Arthur smirked mentally as he watched Alice's hesitation. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, her fingers moved the chess piece on the board. She moved her hand away with a little reluctance, knowing that every move she seemed to make would increase the likelihood of losing to Arthur which completely shocked and frustrated her since she played this game life-size before with chess pieces that moved all by themselves and that could talk. What was a day to have a relaxing day of afternoon tea with her best friend, Alice had somehow noticed the chess board, and had the strangest notion of playing with him. He obliged, of course, but warned that he wasn't going easy on her. She followed him to the sitting room, which consisted of two rather large, comfortable-looking chairs on either side of a coffee table, while in the centre sat a large decorative wooden chess set. Besides the numerous books, stacked neatly along the bookshelves, this chess set was what caught her attention. Alice had admired the two colors and the checkerboard pattern which was made of mahogany, a lighter and darker tone. She were greatly impressed at how each individual piece was carved with great detail.
"Checkmate." Arthur said for the fifth time, grinning at Alice.
"What?!" Alice looked over the pieces and groaned as soon as she potted the vulnerability of her king. She held her head in her hands, looking at Arthur with a pout. "And I thought I would beat you this time..." Arthur shrugged, setting his pieces back to their original places. "Practice makes perfect, love." he said.
"Yeah, easy for you to say. You've been playing willingly since you were only eight. I was forced to play the life-size version with the mental Red Queen." Alice sighed, placing each piece with care. "But I'm going to beat you this time. I'm sure of it!" she said smirking, waiting for Arthur to make the first move.
"That's what you said the last time, Alice." he murmured. Not wanting to lose another game, she took her time, anticipating and calculating his move and her own. If I move my bishop there, I'm going to die...and if I move my rook, I'll lose again!
Alice's eyes widen as she saw a move that could quite possibly give her a chance in winning. Sure, she had taken some of his pieces, but there was the Queen that was the hardest to get, especially for her since Arthur foreseen your every move. Which still makes no sense…its like he can read her thoughts
Alice grinned as she took Arthur's Queen, replacing it with her Bishop. Arthur frowned, displeased at his mistake. Alice looked up triumphantly, knowing that Arthur believed that the Queen was the most valuable piece, the King was second priority when it came to protecting.
"Looks like I'll be able to win this round, Arthur!" Alice remarked, twiddling with the chess piece between her forefinger and thumb. Arthur glanced up at her, but shrugged all the same, looking back down at his own side. Alice sighed softly, allowing herself to sneak quick glances at him whenever it was his turn.
His blonde hair was tousled as usual, as his emerald green eyes complemented it, along with his pale skin. His slender fingers tapped the table, besides the chessboard as his right hand held his chin, as he pondered over the game. Arthur looked up and caught Alice staring, and frowned when she immediately looked away. "Are you alright, love?" he asked, concern in his tone. "Do you have a fever?" looked surprised, flustered that she was caught staring at him. "N-no, no! What makes you say that?!" Arthur rose his eyebrow. "Your face is red, Alice." Alice face-palmed, "No, I'm fine." She said moving a random piece without thinking. Arthur, not wanting to pry, focused on the game. Moving a mere pawn, he casually said, "Queen, please." She looked at him, confused. "Huh?" Arthur sighed. "I moved my pawn to the end of your side. That allows me to request for any piece you took previously." Alice pursed her lips, knowing that chess was more complicated than she originally thought. Apparently playing the life-size version doesn't prepare you for the regular version.
"O-okay." Alice pouted. Arthur smirked suddenly. "Wait. I have another idea, Alice." She paused, her hand already replacing the pawn with his Queen. "What is it?" She asked as he smirked again, leaning towards her.
"My request for a Queen is the same, but I want a kiss from her..."
A couple seconds later, a hand was placed at the nape of her neck, causing her head to move forward. A set of cosy lips that belonged to Arthur were placed on Alice's, his scent of Earl grey tea reached her nostrils. Her eyes shot open, looking at him in shock. Her best friend was kissing her. He gazed lovingly into her pretty emerald green eyes, closing his own calmly while deepening the kiss. Alice too closed her eyes, realizing what was going on, as her hands relaxed their grip on the table. His right hand ran through your raven black hair, ruffling it slightly. He pulled away, setting himself back down into his chair, leaving her shocked as she gasped for breath.
