It was late afternoon in the lovely country of France, the sky was bright blue, the birds were chirping, and most importantly, more than one hundred years of tension had been broken. Little kisses ghosted over Arthur Kirkland's damp hair, he hummed in approval, moving his head to the side, allowing Francis Bonnefoy to continue his path downward. "Tu es beau" Francis gruffly whispered, while nibbling at Arthur's neck. Arthur sighed, he ran his hand through Francis' hair, massaging his scalp gently "you, are the beautiful one"
He tugged a bit on the golden locks, signaling for Francis, who in turn, gave one last kiss to Arthur's collar, then lifted his head and placed in on the pillow. Goofy smile in place, Francis rubbed his nose against the twin grinned Brit's, he connected their foreheads, held Arthur's cheek and stared into those emerald eyes he so adored. Arthur wriggled an arm under the one Francis had thrown over him, placing it on the Frenchman's back and moving, if possible, closer.
"I don't do random hook ups" he stated, Francis chuckled a little

"I remember a time when you did, even so...Angleterre, I plan on keeping you"

"good"Arthur fake huffed "because I didn't plan on letting you go" he leaned in a little, their faces so close he could feel the heat coming from Francis' mouth, he could smell the mesmerizing scent of lilies and coffee and France. Arthur pressed his warm lips against Francis', their mouths melded together perfectly, as though crafted intentionally for one another, the static passing through them was overwhelming and the fire burnt bright.
When they finally broke apart, Francis tightened his hold on Arthur, and Arthur nuzzled against Francis' neck, yawning, Francis rubbed the Brit's back slightly, his own azure eyes beginning to droop. Maybe they weren't ready to say those three precious words they'd had on their tongues for a long time, Maybe they were still afraid of hurting each other or rushing into something they both couldn't live with out. But right now, lying in Francis' bed, naked and sweaty from finally coming clean about their feelings, right now, it didn't matter, right now there was no room for maybe.

A/N: I was in Math class when I wrote this, at least I think it was math class XD oh well.

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~Evonel.