Francis opened the door to Arthur's room unnoticed. He crept behind the man, who was sitting in his chair reading the newspaper. "Bonjour mon amour. Can I tell you something dirty?"Francis whispered leaning over the Englishman's shoulder
"Everything that comes out of your mouth is dirty Francis." Arthur smirked as he flipped to the next page. ""Well mon cher, do you want to know?" Francis asked as he hung his arms over Arthur.
"If that will make you leave sooner frog."Arthur huffed.
"Well, I had a dream about you Arthur."France smiled looking deviously at him
"You...you did? What about?"Arthur asked looking up with a small blush. "I hope I defeated you in your dream."Arthur said quickly as soon as he realized he was blushing. It was to late though the french man had already noticed.
"Non, not quite. Though we were, what would you call it...wrestling?" I made love to you and you liked it."Francis winked."And you begged for more." He smiled as he licked the side of Arthur's face.
"Get out of here Wanker!"Arthur said hitting Franics with his newspaper.
"Oh, mon cher your just sad that you didn't feel what I felt in my dream last night." He said as he walked over to the side of the chair."But that mon cher could be arranged." Francis suggestively smiled down at Arthur. Arthur looked up in a mortified look.
"You wouldn't."Arthur glared.
"On the other hand Arthur."Francis grabbed Arthur and held him bridal style."Oui, I would." he smiled at the man as he walked over to the bed.
"Gah Francis you bloody git!" Arthur yelled as Francis pinned him to the bed.
"Je t'aime" Francis whispered kissing his neck.
"Get the bloody hell off my you wanker!"Arthur fumed as he moved his body wildly tyring to escape the man.
"Now, mon lapin. Let's get to the good part." Francis cooed as he reached for his pants.
OOOOOOOO
"Gah Francis you stupid. ahh...git!"Arthur was heard from the other room.
"Hey Mattie, they must be arguing in there again."Alfred said as he took a sip of coke.
"Umm Alfred, I don't think that what there doing." Matthew sighed.
"Of course it is stupid, just listen."Alfred shoved a finger at his brothers forehead. They both went to the door and listened.
"Francis... you...ahh.."Arthur moaned.
"I told you that you liked it."Francis laughed.
"See, they are fighting." Now let's go I'm hungry!" Alfred exclaimed dragging his brother along.
"Whatever you say Alfred." Matthew rolled his eyes as he and his brother walked outside.
My first France/England fanfic. This is based of my current fanfiction Special vodka, Special friend chapter 7. Wanna know what happend? Go and read it. :D Yes the song Dirty Little Secret did inspire me to write this. Thanks for reading. Reviews would be nice. :)