"Checkmate, Alice." He said as if nothing happened. She blinked, standing up before glaring at him. "Did you just kiss me so you could win, Arthur?" she yelled, blushing a deep red, running her hands through her hair. Arthur looked up at her, regarding her. "What do you take me for, Alice?" he said, leaning on the table and smirking. "A pervert?"
Alice remained silent, believing that Arthur was playing with her feelings to win a simple game. Arthur sighed, scoffing. Picking up the Queen, he moved it through his slender fingers. "The Queen is the most valuable piece in the game of chess. Therefore she means a lot to the game and to the King. Because of that, I feel that she should be the first priority to protect."
Standing up, he walked up to her slowly. Her eyes widened, her face turning redder and redder as he stepped closer to her. She walked away from him, as he stepped closer and closer. She looked over her shoulder when she bumped into a desk where Arthur places his mail. Her hands gripped the edge, knuckles turning white, as she leaned backwards. Arthur was leaning towards her face, his hand still holding the Queen.
"You're my Queen, Alice, my top priority to protect." Her cheeks blushed a new darker shade of red, putting Lovino's tomatoes or The Queen of Heart's roses to shame. "A-Arthur?!" Arthur smirked, throwing the chess piece over his shoulder, placing his hands over her hands. Pinning her in place, She looked at his hands holding hers. "My only question for you, Alice…will you let me be your King?"
"I-I-I-!" Alice actually stuttered, noticing how his emerald eyes had a mischievous look in them. "I take that for a yes," he murmured, closing the distance and kissing her again.
Alice closed her eyes instinctively, feeling his lips pressed against hers. His lips, soft yet firm, tasted like Earl Grey tea with a hint of honey and milk. Her hands tightened, holding on to the table behind her as if her life depended on it. Arthur tilted his head slightly, allowing her a chance to breathe. While his lips were still upon hers, his hands still held her hands, holding them firmly but gently. It was as if he feared that she would disappear on the spot. He ended the kiss first, slightly moving her lips upward as he had done so. Leaving her breathless, while blushing a deep red, she closed your eyes as Arthur moved to your neck, his hot breath tickling her skin. Alice opened her eyes slightly, hearing her phone vibrate in her leather jacket pocket. "A-Arthur..!" she murmured, as she reached for her pocket. Alice pushed weakly against his chest, wanting to answer the phone. Alice breathing hard, her heart beating fast against her chest. Arthur started to give butterfly kisses up and down her neck and her cheeks. "Answer it, love." he said, not stopping at all. Alice, confused and slightly aroused by Arthur, obliged as her placed the phone against her ear.
"H-Hello?" You tried to keep yourself from moaning, trying to sound casual as possible. "Natal-ya!" Alice said in surprise, as Arthur continued with his teasing. Arthur glanced at her face, seeing how cute she looked as she tried to keep her voice sound normal. "Alice" Natalya asked curious on the other line. "Are you alright? You sound out of breath!" Alice bit her lower lip, trying to contain the moans. "Ah~!" she yelped, feeling how Arthur bit her skin. Arthur released his grip on her hands, placing them on her hips. Walking away from the table, Alice and Arthur were now standing in the middle of the hallway. "Alice?" Natalya questioned, getting annoyed as she wondered what was going on. Alice shook her head, trying to gain a hold of herself. "I-I'm alright! I-I just bumped my knee against the table!" "Alice…" Natayla started to talk to her, Alice paused once or twice as she tried to contain her moans.
"Anyvays, I strangled Mathias again…he couldn't leave my poor Alfie alone" Alice gritted her teeth, trying to listen to her friend, while Arthur was started to get annoyed. Alice jumped in surprise as she felt herself pressed harshly against the wall. "A-Arthur!" she harshly whispered to him, feeling his hand lifting the hem of her gothic lolitta dress. Alice's skin seemed to shiver with excitement as his hand made contact with her skin.
"Oh! Is Arthur there vith you, Alice?" Natalya inquired sound a little annoyed since the two don't get along very well. Alice remained quiet, as Arthur moved her head so that he had more skin to 'mark his territory.' Alice's jacket was removed. Arthur took the opportunity to bite her collarbone. "Alice…" he murmured against her skin. She felt him taking her phone. His grip on her hips lightened, allowing her to stumble towards the living room. She held your head in your hands, trying to get a hold of herself.
