Because people just won't stop asking FOR IT. I don't even know if it is actually that good but whatever.

Warnings: Sex, sex, sex, smut, sex, food play, sex, sex, possible horrible grammar mistakes, SEX, SEX and you know somewhat of a lame plot. SEX.


The sound of chatter and wine glasses tapping against each other was filling the room. A tanned hand put a glass on the bar top and a sunny blond smiled at the bartender as a thank you. Alfred took his glass of jack and gulped it down in one go. As soon as he was done he waved at Antonio for another shot and the Spaniard smirked at him in return.

Alfred stretched his arms and let out a soft groaning noise. It was almost six so he was going to have to leave soon but he still had time just for one more shot. The American took the small glass in his hand once Antonio set it down but this time he gently ran his fingers over the rim of the glass.

"What are you doing here? I heard you got a new pet." Another blue eyed male joined Alfred at the bar, this man looking older and with shoulder length wavy, blond hair. "Is he no fun?"

The sunny blond chuckled softly and glanced at Francis from the corner of his eyes. "He is plenty of fun, but he's still at work. He gets out an hour after I do." The explanation was simple and logical.

"Ah, I see. That makes perfect sense then so…how is he?" The Frenchman smirked, waving at Antonio and asking for a glass of white wine.

"Completely and absolutely naïve when it comes to what we like?" Alfred shrugged his shoulders, leaning back against the bar stool. "But he enjoys it a lot, although he still can't get the whole deal. I mean he picked his secret word to be unicorn...That's such a turn off." This time he laughed, not really looking as upset as he tried too. It was too funny for him really, Arthur could be so cute.

Francis raised a brow and took a sip of his wine. "Yeah, that is pretty bad. But as long as you have fun." With a knowing nod the older male set his glass of wine down on the bar. "Are you going to try it with him then?"

"Yeah, I think he may be the one. " Alfred let out a soft chuckle and drank the rest of his drink.

"You guys have only known each other for a month for what I have heard. How do you know he would enjoy living like that?" The Frenchman frowned, turning his stool to stare at Alfred.

"I know we haven't been together that long, but I just have this feeling that it's going to work. I know I failed before and that's why pets leave me, but Arthur is different." The sunny blond tilted his head with a small smile and gently jumped off of his stool.

"TPE is not that easy and you just don't do it because you have a feeling, Alfred. It is not that easy."

"It is. You just need to find the right person...and I think I did."


Arthur sighed softly and let his hand gently tug on the tie around his neck. He tossed the piece of clothing against the couch as he undid the first two buttons of his dress shirt. Why was work such a big pain? He enjoyed his job but he just hated dealing with people. He didn't hate people in general, just people that were too stupid to seriously plug in their computers before calling and asking why their computers won't turn on!

The sandy blond groaned and flopped down on the couch in the living room and closed his eyes. He was going to freaking pop a blood vessel one of these days, or jump off a building, whatever would come first. To make things even more stressful at the moment, he wasn't even in his house. He was in Alfred's house. Why was he living three days out of the week with a guy that had sex with him the first day they met? Well, Arthur truly didn't know. It had been Alfred's idea and it had to do with their…new relationship.

Arthur wasn't sure what to call his relationship with the American. They were not lovers, because he truly was not head over heels over the other and he was sure Alfred felt the same. You could say that they were dating, but their relationship was mostly based on the new life style Arthur decided to take after meeting Alfred. It was truly a confusing situation but at least the Brit made it clear that he did not want to be anyone's fuck buddy, so that was a big no and thankfully Alfred understood this.

The technician had been so caught up with his thoughts that he didn't notice the extra weight on the couch until a firm chest was pressing against his back and a pair of lips were rubbing against his left ear.

"Long day?" Alfred asked smiling.

"Yeah, people were being dumber than usual." Arthur sighed, glancing back at the American. "How can you work less hours than me and get more money. That's not fair at all." He sounded so childish, but he couldn't help himself.

The sunny blond laughed softly, gently nibbling on the Brit's ear. "Because lawyers are awesome, obviously."

