of the bed. Arthur did his plan quickly and quietly. Alfred seemed undisturbed when his arm landed softly on the mattress. Arthur breathed a sign of deep relief then quickly covered his mouth.
He propped up on the bed and hopped onto the floor beneath him. He darted for the door- then quickly remembered that it was locked. Desperately, he looked around for the keys. He recollected that Alfred locked the door right after Arthur was shoved into the room- Oh god were the keys still on Alfred?!
"Shit!" Arthur hissed. There was no way he was going to go anywhere near that man but it was his only choice. Thankfully his eyes caught something else. The vest Alfred had thrown off previously was lying on the floor-KEYS sticking out of the pocket.
Arthur dove for the keys and swiped them up. There were 4 keys.
Which one was it?Nervously keeping his ear alert for Alfred's change in breathing, his tried all 4 keys.
First key- no
Second key- Ye- No
Third key- Alfred snored.
Third key- Arthur had a heart attack.Arthur looked at the fourth key in his hand. It was undoubtedly the one. He smiled widely and put the key in the hole and was so close to twisting it...but as usual Alfred awoke. He saw Arthur's hand on his keys that were inserted in the door and jumped out of bed and made a run for him.
Arthur heard the thundering footsteps and screamed. He tried to turn the key but his whole hand was having a seizure. Alfred wrapped his arms around Arthur and tore him away from his one only escape.
"NO! Let ME GO!" Arthur wailed. He squirmed and tried to call for help. Alfred growled and planted a hand over Arthur's mouth.
" Shut up ." He hissed. He threw violently Arthur on the bed face- down. Arthur's nose was burning and panic fully set in.
Arthur rolled over to see Alfred undoing his pants." Im going to have sex with you now." Alfred said nonchalantly climbing on top of Arthur and kissing him. Arthur's eyes widened and he tried to push Alfred off. Alfred lips were pressed firmly against Arthur's and he started to rip Arthur's clothes off- preferably the ones over his chest first.
Arthur cried.
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The Maid and Master USUK
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