Alice breathed in and out heavily, trying to regain her normal heart rate. She looked in the hallway, seeing Arthur's back facing her. She blushed as she remembered how his lips felt against hers. Her fingertips touched her lips, touching them as if trying to imitate his own. She listened as Arthur was speaking to Natalya and trying not to lose his patience, but she couldn't form the words to be comprehensible in her mind.
"Natalya…I'm afraid, Alice can't make it to your party tonight. She and I made plans." Natalya frowned, but was soon replaced with a smirk. "Looks like Mathias owes me and Alfred allot of money…have fun" She hung up, leaving Arthur to place Alice's phone on the table. With pleasure... he thought. He looked around, hoping to find Alice still behind him, still against the wall. "Alice?" he thought aloud.
Alice looked to the ground, seeing how the White Queen was on the floor. Picking it up, she looked at it. "You're my Queen, Alice, my top priority to protect...My only question for you, Alice…will you let me be your King?" His words echoed in her mind, making her blush and placing the chess piece to its proper place. Looking out the window, she noticed how the afternoon sun was now the familiar twilight-reddish color of a sunset. Alice felt herself jump, but then relax as Arthur's arms wrapped around her waist, making her lean against his firm chest. She felt him pressing his lips lightly against her neck, causing shivers to run down her spine as Arthur started to pull her dress down, his actions clumsy with lust.
Alice closed her eyes, shivering at his touch as he pulled her arms out of the straps. "A-Arthur..." she breathed. Alice allowed herself to feel how Arthur's fingers lightly grazed across her stomach, tickling her slightly. She sighed contently as Arthur finally her dress to her ankles allowing her to step out of it. She felt his member starting to harden against her back. Arthur's heart was beating erratically, happy that she wasn't protesting against his actions that seemed un-gentlemanlike. He pulled at the straps of her lacy black bra with his fingers, sliding them down on her shoulders. Opening his eyes, Arthur took notice of the mirror that was hanged on the wall in front of him, giving him a view that aroused him even more. Alice's eyes were closed, her face contorted into what looks like excitement and anticipation. Her raven hair was slightly messy and flowing down her back to her waist, her dress and jacket were both gone, revealing her black laced bra with the straps loosely hanging on her shoulders. The bra itself was shifted slightly downwards, allowing Arthur to catch a glimpse of the swells of her breasts. Arthur frowned at the thought of the window being opened for all eyes to marvel at the moment. He didn't want anyone else, much less a pervert, to look upon at something that only he could see. "You're mine, Alice…" he says, licking the shell of her left ear.
Arthur tilted his head, moving his lips to whisper in her ear, "Shall we go to the bedroom, my Queen?" he said, lust in his voice. Alice opened your eyes and smirked.
"Lets my King" she responded feeling at how his hand grabbed her right, leading her up the stairs. As soon as Arthur locked the room, he pushed her against the wall, his hands pinned on both sides of your head. She looked into his emerald green eyes, noticing how they were filled with lust and love. "Alice…" he said, his eyes gazing deeply into hers.
"I love you..." he said, each word grazing on her lips, before pressing against hers. She felt his tongue lick her lower lip, asking for permission. She immediately opened her mouth, giving Arthur access. From there the two of their tongues fought for dominance (to which Arthur won), their tongues caressing each others.
"I love you too, Arthur" Alice responded as she felt him pick her up, her back shifted upward against the wall. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his neck, as her legs wrapped around his waist. Arthur kissed her neck with kisses, as he walked towards his bed. Alice showered him with kisses on his jaw and cheeks, already caught in her own erotic desires. Alice felt her back being lowered into the soft mattress of his bed, feeling breathless and only slightly nervous. Alice watched as lust overtook her mind, while Arthur was removing his own shirt. His chest and stomach looked firmed, not necessarily buff, but firmed all the same. To her, it was a figure of a Greek God, seeing Arthur with his shirt off, his hair more tousled than usual. Alice stared at his slightly visible abdominal muscles, until she felt his forefinger and thumb lifted her chin to look up at his face. She lifted her head up slightly, kissing him on the lips. Arthur smiled against her lips, as his hands removed her bra, throwing it over his shoulder along with his shirt.
