note: bc july4
You grinned as you snuck up on the blonde American standing in front of you. Your teeth nipped at the skin of his neck as you wrapped your arms around his waist.
Sure, Alfred F. Jones was taller than you. Sure, it looked pretty funny. Sure, the weird moan that came from his mouth sounded adorable.
Definitely, no one knows where that's going.
"_____! Wha-what's that for?" the male asked, turning around in your grip.
"Today's your birthday," was the response. You pushed yourself up on your toes, starting to nibble at his neck.
"A-and?" A blush was dancing on his cheeks.
"And I want you," you said.
The blush darkened. "Wh-what do you mean by that?" The words were slow.
"I want you," you repeated. "To let me take you places today." He gave you a confused look, but all you did was pull him outside of his house. You shoved him into the passengers side of the car.
"Where are we going?" Alfred asked, gently fingering over his neck.
"Amusement park, movies, back here. The movie starts at seven, and dinner'll be something from MD's." It was more-or-less a short answer, summing up the entire day. You turned the vehicle on, driving to the amusement park. Alfred noted that it was the first one that you two met at.
-fuck you if you thought i was gonna do a flash back.-
-like im sorry i just im not in the flashback mood-
-so here's a little snippet from the movie thing-
"What movie are we gonna see?" Alfred asked, taking your hand. You gave him the movie name, and a bright blush lit his face.
"B-but that's pretty much a porno!" His voice was pretty squeaky.
"What about it?" you asked, paying for the tickets.
"We-well, uhm..."
"Shut up, Al. It's your birthday; enjoy it while it lasts, y'know?"
-and yay back home!¡!-
"So, uh, wh-what now?"
"Al. Living room. Go." He hesitated. "Now." The blonde scurried off.
Why was he acting so...sub-ish?
Whatever.
You didn't care.
Alfred jumped when he felt a tongue start painting his neck. When had _____ sat beside him?
And what was she wearing?!
"_____?" the blonde asked, almost breathless. Why were his pants getting tighter?
"Hm?" Alfred moaned softly as the girl shifted herself onto his lap.
"Wha-haa...what are you doing...?" Alfred stared at you. He was started to act like his brother- when the Canadian wasn't aroused.
"What's it look like?" Alfred couldn't answer from the mouth on his.
Needless to say, Alfred is definitely not the dom that people think he is.