"You wolf." The shorter male mumbled out and huffed.

Alfred chuckled softly and let his hands move over Arthur's back before gripping his hips and rubbing the visible skin with his thumbs. "Another sweater? You always wear clothes like these; we need to get you new ones."

Arthur gasped, obviously offended and narrowed his eyes. "I like my clothes, thank you very much, and stop!" He smacked the hands rubbing his hips and glared at the American. It was too bad that the Brit was just horrible at intimidating people and his glare was usually followed by a pout which didn't help him look threatening at all. "I'm hungry, I want to get food first."

"That's funny, I'm hungry too pet." Alfred grinned and got to his feet. He picked up the unexpected Brit off of the couch and tossed him over his shoulder, ignoring the insults and kicks the other was throwing at him. "If you keep kicking I'm going to drop you!"

Of course, Arthur in return kicked more violently because that's how his logic worked, apparently. If your kicks are not strong enough then what you do is kick harder. It was too bad Alfred did exactly what he said and he dropped the shorter male on the kitchen table. Arthur let out a loud hissing noise when his back made contact with the hard wood and he quickly turned to his side. "You brute!"

"That's the thanks I get for bringing you to the kitchen? Tsk, tsk, tsk." The American shook his head back and forth, a small smirk spreading across his face. "We made the rules and rules say I get to do it whenever I please after you get off of work Arthur. So be good, okay?"

Alfred smiled when he didn't hear anything in return. He let his hands move over the body on top of the table, rubbing on the curves of Arthur's hips and then his waist. It wasn't the same body as a woman and it would never be, but the Brit's androgynous body was more than enough to please the American. With a smirk he undid the others pants and yanked them along with the baggy underwear.

The blue eyed male had to chuckle when Arthur quickly pulled his shirt and sweater down to cover his body. Really, they had done it so many times already and the other was still shy about it? Cute.

"W-we are in the kitchen…" Arthur commented, ignoring how 'no shit, Sherlock' his comment sounded.

"I know, I said I was hungry too didn't I? But I think you are probably more than I am." Alfred said playfully and tugged on Arthur's sweater as he slowly pushed apart his legs to spread them apart. "Now, let's play. Okay, my little cock slut?" The sunny blond waited for the nod of approval and that's all he needed.

Arthur closed his eyes and rubbed his lips together. A pair of cold hands were now rubbing his thighs, massaging the skin there and sending shivers down his back. The hands moved higher and higher, reaching for his sweater and pulling it up to expose his stomach and chest. It was hard to believe that Alfred was able to play with his body so well after just one month. The American really knew what to do and where to touch him to make him forget his anger towards him.

The green eyed male gasped when the hands grasped his nipples. Alfred's fingers were pinching and twisting the soft nubs, making them hard until they were standing up against his fingers. The Brit whimpered and arched his back, letting out a soft noise. The sunny blond was now flicking his nipples and digging his nails gently against the soft skin, leaving small marks against the two erect nubs.

"Mhm, I'm sure your nipples are more sensitive than girl's maybe because you are such a needy slut."

Arthur gulped loudly at Alfred's words, a dark blush quickly spreading across his face and he cursed at it because now the other was chuckling and was obviously amused over the fact that he was blushing.

What happen next made the shorter male squeak and glance back at Alfred with wide eyes. The blue eye male flipped him over and was now using a kitchen towel to tie his hands behind his back. Arthur squirmed and closed his eyes, testing the piece of cloth that was now keeping his wrists bound together. They were tied firmly together, not letting him pull them free or apart. Why was this making him hornier? How could something like this even have an effect like this? A month ago he wouldn't even think about having sex in the kitchen and now he was having sex in the kitchen with a guy he met a month ago and was his master. When Alfred began to take his role as Master, Arthur was no longer Arthur, not at all. He was a pet, property and was owned by the American. Just thinking about all of this would make The Brit's stomach give a twist and he wasn't sure why but it was in a good way.