He shifted downward, his hands teasing her, trailing down her sides, stopping when they reached the hem of her striped tights. Her skin flaming from his touch, she nodded, lifting her lower half to make the job easier for Arthur. Discarding the unwanted tights, Arthur's eyes wander greedily at her form. Seeing her in only a black laced bra and panties. Arthur kissed Alice's lips, moving hungrily against hers in a way that was far more aggressive than before. It filled her mind with a haze of want and lust. She held the back of his head, pushing him towards her neck. Looking at the alarm clock on the nightstand, she saw that it was close to ten in the night. Alice lost her train of thought as his lips started to move downward, making a wet trail to the middle of her stomach. Lips pecking her stomach. Alice shakily held his right hand, holding it against her cheek, kissing his palm in the process. Her breath shifted unevenly as her hand made his fingertips trail down her neck to her right breast, then wrapping her hand around his to tighten his hold. Blushing, she removed her hands. Arthur's eyes widen, his gaze similar to that of a child's wonder and awe. After fondling it in his hands, Arthur leaned his head, his lips sucking the harden nipple.
"A-Aah..~!" she moaned, arching her back towards him, all the while craving for his touch. Arthur caught Alice's left breast, fondling it as well. "A-Arthur~!" Arthur, feeling his inner animalistic side emerging, felt his member harden after hearing her heavenly moans. Arthur growled, switching his mouth to give her other breast the same treatment. He didn't know how to explain it, but for some reason, he just had to hear her moan his name over and over again. Now playing with her nipple, pulling it up and down, his other hand reached downward to her panties, his fingertips notifying him of wetness. "So wet, love..." he whispered in her ear. Alice blushed as the pressure of his fingers caused the wet fabric to graze on the clitoris. Cupping his hand around her womanhood, he heard her moan. "You like that, don't you?" he teased her. Seeing her nodding and blushing at the same time, Arthur thought it was cute. Pleased with her reaction, Arthur slipped his hand in her panties. Playing with the cherry bud that caused her to buck her hips, he wanted her to feel more pleasure. He moved downward, his hand slipping the panties off. Alice watched, lifting her legs to discard the clothing. Now fully naked, she laid there, defenseless and completely submissive to him. Alice closed your eyes, rubbing her thighs together, feeling a tight knot in her stomach. Arthur breathed out.
"You're beautiful, Alice…" she blushed at his words, her chest heaving as the room started to get warm. "Th-thank you.." she murmured. She yelped at how he pulled at your ankles, causing her to shift closer to him, as her legs were bent at the knee. He lightly rubbed his hands against her thigh, his movement slow, while moving up and down. "A-aah~!" Alice felt herself become even more wet. Arthur leaned towards her, kissing her knee. She felt that her chest was about to explode as the room was becoming hotter and hotter by the second. Little shocks of liquid heat shot down her limbs and spread in your abdomen. The ache between her legs was so strong now that she was rubbing your thighs together in a futile attempt to relive it. Arthur teased her for a bit still running his hands over her legs and thighs whilst watching her writhe beneath him. Alice's breath came as a sharp and breathy pant when she felt Arthur's lips against your folds. He teased her for a moment, his breath hot and maddening against them. "Arthur, please..." she begged quietly, her fingers clutching the bed sheets.
He obliged, his tongue slipping inside of her, causing her to let out a moan. Arthur worked methodically, his tongue probing and twisting and caressing her core before he would pull back and suck gently on the small mound above it. Feeling blissful, this left her sweaty and moaning, her hips buckling and shifting as pressure built up between her legs. Alice was so close, the pressure in her abdomen was about to explode when Arthur pulled away for a final time and sat back. Breathing in heavily, Alice lifted up her head from the pillow, seeing how Arthur's boxers were tight. He looked at her, tilting his head. Alice sat up, crawling towards him, removing his boxers. His member sprang up, as Arthur gritted his teeth, loving her gentle touches. Arthur looked up at Alice, surprised at her expression. She looked nervous. She's never done this before, except for the erratic, hot make out session, but when it came to sex in general…neither of them had.
"A-Arthur?" Alice stammered. She wanted to wait for his reply, but thought it best to get it out. "I've...never done this...before..." She waited for his reaction, looking at the carpet.
"Neither have I" He responded making her gasp.
"Are you shocked?" he asked cautiously.
"A little..I thought…with Alison" she stumbled in her words.
"Are you kidding me…there is no way I would do something so sacred with that bloody witch…this is meant for two people truly in love" Arthur said kissing her again. Once he pulled away he stared into her eyes, "Alice how much do you know about Greek Mythology?".
"A little" she responded curious as to why he was asking her this.
