AN: Alrighty! Chapter 2 has arrived. Thank you to all my reviewers and viewers! So without further ado i bring chapter 2 ( hey! I'm a regular !)
Warning: Seme Arthur, Uke Alfred. Yaoi (boyxboy) Lemon.
Do you believe in Fairies?
"I have to what?!" Alfred exclaimed thinking he had surely misheard what Arthur just said. "I said you have to dress up for me now. And I get to pick the you have to bottom." Arthur repeated with one of his rare grins in place on his face. "Hell no." Alfred said, effectively getting rid of the grin the Englishman held. "Oh yes you are!" He protested to the stubborn American. "Why should I?" Alfred asked the now scowling Brit. "Because if you don't then you don't get sex for a whole month." Arthur responded a smirk now replacing the grin on his face. At this statement Alfred began to internally panic. 'Damnit! He wouldn't dare!' He thought. "Oh but I would. I wouldn't hesitate to stop giving you this ass that I know you love." As he said it Arthur turned around and grabbed both ass cheeks, slightly bent over. "Okay! Fine. I'll wear the damn costume." Alfred said conceding defeat. Score one for the ass. "Come on. If we don't hurry we might be late for the meeting." Arthur said as he finished putting on the tie for his suit. "Coming. As soon as I can put on this tie!" Alfred said still struggling with his tie. "Sigh. How do you tie your own shoes?" Arthur said as he walked over and began helping his American boyfriend with his tie.
"Aww. C'mon Artie. Don't be so mean."Alfred pouted as the Englishman finished the last loop of the tie. Arthur sighed as he stood up on tiptoes to kiss Alfred. "Shut up. Bloody prat." Arthur said turning away. "There you go using those British insults again Artie." "Whatever. Let's go." Arthur said as he opened the door and walked into thebright sunlight. After they both got into the car, Arthur reversed out of the driveway and began to drive in the direction of the world meeting. It wasn't long until Alfred began to complain about boredom and hunger. "Artie I'm bored! Turn on the radio!" He said as he reached for the radio. Right as he was about to turn it on he had his hand slapped away by the irate Englishman. "No." Was the only response he got as Arthur kept his eyes on the road. "Can we at least stop at McDonalds?! I'm starving over here!" Alfred complained once again looking at Arthur with puppy dog eyes. "And risk you staining your suit? I don't think so." Arthur said once again shooting down his idea. "Then what am I supposed to do for fun?!" "Figure something out." Figure something out?! How the hell was he supposed to do that when he was starving?! Alfred thought angrily as he leaned his chin on his fist and looked out the window. Suddenly a crazy idea appeared in his mind. An idea that would have one of two outcomes. It was either a.) Artie would kill him later for trying this, or b.) He would kill time and have fun at the same Time. After reviewing both possibilities he shrugged. 'Fuck it. Might as well. Worst he could do is yell.' He thought as he sat up straight.
Arthur had no idea what was going on in his boyfriend's mind as he looked out the window with a look of contemplation on his (sexy) face. All of a sudden Alfred sat up straight. "Are you alright Alfred?" He asked as he slightly turned his head to look at the American who was smirking. "Oh I'm fine." Alfred responded as he looked straight ahead, smirk still in place. What happened next was almost too fast for the Brit to see. Almost instantly he felt a hand on his crotch pulling down his zipper. "Wh- What're you doing?!" He exclaimed as his limp penis came into view. "What am I doing?" Alfred repeated as he began slowly stroking. "I'm doing what you suggested. I'm figuring out what to do." He pretended to ponder as he continued to stroke, teasing the tip with his thumb. As soon as Arthur went to move his hand Alfred would reprimand him. "Ah ah. Both hands on the wheel Artie. Unless you want us to crash." He said as the penis began to harden in his hand. Leaning over he gave the tip a tiny kiss, barely grazing it but enough for Arthur to feel it. And feel it he did, as soon as he felt Alfred's lips graze him, his body involuntarily jerked to the left sending the car swerving into the wrong lane. "Fuck!" Arthur exclaimed as he quickly swerved back into the right lane in order to avoid a giant semi- truck that had horns blaring, warning him to move before he became a pancake.
Arthur pulled over to the side of the road and Alfred knew in the deepest part of his bottomless stomach that he was about to be murdered. There was no question about it. Artie was about to murder him. "You're not mad? Are you Artie?" He nervously asked unsure if it was even safe to speak. "Mad? No. I'm not mad." Arthur answered and Alfred let out a sigh of relief. "I'm absolutely LIVID." Arthur continued as he turned to face Alfred with fire in his eyes. Alfred could swore he felt his balls shrink back into his body. "What the bloody HELL WERE YOU THINKING?! You do understand that we could've died?!" He asked yelling. Alfred had to fight the urge to remind Arthur that they couldn't actually die due to the fact that they're nations, but instead he resisted, lest he be yelled at more. "You're lucky the police weren't around!" Arthur continued to yell, fury undying.