"Mhm, you are getting hard fuck hole." Alfred said with an amused tone and gently ran his fingers over Arthur's member. "Why do I even bother touching your dick...? You are such an ass slut that you always come just by having me fuck you or play with your asshole." The American chuckled and walked over to one of the kitchen cabinets. He pulled out a bag from inside, a small smirk spreading on his lips as he did so. "But today it will be somewhat used." He roughly grabbed Arthur's hips and pulled something out from the bag.

Arthur leaned his cheek against the table, letting out a soft noise when Alfred moved his body and force his legs apart even further. The American reached for his member and the Brit was able to feel something leathery wrapping around the base of his cock. The thing was tightly wrapped around his member, making the shorter male blink in confusion.

"It's a cock ring fuck toy. I'm not going to let you cum until I want tonight."

The green eyed male felt a cold shiver running down his body at those words. He glanced at Alfred, watching as the other moved towards the fridge to get something out. In a couple of seconds the American was back behind the shorter male, looking through the a new plastic bag he was holding.

"I want you to talk to me tonight, my fuck toy, but just tonight. Okay?" Alfred didn't wait for Arthur to nod his head or say anything because now the other was bound to follow what he was told to do. With a chuckle he waved something in front of Arthur's face. "This is what we are going to play with tonight Arthur. You did say you were hungry, well let me stuff you full then. I know you would like that you greedy whore."

Arthur stared at the different vegetables that Alfred was holding in a see through bag. "T-those?" He ignored how squeaky his voice sounded. "A-are they clean?" The Brit yelped at the spank that was given as an answer and he quickly closed his mouth, his ass arching against the hand that was now resting on his asshole.

"Does it matter? You are a dirty fuck toy, so it is just normal for me to use dirty toys on you. It won't make a difference; you are still going to be a used fuck hole afterward." Alfred growled softy and pulled out the first thing his hand got a hold of in the bag. It was a Chinese eggplant, fun.

The green eyed male rubbed his lips together and sucked on his bottom lip. He was trying to ignore how good it felt when Alfred would rub lube against his ass. It wasn't like he was doing anything special at all, he was just applying the lube against his hole, brushing his fingers against the tight ring of muscles and pushing the digit inside just a tiny bit. Yet his ass was already twitching, making him arch and ask for more.

"Suck a fucking slut."

And Arthur gasped loudly when the eggplant was thrust inside of him. He let out a low moan, his hips already moving to try to create some friction with the vegetable. The Brit blushed when he felt how his ass was slowly swallowing the eggplant deeper and deeper inside, without even Alfred having to push it in himself.

"You have such a slutty fuck hole Arthur, say it. Tell me what your boy cunt is." The American smirked, his hand now holding on the eggplant just to thrust it in and out slowly. He wanted to tease Arthur, to make him a wreck so he could see how far he could go with him. How much he could push him until the other was nothing more but a begging slut in the need of a cock.

The green eyed male whined. The blush on his cheeks grew darker but he did what he was told to do. "M-master, I-I have a needy asshole. M-my hole is s-such a greedy one-it wants to be filled and fucked. A-ah." Arthur moaned, his ass rocking back and forth so he could fuck himself with the vegetable. "I-it likes to be fucked by master's cock the best, y-yeah. I-I like how it stretches me and fills me a-and then your cum…i-it stuffs me." He moaned again, his tongue lightly sticking out with his panting.

"Look at you, panting like such a bitch in heat. Are you a dog slut? Keep panting like one then." Alfred hissed out, reaching over for Arthur's hair to roughly pull on it until the other was unable to rest his upper body on the table. "Heard that?"

"Y-yes master!" Arthur nodded his head and once again did what he was told to do. He stuck his tongue out and began to breathe through his mouth, panting loudly as his body moved against the hand that was making the eggplant fuck his asshole. But then the eggplant was yanked out, causing him to whimper at the sudden action and how empty his hole felt now.

"Don't look so sad, I just want to use something else." Alfred chuckled, staring at the small pout his pet was giving. He let go of Arthur's hair and instead reached for something else in the bag. This time he got out three small red potatoes. "I think this is not going to be enough."

