Arthur was laying in the hospital bed, breathing through a tube, and Alfred was sitting next to him staring at him intently. Alfred had been told earlier from Arthur's doctor that he had lung cancer. Arthur had been having this for years apparently, which explained to Alfred why he always drank pomegranate juice, pomegranate juice is said to help postpone lung cancer a bit.
But for some reason it actually was getting worse, and the doctors couldn't explain it, and all Arthur told them about were the couple things that the coach had him do to help him with his grade. But the doctors figured there was more that he wasn't telling them, but even when they tried to pry, Arthur never said anything besides the exercises.
Alfred stayed right by Arthur's side while he was lying in the hospital bed, his parents were there earlier but had to leave do to emergencies that happened at work for both of them. But no matter what happened Alfred stayed right next to him. Mathew came a little later to check on them, and at the moment was in the hospitals cafeteria getting him some food since he hadn't eaten.
Alfred was holding Arthur's hand and refused to let go till he saw is eyes open again, and if they didn't Alfred would be blaming himself for the rest of his life. Finally the doctor came in and said with a warm reassuring smile, "Don't worry, this happens to him quite often and he'll be fine in a few more minutes."
Alfred nodded, and turned his attention back to Arthur. 'Please Artie...come back to me...I know the doctor said you will but...' Alfred thought to himself. At that moment Mathew came back into the room with a small tray of food for Alfred and him.
"Come one Al, Arthur wouldn't want you to starve yourself." Alfred turned to see Mathew and smiled slightly, "Yeah I know." He still never let go of Arthur's hand as he grabbed something from the tray and took a small bite of it.
Arthur started to wake up a moment later. Mathew poked Alfred's shoulder to get his attention to point to Arthur. He jumped up from his seat, "Artie! You're okay! Thank God!" Arthur looked at him as if surprised, and said quietly, "Of course I am, git..."
His voice was hoarse from not talking for a while, the doctor walked in that moment to go check on him, "Ah Arthur you're awake, good. I was just coming in to check on you. How are you feeling?" The doctor reclined Arthur's bed to put it in a more up-right position, "I feel fine I suppose, how long was I out this time?"
This time? THIS TIME? they were talking about this like they were talking about the freakin weather! This basically got Alfred questioning how many times Arthur tended to do this.
After talking for bit the doctor left the room to call his parents and tell them that he was alright, Alfred looked at Arthur and asked, "How many times does this tend to happen?...And how come you never told me about it?"
Arthur looked at Alfred and blushed at the serious look on his face, "W-Well...it usually happens at lest once a month...at most once a week...And I didn't tell you because...I didn't feel that you needed to know." Alfred slammed his hands in the side of the bed making both Arthur and Mathew jump.
"DIDN'T FEEL I NEEDED TO KNOW?! Arthur...I thought I was you're friend...friends tell each other these things..." Mathew decided to leave the room at that moment as to not get in the way, although he seemed to be long forgotten.
Arthur was quiet for a moment then finally spoke, "I don't tell anyone this...because...I don't have very long...and...I didn't want it to be hard to leave...it was hard enough with my parents when they found out I had this...and now..because you ARE my friend...its going to be harder to leave..."
Alfred was trying not to cry when Arthur told him that he wouldn't be alive even long enough to get to college. "Arthur..." Alfred started to say with his head down, he had to stop because if he tried to get any further in that sentence he may brake down. "Alfred it's fine, I know...you won't want to be my friend anymore now huh? I understand..."
Alfred lifted his head up as fast as he could and said, "But I do still want to be your friend! And to tell you the truth...I was going to tell you something else actually..." Alfred started as Arthur looked at him with curiosity, "What is it Alfred?"
Alfred took in a deep breath and gently took Arthur's hand in his his, "I was going to say that...I ….I think..I like you Arthur.." Arthur got a huge blush on his face. Alfred just chuckled at his reaction and asked, "Is...that alright?"
Arthur got even more flustered and spoke as if his words were just jumbled together, "NO! I-I mean yes you- well no, w-waityoucna't, but how..." Arthur calmed himself down and said, "Alfred you can't...you don't want to like a dying boy...do you? Because I know I wouldn't."