Whoooop. Whoooooop.
'Of course. Of fucking course this would happen. The police would show up as soon as I finish speaking. God must seriously hate me.' Arthur thought as he sighed and began to silently count to 10. A tap on his window signified that the officer had arrived at his car. "Why what can I do for you officer.." he leaned in look at the tag attached to the officer's shirt. "Dover. What can i do for you?" He asked, looking up at the officer. "Sir do you know why I pulled you over?" Officer Dover asked as he looked down at Arthur, his sunglasses concealing his eyes. "Um I'm guessing it has something to do with wrong way driving." Arthur responded. "You guessed right smartass. But now that I'm here I'll have to put sexual conduct in public and reckless endangerment of others to that list." Dover said writing something down on a little notepad. Confused Arthur looked down and realized his cock was still out. Not only out but fully erect in view for the officer to see. "Next time keep it in the bedroom." He said as he walked away. As he walked away Arthur could've swore he heard the officer mutter "Fags."
(Time skip 2 hours ahead. To world meeting)
Alfred was bored. So bored that it hurt. First he got yelled at by Ludwig for being late. Then for two hours he had been sitting in this hot room with all the other nations and discuss some random topic that gets changed all too quickly. Arthur wasn't helping either. Oh no he wasn't. If anything he was being the biggest distraction. During the break he had went to get a jelly doughnut and often got jelly on his finger. This wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't the way he was getting it off (the jelly i mean). Every single time the jelly would get on his finger he would slowly insert the finger into his mouth and tantalizingly suck it off. Alfred knew he was doing this on purpose, because every once in a while Arthur would sneak a glance at him and lick his lips. 'That asshole. He is so gonna pay when we get back to the house. Look at him. He's intentionally spilling jelly this time!' And so he was. After Arthur noticed Alfred was staring, he tipped his doughnut too far and caught some on his fingers. He turned so his entire face was facing Alfred and began to suck it all off, eyes closed as his tongue darted out to lick the underside in order to reach the tiniest piece of jelly that was about to fall and stain the table.
'Oh god how I wish we were home right now. I wish I could take out those fingers and put my cock in instead.' "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" A voice hissed in his ear. Alfred turned his head to see Arthur right next to him with shocked eyes. Alfred was about to voice his confusion when he was cut off. "You're jerking off right in the middle of the bloody meeting. You prat!" Arthur hissed as Alfred looking down and saw that somehow he had begun to jerk off subconsciously. Thank god none of the other nations were paying attention to him at the moment. Soon he felt another hand on his cock stroking slowly. Suprised he looked over at Arthur only to find the Englishman looking dead ahead while his hand continued to jerk him off. He had to bite his lip to quickly stop the moan that was threatening to ruin everything. "Don't make a single noise." Arthur warned as he began to stroke fater and press down on the tip of his dick. "Artie. I'm about to cum!" He whispered as he felt himself release on Arthur's fingers.
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Arthur couldn't believe it. For the second time today he found himself conducting in sexual contact with Alfred in a place that wasn't their bedroom. One moment Alfred is staring at him as he exacts revenge, the next he finds himself jacking Alfred off. 'Unbelievable. Even when I'm winning I'm losing against him.' He thought as he looked over and saw Alfred trying his hardest to not moan. "Artie. I'm about to cum!" Was the only warning Arthur received as his hands and fingers were covered in Alfred's fluids. Not being a wasteful person Arthur didn't see why he should waste this, and began licking all of the fluids off of his fingers and hand looking directly at Alfred whose eyes were slowly clouding over with lust. Oh yes. Tonight was gonna be fun.
(Time skip 2 hours ahead to home.)
"Do I have to wear this Artie? It feels so weird!" Alfred complained from the hallway as Arthur lay on the bed inside the room. "Yes you do. I had to dress up in a costume for you so now you have to dress up for me." Arthur responded as he began to get impatient. Alfred sighed and walked into the room embarrassed. Why of all things did Arthur want him to wear a fairy outfit? Was it because he didn't believe in fairies and often teased Artie about it? "Artie I feel ridiculous!" Alfred complained as he tugged down on the skirt he was forced to wear. Arthur didn't respond but instead looked at Alfred with hungry eyes.
Alfred was wearing a black skirt that barely made it past his ass, a white tank top with bright glittery wings on the back, and no shoes. He had no idea how fairies looked so he had to take Artie's word on it, but he had the strangest feeling that this was an exaggeration. 'Oh well. Might as well get it over with.' He thought as he walked over and leaned forward so he was face to face with Arthur. "Yes Arthur? Is there a reason you've summoned me now?" He asked guessing what a fairy would say. "Yes there is Alfred. I've summoned you because I have a request." Arthur responded. "I seem to have an erection. It's pretty painful and I was wondering if you could use some of your magic to help me get rid of it?" He continued as he moved his hand off of his crotch to reveal the sizable bulge that had been growing. Alfred feigned being suprised. "A- Arthur! What are you asking?" He asked moving to back away, but before he could get far Arthur grabbed his wrist. "I'm asking you to help me get rid of this bloody erection. You can do that right?" He asked as he pulled Alfred closer. Onto his lap. "Alright. I'll see what I can do. Just sit back and relax." Alfred replied as he pushed Arthur back so the Englishman was flat on his back with Alfred straddling him.