"According to Greek Mythology humans once had two heads, four arms and four legs…however after Prometheus gave knowledge to man an enraged Zeus split the humans in half rending them with one head, two arms and two legs…it is said that they spent we as human beings spend the rest of our lives searching for the other half of our soul…our soulmate".
"Are you saying…?" Alice began but trailing off shocked.
"I believe…no I know you are my soulmate…I can see it in your eyes…Alice its like looking in a mirror…your eyes match mine in so many ways…I know for a fact that we are two halves of one soul" Arthur stated bringing tears to Alice's eyes as she pulls him into another kiss.
"I am so glad that I'm with you..." She said as he chuckled, smiling genuinely. He placed his hand on the back of her head, making her move towards him. Kissing her on the forehead, he said, "I'm glad too."
Alice barely got a glance at his fully erected member before he pushed her down gently. He pressed the tip of his member against her folds. "So you're choosing to lose your virginity...to me?" he whispered. His eyes holding warmth, longing and love. "Yes." she replied to his question. Her voice was strong, filled with courage and love.
"And you're choosing to lose your virginity...to me?" she whispered. Her eyes holding the same warmth, longing and love. "Yes." he replied to her question. His voice was strong, filled with courage and love. His lips hovered over hers. "I'll be as gentle as possible." he promised, his lips brushing against hers with every word. Breathing an okay, her body relaxed underneath him. Her skin prickled with goose bumps with every contact he made. Arthur entered Alice, his amazing size stretching her very insides. She tightened her eyes shut, trying to ignore the pain. Arthur slowed down his pace, mumbling his apologies as he kissed her forehead. Whispering sweets things in her ears, he started to move. "Don't w-worry...the p-pain...will go away..." Arthur groaned softly, feeling his own pleasure from her wet, tight walls clutching his member. He tilted her face to the side with his nose and kissed her cheeks a few times, hoping she were comfortable with him. "How...how are you feeling?" he asked through his short pants. Causing her pain was the last thing that he ever wanted to do to you.
"I-it doesn't hurt so much," Alice replied, feeling as the pain subsided. Arthur still not buying what she said, moved slowly, his pace matching that of a snail's walking speed. She moaned at the pleasure, loving how he filled her up, his member thrusting in and out. Alice wrapped her legs around his waist, giving him more access and movement. "F-faster..!" she said, tightening her legs around him. He obliged, groans escaping from his lips. "A-Arthur!" Alice's grip on the bed sheets tightened as he started to pick up the pace. Looking down at you through narrowed eyes, Arthur saw how your breast moved up and down, matching the rhythm of his thrusting. "A-Alice…" The bed beneath her creaked, the headboard hit the wall. Arthur reached out, holding the headboard with both hands for balance. His knuckles turned white, as he was lost in his erotic world. Alice squirmed beneath him, her hips bucking against his to meet his thrusts. She would have been blushing, making sounds that was incomprehensible, but in all honest, she cared less. "A-Arthur~!" she moaned, as his member brushed against the spot making her see stars. "R-right there!" she yelled, clawing at his back. Arthur obliged, moving faster and faster.
Her heart beat harshly against her chest, pleasure running through her veins and limbs. Arthur gritted his teeth, before rolling to the side, causing her to be the one on top. "Arthur?!" He pulled her down, grabbing the back of her head, while kissing her harshly. Alice smirked as she began moving up and down, feeling the familiar knot in her stomach again. She placed her hands on Arthur's chest, while Arthur's hands guided her hips to slam into his own. His eyes watched how her breasts bounced up and down, making him harden even more. Grabbing her right breast, she moved her raven hair out of the way, sweat starting to form.
"Nggh…A-Alice…" Arthur felt his own pleasure. The feeling of his member rubbing against her slick walls, her moans, the sight of her…
"Alice~!" The sounds of moaning and the slapping of skin echoed in his ears and her own. Pulling out of her, he flipped her on her stomach and from there started thrusting into her from behind. His hands gripped her hips, as she struggled to stay on her knees. His member pounded into her, her walls rubbing against it. Alice's hands formed into a fist, clutching on the bed sheets, beads of sweat already forming on both of their bodies. "U-uh~!" she moaned out. His hips thrust and thrust, his emerald eyes watching her body rock against him. Her body began to arch towards him. Her juices began to spill, yet, it was the orgasm talking. Alice were fully turned on, especially when he was hitting her G-spot over and over again. Arthur moaned loudly, feeling her walls slowly tightening around his member.
