The World Is Ours (USUK)[REWRITTEN EDITION]

VIII OF SPADES

The World Is Ours: Chapter 8

ALFRED

After the meeting finished, Arthur got kidnapped by the other Queens while Alfred was left to formally send the Diamond royals home.

After that, Alfred found himself with the other kings in the salon. Alfred's coat hang neatly on a chair, Ludwig's coat neatly folded and placed on a desk. Despite the hot temperature, Ivan refused to take his fur coat off.

The three were currently playing billiards while drinking their favoured alcohol.

"Alfred, you dick." Ivan whined after his 20th bottle.

"So you're finally drunk after all those bottles. And it's Vodka too." Alfred said as he waved his billiard stick.

"Says zhe one who can'z gez enough of Jack Daniels." Ludwig said, being the only one sober enough.

"Yeah, yeah. Mom..." Alfred whined as he hit the balls as if he was hitting a drum. One of the balls bounced and hit Ivan on the head, making the Russian laugh hysterically.

Ivan then walked over to Ludwig and hugged him.

"Don't tell Alfred. .. But.. I was the one who took Arthur's virganityyyyy!" Ivan exclaimed.

"Whaaaa?" Alfred groaned as he threw the empty bottle of Jack and Daniels on the other side of the room. "Nooo waaaay!" Alfred whined and hit Ivan softly.

The door opened and Arthur came in. Or rather, England.

"Alfred-" Alfred tackled England who let out a yelp. "Alfred! If America reeks of heart attack, you reek of Liver cancer!" England exclaimed.

"Hey!" Both America and Alfred countered.

America took England away from Alfred.

"Dude, get some milk." America laughed, as he hit Alfred lightly with a hamburger.
"Don't wanna." Alfred whined and grabbed England away from America before kissing him.

"Hey! That's England! Not Arthur!" America fumed.

Alfred rolled his eyes and ignored America. He continued to kiss England who's kissing back until the other moaned.

"That's it. Give me my Iggy!" America exclaimed as he hugged England possessively.

"Two Americas. Fighting over me.. Wah." England moaned.

America let go of England.

"Drop dead you erotic ambassador!" America said and get out.

"I should head out too.. I'll take Ivan with me." Ludwig said as he dragged a hyperactive Russian outside.

Alfred locked the door and pushed England on the billiard table.

"Are we seriously doing it here?" England asked.

"What does it look like?" Alfred grinned as he threw his neck tie away.

"But wouldn't someone hear us?" England nervously excused as he looked away from Alfred.

"So?" Alfred smiled as he softly turned England's face to meet each other's eyes.

England closed his eyes and leaned in, making Alfred smile even wider and kiss him harshly.

England moaned and wrapped his arms around Alfred as the other started attacking his neck.

Alfred can't believe that he cheated on Arthur many times already. But England drove him insane during sex. Unlike Arthur, England actually enjoys it and beggs for more whilst Arthur begs him to stop.

"Ah-Alfred please! More!" England moaned.

Alfred unzipped his pants and stripped England.

Without warning, he inserted his member inside harshly, making England moan loudly and clutched his back harder.

"More please! More!" England begged.

Alfred did as he was told and thrusted England harder and he was sure that he saw England's eyes roll upwards.

While repeatedly thrusting England, he kissed the other, making soft moans as he do so.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Alfred? Alfred dear? This is Arthur."

Alfred immediately fix himself and so did England. When they look presentable enough, Alfred opened the door.

"What do you want?!" Alfred asked, annoyed.

"I-I was just about to ask if you'd like to spend time with me?" Arthur blushed.

"Okay.. Just wait a sec." Alfred said as he made his way to England. "I have to go. Later tonight?" Alfred whispered.
"Sure love. At my room. I'm sure America would be sulking and talking to Canada tonight." England said.

Alfred went to Arthur and walk by him.
"Is there something going on with you and England? If you don't mind me asking." Arthur said softly.

"Nothing. Just the usual business talk. Anyway, I'm surprised you want to spend time together. You must be planning something."

That made Arthur stop.

"Goodness, not at all!" Arthur exclaimed. "I just want to know if you still love me or not." Arthur blushed and averted his gaze away from Alfred.

That made Alfred quite surprised. Arthur has never acted this way before.

"Of course I still do. What makes you think otherwise?"

"I don't know.. It's like a barrier between the both of us. You mostly spend time with England rather than me and America would go and complain to me about you two. Earlier America told me that you got yourself drunk and made out with England infront of him. I know you Alfred.. You can't be easily drunk. No matter how many whiskey or scotch shots you take, you'd be drunk if you had 3 bottles. And if you are drunk, why aren't you passed out on the floor right now? Or why aren't you stumbling on your words?"
'Damm Artie's good. I married a genius.'

"It's not that I don't love you anymore; I still do you know? But it's complicated." Alfred said.

"Ah.. Okay. You'd rather be with England. You love him more than you love me. It's fine." Arthur sobbed.

"Stop guilt tripping me."

"Am not." Arthur cried.

"Arthur please, you know I love you. If I don't, I wouldn't be so possessive of you." Alfred said before kissing Arthur.

Arthur hesitantly kiss back until he was moaning softly.

"Let's go back to our bedroom shall we?"

"Okay." Arthur nodded as he leaned onto Alfred.