I'll probably make you guys disappointed by deciding to add another chapter to the planed to be one-shot but I had this draft that needed to be finished so here's another piece of the life of the Spade's Royal couple. It could be counted as the following event to Tea Time.

So many possible grammar and spelling mistakes ahoy!

Torture

Alfred let the quill drop on the large desk in front of him and stretched his arms back leaning on the chair he had been sitting on since that morning, only taking a break to eat his meals and go over to the book shelves to get material to continue his work. He took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose to get rid of some of his eye's weariness. He perched the glasses back on his face when there was a knock on the double doors and he sat back straight.

"Excuse the interruption your Majes-" The Jack of Spades; Yao Wang came into the room and stopped when his eyes traveled from the King to the other inhabitant of the room. "I apologize." He began whispering and Alfred waved it off with a tender smile as he too looked at his lovely Queen who had dozed off in the arm chair just right of his desk with a book open across his chest.

"Is there any other business to attend to?" Alfred gently asked handing his finished work to his trusted friend.

"Everything is in order, your Majesty. Well done. As always." Yao smiled. "You may retire to sleep." He excused himself and closed the doors behind him, taking the papers with him.

Alfred leaned back on the desk and stretched his arms in front of him letting out a long sigh of relief to be done with his King duties. It was really late and he didn't blame the sleeping Queen for dozing off as he kept him company. He actually couldn't help but smile at the gentle raise and fall of his chest and how peaceful Arthur looked. He walked up to place his hands on both sides of the messy blonde hair.

"Arthur." He softly spoke breathing in the soft scent of tea and roses that radiated from the royal's very being. "My Queen." His lips barely graced the soft cheek and the sleeping man just let out a small mumble shifting slightly on the chair. "Sweetheart." Alfred kissed the warm cheek and caressed the other. "You'll find the bed a lot more comfortable." Another kiss. "Baby, get up." Arthur's eyes fluttered opened and the emerald orbs hazed over by sleep looked at him.

"Don't call me that." He mumbled and Alfred chuckled nodding and letting him sit straight on the chair. He hid a yawn with his gloved hand and the King took the book he had fallen asleep reading and placed it on the desk. "Finished?"

"Yup. Yao has taken it with him now." He grinned and Arthur gave a sleepy smiled at him. "Let us go to bed now, my Queen." He helped him to stand and held him close for a moment. "Can you stay awake long enough or should I carry you there?"

"Mhmm." The smaller man leaned against the other's chest and buried his face on his warmth.

"Carry you it is." Alfred chuckled setting his arms under him and hoisting him up. Arthur let out a soft yelp and brought his arms around the broad shoulders of the young King and pressing his face on his neck.

They made their way to their shared chambers quietly. Only the guards on patrol were still awake and they stood still while the Royals crossed their path.

Alfred excused the guard at the door of his antechamber after having the doors opened for them. He walked to the actual bedroom and gently set Arthur down on the duvet. The hold on the King's neck remained making him smile and give the Queen a kiss on the side of his temple.

"We can't change like this." He undid the bow on the Queen's chest and took the small top hat perched on the blond hair, setting it and the ribbon on the bench at the foot of the bed. The hold on him loosed and he grabbed Arthur's hands bringing them together and giving them a soft kiss. "Thank you."

Arthur looked at him still half asleep and allowed the King to take his coat off before kneeling before him and working on his knee high boots. He always thought the young King enjoyed the act a bit too much even if their undressing was not leading anywhere but actual sleep. The content smile on the blue eyed man spoke for his actions and Arthur reached for the glasses perched on King's nose. Smiling at finally seeing the King look the age he acted. The glasses made him look somewhat older but without them, the big blue eyes shone bright with innocence and innovation. The King had a round face, barely getting a more defined jawline. He truly was an oversized child.

"Hey." Alfred exclaimed with mirth in his voice as he reached to get them back and Arthur smiled holding them away. He loved his King just so.

"Stop staring at my legs." The King stuck out his tongue in a childish manner and grabbed both legs pulling them up against his chest, making the Queen fall back on top of the blankets.

"I love your legs. So long and sexy." He caressed the soft skin under the fabric of the trousers which made shivers run up the Queen's spine. He chuckled noticing it and opened them in order to crawl up to kiss Arthur. The Queen smiled and wrapped his legs around the King's back and pulling him closer.

"They come in handy." He simply said when Alfred smirked down at him. He chuckled when he was hugged and grabbed his face to give open mouthed kissed to the King's lips. He sighed when Alfred parted his lips and took control, pushing him further into the sheets.

Alfred broke the kiss to breath and started to minister wet kisses to the soft pale neck beneath him. His hands roamed and pulled at fabric to reach warm skin. Arthur closed his eyes catching his breath and looked up at the ceiling before closing his eyes when soft calloused fingers began tracing his stomach. His heart began speeding again when the kisses traveled up his neck and near his ear only to travel down again. His eyebrows furrowed at that and when the hands settled firmly on his sides just as the kisses reached above his navel, his eyes shot open and he pushed himself up on his elbows.

"D-don't you dare." He warned and struggled to get away, kicking and pushing. "ALFRED! NO!" He shouted as his arms were gripped and placed above his head and his legs pinned down. "P-please! Stop!" His stomach clenched in knowledge of what was to come. Alfred grinned and took a deep breath, exaggerating the action to make Arthur freeze before giving more panic to his struggling. He then dove in blowing hard against the pale skin making Arthur shriek.

"Artiiie." Alfred chuckled holding his red cheek and lay down next to the ball of sheets hiding the fuming Queen. "Come on, babe. I apologized already." He wrapped an arm over the sheets and pulled the male close to him.

"Sod off you wanker!" Arthur demanded but didn't pull away and Alfred nuzzled the sheets until they were face to face. "My stomach bloody hurts thanks to you." His face still colored from the attack.

"You know, you're too sensitive." He smiled at the death glare and wrapped his legs and arms around him nuzzling the Queen's neck. "Now you're awake though so…" Arthur's eyes widened as he felt kisses going towards his ears.

The King could be so cruel and knew just how torture his Queen.

The Queen in return knew just how to keep him captive.

End (...or is it?)

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