Title: Strange Game
Pairing: France x Canada (Francis x Mathew)
Disclaimer: I NO OWN NOTHIN!
Note to people: Not sure if I kept them in character
This was normal at this point; he would kiss me and then smile that sweet smile before speaking.
"Just let me know if you want me to stop..." he would whisper this in my ear in a seductive manner. And so the game would begin. He would claim this was the game and to end it all I had to do was say stop. That's how it went...we would play that game a lot. But every time I would end it before too much happened. And he kept his word cuz every time all I had to do was say 'stop', which I did.
This time probably won't be any different as we sit in the living room in my house. It's getting late out now as Francis and me sit close on the couch. We normally don't get to have moments like this were we just get to enjoy each other's company. He looks at me now with those ocean blue eyes and that breath taking smile and I feel my cheeks heat up.
"Mathieu, cher, do you want to play a game?" before I could respond he pressed his soft lips to mine in a short chaste kiss then continued "Just let me know if you want to stop..."
I can't think of anything to say as the blush spreads and I turn even redder. And then the game begins as he reconnects our lips in a passionate kiss. His tongue brushes against my lower lip as his way of asking permission of him to deepen the kiss. I open my mouth as he rushes in quickly dominating the kiss and deepening it. He shifted not breaking contact with me as he moved me to on top of him pulling me close, his arms around my waist. I put mine around his neck, as I now sit in his lap in a strattle. He tastes of fine wine and smells of cologne... it's intoxicating. His hands start wandering under my shirt and I press myself up against him, his hands are soft as they move across my torso. He wastes no time as he pulls way and starts to kiss his way down my neck and unbutton my shirt to reveal more untouched skin. The kiss trail continues down my body only stop to tease me. The next thing to catch my attention is the sound of a car door slamming shut and Arthur's' voice coming closer to the front door.
"Francis...arrêt." he looks at me for a moment before rebuttoning his shirt as I button mine as a knock is heard at the door as I had guessed. I stand up and start to walk to the door; Fransis looks at me with a questioning look before speaking.
"Is that why you said 'stop'?"
"...yeah." Francis smiled as he came to the same conclusion I did. He almost won. But what he did win this time is getting farther in that strange game than usual. I normally stop him when his hands start wandering. I open the front door and Arthur is there.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything. May I come in?" he spoke with his normal British ascent and I didn't respond as I thought 'you have no idea what you just interrupted.' as I let him into the house.