Alfred just chuckled and after kissing Arthur's hand, making the Brit blush again, "I'm sure. In fact, I'm more than sure, I'm positive." Arthur kept the blush on his face and said, "Well...then I guess it's okay to do this then..." Arthur then leaned close to Alfred's face and gently kissed his bottom lip.
Alfred's face burst into a huge blush, and before Arthur could get too far away Alfred leaned forward to make the kiss a little longer. Arthur's eyes widened for a moment but calmed down and gently kissed him back.
It was an innocent kiss and neither of them wanted it to end, sadly it had to when they heard a small cough behind them. They parted with matching blushes as they saw Mathew standing behind Alfred. They all just smiled at each other and laughed.
Later that night Arthur was allowed to leave the hospital, and Alfred offered for him to stay at his place. Arthur blushed at the offer and said that he would ask his parents if it was alright. When he called his parents they just wanted to make sure that Arthur had his medications and some pomegranate juice.
Alfred said that they could make a quick stop at the store to get the juice, and Arthur said that the doctor gave him more of his medication. His parents said it was alright, so Arthur was allowed to stay at Alfred's that night.
When they got to Alfred's house Arthur suggested he stay on the couch and Alfred just laughed and said that he would be sleeping in his bed with him. And with a blush on his face Arthur agreed.
Alfred was sitting on his bed waiting for Arthur to come out of the bathroom from changing. Since Arthur went to his house straight from the hospital Arthur didn't have a chance to get his pajamas, Alfred lent him the smallest T-shirt he had and some pajama shorts. He lent him shorts because he said he didn't have any kind that were pants besides what he wore, but really he just wanted to see more of Arthur's legs than he did earlier that day.
Arthur finally came out of the bathroom and Alfred had the biggest blush, because Arthur was absolutely A.D.O.R.A.B.L.E! He stood there in the doorway with the T-shirt that was two sizes too big on him, the shorts that were lent to him, you could only see the bottom of them. And is bare legs just looked so small but looked like they had plenty of muscles, and were so incredibly white!
Arthur blushed when he noticed Alfred staring at him, but Alfred never looked away. Alfred smiled as he patted the spot on the bed next to him. Arthur slowly walked over to the spot that Alfred had suggested him to, but maybe an inch or two further than the spot.
Alfred huffed and scooted closer to Arthur making him blush even more. Mathew had already fallen asleep by the time Arthur finished getting changed. Alfred leaned close to Arthur and whispered, "So Artie, whadaya say? You want to give me a chance? You know...as a bf?" Arthur shuddered at Alfred's warm breathe on his ear and said, "I-I suppose..."
Arthur turned to face Alfred and slowly leaned closer to kiss Alfred again. They started to get a little more intimate with the kiss and soon enough were making out. Alfred's hand started to wander eager to feel more of the delicate Brit, but Arthur stopped him mid-way, "Not yet..alright love?" Alfred looked a little disappointed but just smiled and agreed, especially after remembering Mathew was still in the room, then they both crawled into the bed.
Once under the blankets Alfred grabbed Arthur and brought him to his chest snuggling him close. Arthur chuckled at Alfred's affectionate gesture and returned it by snuggling closer. Alfred kissed Arthur's forehead before falling into a peaceful sleep.
Alfred woke up first the next morning, when he looked next to him and saw the sleeping face of his new British boyfriend and he smiled warmly. He held him closer before getting a good look at his face. The first thing that caught his eye of course were Arthur's abnormally big eyebrows, Alfred chuckled as he thought they we pretty cute on him and when his eyes are actually open, the emerald green from his eyes commented his brows well.
He gently brushed Arthur's hair out of his face, and saw a very light brush of freckles on his face. Alfred smiled even more and gently caressed his cheek. Arthur made a small movement closer to the hand on his cheek, and opened his eyes slightly.
When Alfred saw the emerald orbs looking at him he smiled and kissed his eye lid. "Morning sunshine." Alfred whispered to him. Arthur didn't seem like much of a morning person on a regular basis, but when Alfred kissed his eye lid he smiled slightly and snuggled closer into his boyfriends chest.
"Good Morning." He said in a hoarse voice. Alfred looked at him worried and said, "Is your voice always like that in the morning, or should I be worried? I mean I'll be worrying like crazy anyway but still." Arthur chuckled at Alfred's worry and gently kissed his lips, effectively shutting him up, before saying, "It's always like this love, it just takes a minute or two for it to go back to normal."