The Brit glanced back and stared at the potatoes that Alfred was holding before the well known feeling of lube being applied to his hole was felt again. The sandy blond shivered and goose bumps slowly crawled over his skin when the first potato was pushed inside of his body. A second potato pushed the first one even deeper inside his body and then the third one did so as well. By now Arthur was a moaning mess, his half lidded eyes were unable to focus on anything and he appeared to naturally be able to pant like a good little bitch now, of course he was sure this was going to please Alfred.

Arthur yelped in surprised when something else was pushed inside of him. He quickly glanced back and stared as lemon was shoved inside of him as well. It was too much, he could feel his inner walls spreading apart and the potatoes rubbing against each other and the lemon. But God, it felt so good. The way his asshole was burning and how the different things were stuffing him, filling him and making him feel whole. All he needed now was Alfred's cock, he needed his master to fuck him already and to roughly use his asshole like the fuck hole he claimed it was.

"M-master, I-I…please, I want you to fuck me." The Brit whimpered, rubbing his lips together with a pleading look on his face.

"Selfish bitch. You haven't done anything for me." The American glared and spanked Arthur's asshole before flipping him over so he was laying flat on his back. "Wanting me to fuck you when all you do is get your hole stuffed. What about me uh?" He sneered and moved around the table, pulling the Brit's hair until his head was hanging from the edge of the table. "Open wide!"

Arthur flinched a bit and opened his mouth, a couple of seconds later the head of Alfred's cock was rubbing against his lips before roughly pushing inside his mouth until half of the American's length was inside. The sandy blond closed his eyes tightly, letting the other hold onto his head and fuck his mouth in any way he pleased. Just as long as he could get his master's cock he was happy, anywhere. He wanted to swallow Alfred's cum and taste it in his mouth. He wanted to have the younger blond fuck his asshole and cum inside so then he would have to lick Alfred's length clean while cum would leak out from his wet hole. He wanted more, just more.

The Brit let out a needy moan against Alfred's cock and the blue eyed male narrowed his eyes. Slowly he pushed his member deeper inside Arthur's mouth until the base was rubbing against the others lips and he could feel the head of his cock hitting the back of his throat. "Like that, fuck hole? Having your mouth stuffed by a dick. Of course you do, you like to swallow cum too much." And he was fucking his mouth again, moving his hands lower to reach for the erect, pink nubs on Arthur's chest. He grabbed both nipples and roughly pulled on them before twisting them in between his fingers.

Arthur moaned and squirmed against the table. He wriggled his body, moving his hips back and forth to create friction in his insides again. The shorter male would tighten his asshole around the vegetables before lightly pushing them out just to have his asshole swallow them back inside. He was sucking and licking on Alfred's cock, moving his head along with the pace the other was giving him. Arthur was not going to last, not like this. It was too much, he was stuffed to the rim and Alfred was fucking his mouth. It was just too much for him to take.

It was a few minutes later that the shorter male finally got what he wanted. Alfred came inside his mouth, filling it with his release and letting him taste the salty substance as much as he wanted.

"Don't swallow it."

Arthur did what he was told and let the taller male moved him around so he was on his knees again.

"show me what's in your mouth." Alfred snickered at his own request.

The Brit slowly opened his mouth, showing the cum mixed with saliva that was being held in his mouth.

"Swallow it now."

Arthur nodded his head and closed his mouth. He swallowed what was in his mouth with a shiver and a soft moan, giving Alfred a small smile after he was done.

"Good little bitch, good." The American smirked, running his fingers through the soft sandy locks. "Now lick it clean."

The shorter male complied, moving his head towards Alfred's member. He licked and gently sucked on the sensitive skin, making sure to get all the trails of cum and saliva around the American's dick.

"Get on the floor now, with your ass in the air."

"Y-yes master." Arthur quickly got off of the table and knelt down on the floor before lowering his upper body against the cold marvel so his ass was sticking out in the air.