He felt her juices slipping out of her body, dripping down to his member and onto the sheets. Alice felt his member throb inside of her. Her eyes were closed, feeling her body weakening by every single thrust he gave. Her nipples rubbed against the sheets of the cover, causing her to moan uncontrollably. Arthur's heart was racing, his breathing becoming heavier. Alice buried her face into the pillow, Arthur's chin on Alice's shoulder. Just when Alice were close to a release, Arthur slowed down his pace. "...beg for it, Alice." He whispered, licking her back erotically. She growled, pushing her hips into his own, wanting him, needing him. "A-Arthur..." She kept rocking against him, feeling him playing with her buds. She was breathing unsteadily, shaking her head in the pillow.
"A-ah~! Arthur~!" she cried, still feeling his small thrusts of pleasure. He picked her up, her back against his chest, while you placed her arms behind you, holding his neck. Alice tilted her head, capturing Arthur's lips passionately. He broke it off, feeling her hot breath against his lips. He continued thrusting upwards, her hands making his massage her breasts. "Nggh~!"
Lost in his own pleasure, Arthur still kept thrusting softly, wanting her to beg for a release. "A-Alice, I-I said beg." she opened her eyes, tearing up from the pleasure and the sexual frustrations. "A-Arthur..." she struggled to form words, but only moans seemed to escape from her lips.
Arthur gritted his teeth, holding himself back. His member was hot and dripping with his and her juices. He was so close to a release, he just has to make her beg!
Removing himself from her, he pushed her against the headboard, then slamming himself into her. By doing so, he slammed into her G-spot. He kept his balance by holding the headboard with both hands, while she were pressed up against him, legs wrapped around his waist. Alice ran her hands through his blonde hair, lifting her head, giving Arthur access to her neck.
Her breasts were pressed up against his chest, her nipples rubbing against his. Without realizing it, her body started to scream for release. "A-Arthur~!" she tightens her hold against him. Opening her eyes slightly, she moaned into his ear. "Arthur...please..." she begged.
His eyes widen, hearing her say that. His hands gripped the headboard tighter, as he started thrusting into her, making her back hit the headboard. "A-ah~! Arthur, Arthur~!"
"A-A-Alice~damn it-ah~!" he moaned in her ear.
And with one hard thrust, he released into her, making her reach your own limit. "A-ARTHUR~!" she gasped, feeling him lay on her, burying his nose into her hair. The two of the them breathed heavily, staying in that position. Arthur gripped her back, giving her a kiss on her shoulder. Pulling himself out of her, the room was feeling hot, as a rush of tiredness went through both their bodies.
He laid her down gently, while flopping by her side. The room was quiet, the sound of the two of them regaining their breaths, as the scent of sweat and bodily fluids filled their nostrils. Arthur breathed out shakily. "Alice…I love you..." He turned his head tiredly, seeing her bare back facing him, her chest rising up and down in a slow rhythmic pace.
A smile tugged at his lips, as he placed the covers over her, moving closer so that he could wrap his arms around her. "Good night, Alice…" he whispered as he drifted off to a deep sleep.
~In the early morning~
Arthur woke up first, rising his head to look behind him. He saw the morning sunrise starting to come up. His eyes blinked wearily, seeing the discarded clothes on the floor. Memories of last night flooded his mind, making him blush but happy all the same.
He looked back, seeing that he was holding Alice safe in his arms. He noticed how she was wrapped in the bed sheets, that covered her chest. Her hands held the sheet in place, but was holding his own hand as well. Arthur's eyes travel down her body, seeing how the blanket was lifted, showing him a view of her thigh. His hand, the one not holding your hand, started to travel curiously down her body. Arthur trailed his fingertips along the side her curves, moving up and down.
"Arthur..." He stopped, sighing deeply. "Ye-" He was cut off when she turned around to her side, groaning as she did so, going against Arthur's chest. Her head rested underneath his chin, his skin tickled as she breathed in and out. He blushed heavily when she shifted her head, moving upward. "I love you..." Alice whispered sleepily against his neck. Arthur felt his heart beat faster by her actions, holding her in his arms. "Now, I'm not letting go, Alice…ever." He said, kissing her forehead, waiting patiently for her to wake up.
I hope you enjoyed this little one-shot…R&R and tell me what you think…have a great day:)
