USUK/UKUS One Shots

Harder (Lemon- UsUk)

Warnings: Sexual content, language, rough sex

Summary: Arthur wants to have sex a little different than normal. After some tempting, Alfred is happy to comply.

Word count: 2,181

Estimated read time: 12 minutes

Arthur slid down onto the couch beside Alfred, who was munching on M&Ms while watching some show on PBS Kids.

"Hey, love," Arthur greeted, scooting close to him and putting a hand on his knee.

Alfred didn't notice. He kept his eyes trained on the animated characters on the screen.

Pressing his side against Alfred's, Arthur started up at his face. "America?"

The other country still didn't notice. He stuffed another handful of candy in his mouth.

Arthur huffed and swiped a couple of chocolates.

That got Alfred's attention. "Hey!" He protested, watching in indignation when Arthur popped them in his mouth. "Those are mine!"

He shrugged nonchalantly. "Not anymore. What are you watching, anyway? The animation is terrible."

Alfred gasped. "Take that back! Martha Speaks is the bestest show on the face of the planet!"

"Bestest isn't a word."

"Whatever. It's a great show about a dog named Martha that eats alphabet soup but then it goes to her brain so she can talk!"

"That's horrifying and scientifically impossible."

"You're horrifying and scientifically impossible," Alfred grumbled, shoveling more M&Ms into his mouth and chewing angrily.

Arthur rolled his eyes. "Come on, let's spend some time together. We've been so busy lately we haven't had an opportunity to..." he slipped his hand from Alfred's knee to his inner thigh, "bond."

Alfred was oblivious, though. "But the restaurant Burger Boy is going to go out of business unless Martha and her friends do something! I have to know what happens next."

"America, as fascinating as that sounds, I think you'll have a lot more fun spending time with me than you would while watching a kid's show."

"But-" Arthur's hand drifted high up Alfred's thigh and he faltered. "Ohhhhhhh..."

It was hard not to laugh at the realization on Alfred's face. Sometimes it was hard for Arthur to believe he was the leading world power. "Yeah. Now, do you want to turn the TV off?"

He nodded, grabbing the remote and pressing the power button before setting it down on the end table and getting up.

"Where are you going?"

"Uh, the bedroom?" Alfred answered, suddenly wondering if he read the situation wrong.

"Right," Arthur said, jumping up and taking Alfred's hand. He led him up the stairs and into their room, shutting the door behind them.

It smelled great- like aftershave and Alfred. Arthur hopped up onto the bed as Alfred came closer, standing in front of him and connecting their lips with tenderness.

Arthur couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Sex with Alfred was great, of course, but he was always so careful with him. It was always slow, romantic, and a bit sappy. That was fine sometimes, but other times Arthur was simply horny and wanted it rougher.

Alfred carded his fingers through Arthur's hair and looped an arm around his waist, hugging him. It was nice, but not what Arthur wanted. He'd never brought it up before, though, worried he'd hurt Alfred's feelings.