Alfred still looked worried but didn't dwell on it anymore. Arthur suddenly went into a coughing fit and Alfred started to freak out. "Artie are you alright?!" Arthur kept coughing for another minute before finally calming down.
Arthur had been coughing into his hand and once he stopped he hid it before Alfred could see anything that may have come from the coughing. Since Alfred didn't see his hand or the bit of red on it, he just smiled when Arthur looked at him again smiling.
"I'm alright love." Arthur said. Alfred sighed still smiling at him, Arthur then started to freaked out, "Oh bloody hell, we're going to be late for school!" Alfred just burst into laughter and Arthur looked over at him with a scowl and said, "What is so funny?"
Alfred calmed his laughing down enough to tell Arthur that it was Saturday. Arthur gave him a blank stare then started laughing himself, he fell onto the bed and Alfred started laughing again and fell backwards onto the bed as well, laying next to Arthur.
Then they looked at each other and smiled, Arthur then noticed that Mathew wasn't in the room with them and asked, "Where's your brother?" Alfred was never found of calling Mathew his step-bother and left it as Arthur had called him. He shrugged and said, "He probably went out already."
Arthur just nodded in agreement, figuring that whatever Alfred said about Mathew was true enough. Alfred then spotted something shinning on Arthur's neck, he reached over and carefully pulled it out of the shirt Arthur had on to get a better look at it.
It was a skinny gold chain and at the end of the chain was a beautiful shell. "Wow, this is amazing, where did you get this?" Arthur looked at the shell in Alfred hand and said, "I found it." Alfred looked over at him and said, "You found this? How? I have never found a shell this nice before, there is no way you found this here."
Arthur just chuckled and said, "I found it here yes, and I found it the first time I went surfing." "WAITWITWAIT!...you surf?" Alfred interrupted.
Arthur stopped seeming to catch himself on what he said, he stared at Alfred for a moment before sighing and saying, "Yes I surf...well..did. But anyway...when I first went surfing, I started coughing and fell off my board, and after getting help from the lifeguard back to shore, I looked to the side of me and saw the shell.
I picked it out of the sand and held onto it when the lifeguard came back to check on me. And I have had it ever since...it's my most prized possession." Alfred looked from Arthur to the shell and back to Arthur before asking, "Why do you care about this shell so much? I admit that its a nice shell, because I know I would have kept it but, why is it so precious to you?"
Arthur smiled and gently took the shell in his hand before saying, "I was suppose to die that day you know...but I didn't...and any other time that something really bad had happened I had the shell with me and it made it better some way somehow. It's brought me luck ever since the day I found it."
Alfred was listening intently to Arthur's story, and when he was done Alfred smiled warmly at Arthur and took the shell in his hand again before saying, "I'm really glad you found this then...otherwise I wouldn't have the amazing boyfriend I do now." He kissed the shell and looked up at Arthur's blushing face and smiled before leaning up and kissing Arthur's delicate lips.
When they parted Arthur looked away guiltily, "Whats wrong babe?" Arthur looked back at Alfred and said, "You know...when you first asked me to be your boyfriend I thought you were teasing me..." Alfred looked at him in disbelief and said, "How could you think that?"
Arthur blushed and said, "Well that time...with my ear...you didn't seem to take any of what I was feeling into consideration and I just figured that you were just poking fun at it...so when you asked me at the hospital I was going to say no...but I thought to give you a chance. And when I kissed you, and you kissed me back...I realized that you weren't poking fun..."
Alfred just kept staring at Arthur in pure disbelief, "Arthur, when I say something, like what I said to you, it's true. I would never joke about something like that." Arthur looked at him again and smiled, Alfred smiled back and leaned in to kiss him again.
Arthur complied and leaned in to meet in the middle. They separated and smiled at each other before Alfred got a serious look on his face, "What is it?" Arthur asked. Alfred looked at him and asked, "Hey Artie? ...How did you get lung cancer?" "Oh well um...I've had it for as long as I can remember really, so I'm not really sure, all I know is that, I have it."
Alfred couldn't help but feel horrible, he had never felt so helpless to someone so important to him. But he decided to try and let it it go, and he put on a smile and stood up.
Arthur looked at him curiously and said, "What are you doing?" Alfred chuckled before taking his shirt off and said, "Getting ready to go to the beach, you are suppose to be teaching me things about surfing right?"