Alfred smiled, pleased with how easy it was for his pet to follow his orders. "Spit out those things stuffing your cunt, now!"

The green eyed male flinched at the yell and whimpered softly. He shuddered and closed his eyes, slowly taking a deep breath. Then, Arthur forced his body and his insides to slowly push out the potatoes and the lemon that were by now buried in his asshole. The lemon came first, it slowly spread apart his ass ring, causing him to moan and rub his cheek against the floor while his hips were wildly rocking back and forth for the need of friction. The lemon popped out, and fell against the floor and one of the potatoes soon followed, causing the same reaction but louder moans from the Brit. The next potato came and then the next one and by now the short male was twitching and shaking. Arthur let out a loud moan as his release was reached when the last potato slipped out.

It wasn't what he expected though. The Brit could feel his orgasm reaching his nerves and spreading through his whole body, causing him to twitch and arch. It just didn't feel the same, the cock ring was keeping him from reaching his full orgasm and he could feel how his sacs were tightening and his cock was twitching. It wasn't fair, he needed all of it!

Arthur whined, closing his eyes with a soft whimper as tears build up in his eyes. He ignored the laugh Alfred gave until he felt the American's foot on his asshole, putting pressure against the tight opening.

"Mhm, not satisfied? I'm sure you aren't you cum whore." With a chuckle the taller male pushed his foot harder on top of the other's ass until the sole was leaving marks against the pale skin. "What do you want my pet?"

The sandy blond was shaking and panting again, his eyes now lost and glassy showing only lust for the time being. "I-I want master to fuck me, please. I-I want you to fuck me, I-I want master's cock, please." He begged, even arching body against the foot that was on his ass. "I want master to make my asshole go numb from fucking it and stuffing it! P-please, use my slutty asshole until cum is leaking out! Please!"

Alfred snickered softly and removed his foot. "Such a cute little bitch. Bark like the horny bitch you are if you want it, go on. Do it."

Arthur swallowed heavily, his whole body was trembling nonstop and goose bumps were showing all over his skin. A dark blush was staining his cheeks and it looked like it was going to stay there. The sandy blond parted his trembling lips and let out a small, shaky barking sound. He did it again, this time a bit louder and what came next made him moan and tilt his head back. His master was now behind him, pushing his cock inside of him and pulling his hips back against him.

The green eyed male leaned his head against the floor again, his eyes closed and lost in pleasure. The feeling of Alfred's cock stretching his insides and filling him was slowly driving him to the edge. He was tired, his body felt weak and he could hardly stay standing but he was trying because his master was now fucking him and then his owner was moving. Fucking his asshole with long and rough thrusts. Each time it felt like if Alfred was trying to fuck him deeper and deeper, sending him to pure bliss and making his moans melt with pleasure filled screams.

Arthur felt Alfred come inside him more than once, but each time he would reach his own orgasm it was unsatisfactory. It was slowly making him beg and whine for more. Making him forget about the time, the day or how many times they had done it. At some point Alfred stopped fucking him and began to stuff his asshole with toys. He even used two dildos in Arthur's asshole at the same time before fucking his mouth.

Now, Arthur was desperately riding the taller male, resting both of his hands on his chest as he bounced on top of him. He would lift his hips until only the head of Alfred's member was inside before lowering his body and taking the whole length back inside his asshole. He tightened his hole as he rode the other faster, making his ass cheeks slap against the skin of Alfred's thighs each time.

"Let me cum, p-please, let me cum, let me cum. I want to cum master. P-please, your fuck hole needs to cum." The Brit begged as he rode the American. He was lost, his eyes were idle and the only thing he could focus on was finding his release.

Arthur called in sick the next morning, while Alfred was pushing vibrating eggs inside of his ass. He ignored how his boss asked him if he was okay and instead he moaned against the phone and let it fall to the floor when Alfred finally undid the cock ring and let him cum. A slutty smile spreading across his lips as he finally reached his full orgasm.


TPE = Total power exchange. PEOPLE says its a myth, I dunno.

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