Soon Alfred began to grind against the erection while trailing kisses down Arthur's neck until he reached his chest. He quickly started flicking his tongue across one of the nipples while twisting the other one slowly, creating shockwaves of pleasure throughout Arthur's body. "Ah!" Arthur gasped as Alfred continued to tease him. Soon Alfred decided to stop wasting time and began to trail kisses down Arthur's stomach until he reached his pants. "Oh no no no. This won't do." Alfred murmured softly as he quickly unbuckled the belt that held the pants up and with one swift motion yanked down both the pants and Arthur's union jack boxers, leaving the Englishman in the nude.
He slowly gave a long lick from the base to tip of Arthur's rapidly growing cock as he used his thumb to play with the pre-cum oozing from his tip, eliciting a groan from Arthur. Seeing this reaction caused Alfred to smirk and repeat the process. "Ah. S- Stop teasing you b- bloody prat!" Arthur protested as Alfred continued to slowly lick his cock. "You know Artie. If your cooking tasted anything like your cock I would eat it more often." Alfred said making eye contact as he took the twitching dick in his mouth and began to bob his head up and down, making Arthur throw his head back and moan loudly. "Oh!" Seeing Arthur becoming so aroused caused Alfred to take his cock in deeper urging the Brit to climax faster. "Ugh... A- Alfred I'm about to cum!" Arthur was the only warning Alfred got as he felt Arthur's cock explode and release in his mouth.
After the last drop of Arthur's sweet liquid went down his throat Alfred released it from his mouth with a satisfying pop. Arthur sensing Alfred was done sat up and rolled over so he was looming over Alfred. "Now it's your turn." He whispered in Alfred's ear as he put 2 fingers in his mouth to moisten them. He began nibbling on Alfred's earlobe as he sneaked his hand up the skirt Alfred was wearing and pushed the underwear aside, inserting one finger into Alfred's tight entrance. He moved down to Alfred's neck as the American released a whimper, obviously not used to being on the bottom. "Shh. Calm down and loosen up Alfred. It'll start feeling really good soon. I promise." He whispered trying to ease the pain. He slowly inserted a second finger and began to pump faster, eliciting a moan from Alfred who had begun to pump his hips in time with Arthur's thrusts. All too quickly for Alfred's liking the fingers were removed. "Ah. W- Why'd you stop?" He whimpered as Arthur looked down at him smirking. "Because I'm about to use the real thing. Are you ready hero?" Arthur responded saying hero in a lustful tone in Alfred's ear, causing him to shiver in eagerness. Arthur moved so his cock was positioned at Alfred's entrance and in one swift motion plunged in. "FUCK!" Alfred yelled as he clawed at the bed sheets not caring if they were torn to shreds. "Do you want me to slow down?" Arthur asked as he began to pull himself out and plunge back in slowly. "No. Go faster!" Alfred protested as he desperately bucked his hips into Arthur's crotch in an attempt to make the Englishman go deeper.
Arthur decided to grant Alfred's desires and began to speed up thrusting into Alfred at a rapid pace. "Ahh fuck! Ngh. Aah~! Alfred exclaimed as his body began to shake in pleasure. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer and soon felt his stomach tighten. "Fuck! I'm about to cum!" He exclaimed as Arthur continued to pump faster putting more power into his thrusts. "Not yet. I want you to cum with me." Arthur commanded as he grazed Alfred's prostate causing him to see white for a millisecond. "A- Artie~! Right there!" He yelled as Arthur continued to hit the same spot, leaving Alfred in a constant state of euphoria. "Oh fuck! Harder! Don't you fucking stop!" Alfred yelled as he reached up and pulled Arthur down into a passionately fierce kiss. "Ngh! Fuck Alfred! I'm cumming!" Arthur grunted against Alfred's mouth as he finally reached his release and reached forward to stroke Alfred's erection. "Cum for me. Alfred. Cum for your Iggy." Arthur commanded as he stroked faster, pushing Alfred over the edge.
"NGHOH GOD!" Alfred let out one more yell and passed out. Arthur sighed as he pulled out of Alfred and headed to the shower, leaving Alfred on the bed. 'I could get used to being on top.' He thought with a smirk as he hopped in the shower.
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AN: There you go! Is it weird that I was tempted to call Arthur Iggy Pop? I honestly was about to write that down! review and leave your costume suggestions! Next chapter shall include Neko.