I don't own Hetalia or the characters used. just a steamy story I wanted to write.

"Why do I have to stay after? So late at night too, these seem like extremes for just a test." Alfred said more to himself than anyone else. He tried to keep focus on the paper on his small desk and not on the teacher.

"It's not just a test, Mr. Jones, this test determines if you pass or fail the school year." said a sexy voice with palms resting on the huge smooth desk while sitting cross legged on the big hunk of mahogany.

Alfred couldn't help but thinking his teacher was sexy, which didn't bother him he'd had a lot of sexy teachers, but this one was different.

This teacher was a man. You may not have been able to tell with the way he is dressed right now. Business jacket with only the last three buttons buttoned to give way a look at a purple strip of cloth, resembling a strapless bra. With shorts going only 4 inches under his crotch, but only a small portion of skin was shone for 5 inches under that were lingerie panty hose that connected to the shorts by one strap. Completing the outfit were tall stilettos that were shiny black until you got to the heel which was red.

Alfred stole a quick glance at all of it, but Arthur caught it, so Alfred quickly looked back at the stupid test.

"Uh, so what's with the get-up? You don't wear that in class, Mr. Kirkland." Alfred said trying to hide his obviously beat red face under his blonde locks.

"Students shouldn't critique the fashion sense of the educator." Arthur said hopping off the desk and grabbed a ruler.

With the ruler he lifted his pupil's chin "Just between us, after school hours, it's Arthur" the Brit smiled.

Alfred gulped "Uh, I don't know, what about the other students. That's favoritism y'know"

"Screw the other students"

"Now that's definitely not something a teacher should say!"

Arthur pouted and went to the black board to erase the previous lesson that had been written, Alfred returned to the dumbass test.

Looking back down at the test he realized he hadn't even answered the first question.

"Uh, I haven't even learned this yet, how am I supposed to take a test over it?" Alfred said with his hand slightly up.

"Hm, it seems I don't even know the answer to these questions" Arthur said. Some teacher.

Arthur crumpled up the paper and threw it to the back of the room.

"Hey-"

"But we do need some way you can prove you're good enough to pass." Arthur said sitting back on the huge desk.

Alfred stood, walked over to the desk, and leaned over the smaller man.

"How much extra credit do I need?" he said, uncrossing Arthur's legs and situating himself between them.

"A shit-ton" Arthur said hooking his arms around Alfred's neck, and receiving a tongue wrestling match between the two.

Moans and muffled sighs were exchanged, and heavy breathing due to the lack of oxygen.

Alfred moved Arthur's leg from his side to around his lower back, and the right leg took the hint and wrapped around to meet the left. Obvious erections being squeezed together.

"Move the stuff" Arthur said barely centimeters away from the American's face. Alfred with one big swoop of his arm forcefully removed all the nick nacks and papers from the desk, not caring where they landed on the floor. They both went back to their previous making out and lowered until Arthur's back was the desk.

"Remember, this is a performance grade." Arthur said.

"Oh, got it." Alfred responded.

He moved down to Arthur's neck and started kissing, licking, and nibbling on all the right spots. All the while rubbing their both fully clothed crotches together in a slow rhythmic motion. He gently moved his hand from Arthur's left thigh to the jacket, unbuttoning those three little buttons.

"Mh… huh… ahh" was all Arthur could mutter.

Alfred got the jacket off and removed his own hoodie, with the two silver dog tags dangling over his pecks. Arthur took it all in, he rubbed Alfred's pecks and trailing down to his abs.

"Beautiful" Arthur said and Alfred chuckled.

"Well, being quarterback helps out a lot."

Arthur giggled. "What will you team-mates say when they find out your slamming your teacher?"

"Screw 'em"

"Good answer." Arthur arched up for better access to the clasp behind him holding the bra together. When Alfred got it off he flung it across the room.

He licked Arthur's collarbone down to his nipple.

"Ah, Alfred!" Arthur said.

But those were just words of encouragement to Alfred. He swirled his tongue around the pink circles and occasionally nipped at them too.

"Don't pretend I don't feel that down there" Alfred said referring to Arthur's almost exploding erection, rubbing against his own.

"Well then, what are you going to do about it, git?"

"God, you're so deliciously British." Alfred grinned.

Alfred unzipped both of their pants, spit into his hand and rubbed the make-shift lube on his cock.

Arthur unhooked his legs around Alfred's waist to get rid of both of their pants.

"Now, before I fail you" Alfred obeyed and slowly pushed inside the smaller man.

"Ah ah!" Arthur said in the sexiest voice ever.

Alfred pushed Arthur up and down on the smooth, hard desk. The stilettos were being banged on the desk as well. But despite how much he wanted to, Arthur couldn't bang his head like he would if there were pillows, so each time he had been thrusted into and he couldn't help but hit his head on the wood, very hard.

"If you keep that up, the janitors will hear you, ugh"

"Shit, you're right, ah, uh" Arthur said still being slammed into.

"We don't need a…ugh… school scandal …ugh… now do we? It'd be all over the…ugh… news."

But the sex didn't stop. If anything they went at it harder, the fear and thrill of actually getting caught heightened all of the emotions.

It was so exhilarating in fact, it made the blondes hit climax with one final great thrust provided by the larger.

Alfred fell over on top of Arthur. They both huffed and gasped for the air that had left their lungs.

"A+ Mr. Jones, A+. No, there isn't even a grade high enough for that performance."

Alfred chuckled a little.

"Is it over now?"

"Yes, the game's over"

"Great, I fuckin' love you, Artie"

"I love you, too Al. So very much."

Alfred smiled and gave his English lover a kiss, not as steamy as the first one, but still meaningful.

"The real teacher's gonna be pissed when she finds out we borrowed her room just to have sex."

"Not if she doesn't know, love"