Tensions-(/FrUkUs\)

his dearest (FrUK Lemon)

This is a somewhat detailed lemon...

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Bodies surrounded the two. The strong stench of blood saturated the atmosphere. Nature itself could not wash away the stench, nor the strong winds could carry it off. "Let's head north, towards your hidden castle your highness. Let's get you washed up before you catch death itself, yes?", the knight suggested. Was the war really worth it, worth the loss of his loyal knights and people? He took it all in, the remains of his 'victorious' battle. He led his kingdom into another victory but why did he feel so empty?

He hadn't been feeling himself in over decade, his head began to pound. He needed to drink. The best medicine available.

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"King Arthur, a friend of yours is here. From the looks of it he is of French nobility.", a young maid announced. Not him, not now. My stomach dangerously churned. "Well, let him in". With a quick nod the maid scurried away to retrieve my 'friend'. This can't be good. I forced the bile rising up my throat back down. "I wish to be left alone with the noble', I commanded to my personal servants and knights. I felt his presence at the doorway. "Shut the door behind you, fucking Francis", as soon as I heard the door close I turned to him.

"Your highness, you look unworthy of being the crowned being of these lands. Tattered clothes, hideous hair, pale skin, and on top of that... you are depressing. Even a stray looks best compared to you", Francis grinned as he set down his coat. I nodded. He was completely right. Arthur wasn't what many deemed a good king or even a suitor for the throne. "I love the reminders. So tell me, how's your wealth doing oh and while we're at it, how's that second man of yours. Right, heard he sleeps with just about anyone, what a shame", I recalled. Francis' eyes glossed over. Maybe I went a bit too far.

He sighed and let down his honey blonde hair, framing his perfect face. "My apologies, maybe I shouldn't have come here", he said as his eyes began to water. My stomach churned even more. Way to go Arthur, your only friend is going to cry. "Stay. I have some wine", I blurted out. "Oui, we will have wine", he agreed.

I walked across the room and opened up a bottle. Francis held out two wine glasses as I carefully poured the liquid. Setting the bottle back down, I took a glass and gulped it down. "Classic you', Francis whispered as he took a sip. "Why do you hate me?", I asked. Francis set down his glass and inched closer to me. "I do not hate you, on the contrary, I find your presence comforting", Francis simply answered. His scent overfilled my lungs, he was too close. "Do you hate me?", Francis asked as he tilted his head to the side. His hot breath caressed my bruised cheek. His ocean blue eyes captivated my own, his ever so kissable lips parted slightly. My heart skipped a beat. I understand now.

"I think I fancy you", I whispered. My cheeks flush and my heart pounds against my rib cage. Say something dammit. Don't let me feel like a fool! Francis stays motionless, his eyes never leaving mine. What a bloody idiot you are Arthur. My eyes begin to tear up, please say something. He caresses my cheek, I close my eyes. I feel his lips graze mine, asking for entrance. I do. Our lips collide with one another, but somehow light. Not giving a damn about the now broken glasses of wine on the floor. Our mouths move in unison, he's gentle. We break and take in air. "It's about time". He pushes me down and trails my neck with kisses. His stubble tickles as he works his way up and down my neck. I've wanted this for the longest. No person has been able to make me feel this way before.

He slowly rubs my crotch. I cant help but give in. I pull him in for a rough kiss as he start to fumble with his and my buttons. We stop to quickly get rid of the remaining clothing. Francis laughs and covers our bodies with a blanket. He starts trailing kisses down my body which practically feels on fire already. He hums and takes my length into his hands. Keeping steady movement my breath hitches and I moan in pleasure. His handwork is just as skilled as his kisses. My Francis. Why hadn't we done this before? He shifts position, I'm sitting on his lap and notice how excited he is. I feel his member throb achingly against my entrance.

"Francis."

"Mhm?"

"Let me please you."

"Non, its okay."

"I want to", I objected. I pushed him back, surprising him with the sudden action. I smirked before swirling my tongue on his tip. I felt him buck his hips under my sudden approach. "Merde. Arthur you're driving me insane", Francis cried. I decided to take him entirely. Bobbing my head and sucking his member every now and then, Francis gripped the sheets. I could taste his precum now, I had him on edge. I sped up causing him to grab a fistful of my hair, keeping me down. I gagged and tried to catch up with my breath. Francis' member throbbed more than ever and became grunted as he felt himself coming close to edge.

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His body pleaded for attention as Arthur towered over the noble

" Your husband doesn't know what he's missing out on. You haven't been given any attention, have you?", Arthur whispered into the others ear. Francis squirmed under Arthur as he felt two digits stretch him out. He gasped and held onto Arthur tightly. Arthur kissed the noble on the forehead before slowly entering in. Francis cried out as he felt pain shoot throw his body. "Merde. You stupid Englishmen. Do not think on stopping!", he grunted. Arthur smirked as he thrusted inside his new found lover. He enjoyed watching his beloved look so naughty underneath him. He stopped thrusting and leaned down to suck on the other's neck. Francis moaned and pulled at Arthur's hair. With his free hands he played with his perk nipples.

Before he knew it. Francis had came and so had he. The two laid next to each other. Hand in hand. Smiling like the idiots both lands saw them as. "Marry me rat man", Francis whispered. "I would want that very much smelly man", Arthur replied.

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(Still here? Same.)