Hello you sick bastards, yes I am here again with another smut..... Your welcome. I decided to do a different ship because the last Skylox Smut I made, didn't meet your standards.....
So yes I am here again with another smut.... Uh. Would you guys like it better if they were longer? I mean just leave comments and tell me what you want so I don't have to guess...
Now without a further ado, the Usuk smut.
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I had woken up to the sound of my roommate, falling off his bed. "OW FUCK!" He screamed. I'm pretty sure all of Britain could hear him.... "You British Brain, You Aieet?" He looked at me with a 'do you really think I'm ok wanker' face. "Soooooo, that's a no?"
He walked over and flicked me, but instead of taking offense, I just laughed it off. He ended up laughing too and we just sat on my bed. He really is the cutest thing. And when his hair's all ruffled and messy, it makes him even cuter.
I know I like him. I'm not afraid of my feelings. I'm just really good at hiding them, without it killing me.
After about six minutes, he finally spoke. "Hey.... Ameri- Alfred. I have something I've been meaning to ask you?"
"Go ahead, ask!"
"Well... um..." He was nervous, and I could tell.
Tears formed in his eyes... but why?
"Artie? Tell me what's wrong...." I reached my hand out to him, and grabbed his wrist. He Inhaled fast, like someone his just slapped him where a sunburn was. I look down at his wrist.
"Oh Artie, don't tell me you've been....." He burst into tears. Tears were forming in my eyes too.
"Artie-" "NO!" He cut me off. he was sobbing loudly. "don't look at me..... I'm hideous." He slightly whispered that last part.
I grabbed his chin so he forced to look at me. "Arthur Kirkland. You are perfect. You are needed. You are loved. And you have a tender heart. Don't you EVER destroy that....."
"SAID WHO? WHO AM I NEEDED BY? WHO LOVES ME? WHO NEEDS ME?" He yelled. I quickly replied "I DO!" Tears slid down my cheeks. "I do...." I said a lot quieter.
I looked up at him with red, puffy eyes, and yanked his sleeve up.
"NO YOU BLOODY GIT STOP IT!!!" He screamed, but I didn't let that get in my way. "NO PLEASE!! PLEASE ALFRED STOP IT!!!
Cuts. Bruises. Marks and Scars up and down his arms. I stared and stared.
"Artie.... are these." I heisted. "..New?" He refused to look at me. He wouldn't talk.... he didn't move. The only motion noticeable was the tears sliding down his cheeks.
"Answer me Artie." I said stern. He nodded 'yes' as a response. "Oh Arthur..." I cried even harder.
"Take off your shirt." I demanded. He looked at me with wide eyes. "N-no!"
"If you don't take it off I'll force it off...." He began to take it off leaving him shirtless. I covered my gaping mouth with my hand.
Not only was he Incredibly skinny, but he had deep gashes all over his body. I pushed him back slowly onto my bed.
"What are you doing git?"
I reached down and kissed every cut I could see. Up his arms, across his waist, and up his torso, until I got to his lips. I hesitated at first, but kissed him passionately.