Arthur blushed once Alfred took his shirt off and looked away and said, "R-Right..." Alfred chuckled and walked over to Arthur still with his shirt off. Arthur blushed harder the closer a shirtless Alfred got.
Alfred leaned forward and took Arthur's hand before putting it on his chest where his heart was. Arthur looked up at Alfred as he was feeling his heart beat.
Ba-bump
Ba-bump
Ba-bump
Arthur kept his hand there for another moment, then looked at Alfred's chest, before moving his hand around on the muscular sun-kissed chest. Alfred let out a small gasp when Arthur started moving, Arthur looked up at him thinking he may have done something wrong. But when Alfred just smiled at Arthur in a sign that it was fine, Arthur continued to feel all around his chest.
While sitting on Alfred's bed, Arthur was about eye level with his stomach, his perfectly toned stomach with barely an inch of fat on it. Arthur seemed in a trance and didn't seem to be paying attention to what he was doing.
Alfred however, even thought he looked calm, was freaking out in his head, 'Oh crap...if he keeps this up, I don't know if I can wait for his okay before I just tackle him...'
Arthur wasn't paying full attention to Alfred's reactions so he leaned forward and laid a gently kiss right below Alfred's navel. Before Alfred could do anything Arthur stood up and started to get ready to go. Alfred calmed himself for a moment before turning to Arthur and saying, "That was just to be mean wasn't it?"
Arthur tried to hide his chuckle before he said, "I don't know what you're talking about." Alfred laughed then walked over to Arthur and wrapped his arms around his waist. Arthur leaned into the hug as Alfred laid his head on Arthur's shoulder.
"Artie? Can I keep you?" Arthur looked at Alfred's face behind him, and they both stared at each other for a moment before Arthur leaned toward Alfred to kiss him.
When they separated Arthur said in a quiet whisper, "...yes..." Alfred smiled and kissed Arthur shoulder before suggesting that they actually get ready now so Alfred could practice his surfing. Arthur got dressed into the same clothes he wore the other day before going to the hospital and they both headed down to the beach.
When they got to the beach there were a lot of people there practicing their surfing as well. "Jeez I don't know if I can even get in there with all these people." Arthur just chuckled and patted Alfred's shoulder to give him a gentle shove to go, "Just get out there, as best you can between everyone, and show me some of your moves alright?"
Alfred smiled and headed out into the water, while paddling he couldn't help but think back to Arthur in the hospital bed, it was something he never wanted to see then and never wanted to see again, but he knew that if he stayed with Arthur, he would have to.
He tried to block out those thoughts when a wave was coming at him. In the surfing competition, what the judges mainly looked for were tricks, the more complicated the tricks the more points you got. So mainly what Alfred was trying to do was bring out any of the tricks he knew and then move on to the more complex ones.
When Alfred got on the waves everyone watched, and everyone cheered when he did a trick. Alfred didn't think that his already known tricks needed praise, he got enough of it already, he wanted praise for a knew trick he could do.
But he didn't exactly want to try a new trick and wipe out in front of a bunch of people that praised him, so he did all he could on each wave before coming back on the shore.
Alfred got swarmed by many people wanting to talk to him and ask how he did the tricks that he did, and he just wanted all those people out of the way so he could get to Arthur. When he spotted the Brit standing way behind everyone with his arms crossed and just watching all of this, Alfred pushed through everyone to get to him.
When he got to him he asked, "So, how did I do?" Arthur thought for a moment before saying, "Your form is a little sloppy, and I saw that you almost fell on that third wave while doing one of your tricks." Once everyone heard that there was a gasp in the audience behind Alfred.
The fan base behind him was about to bad-mouth Arthur for his insults. But Alfred just smiled and said, "Alright, I'll go try them again." and headed out to the water. Everyone just stood there with their mouths open.
Unfortunately the crowd thought that Alfred was too nice of a guy to do what they thought he should have done...
When Alfred came back onto the beach, he didn't see Arthur anywhere. He looked around and everywhere he looked he couldn't find him, finally he decided to go to the restrooms on the beach to see if he was there.
Sure enough he was there, but not in the shape he would like to see him in. Arthur had a bloody nose that he was currently trying to stop bleeding and a cut on his lip and a few bruises here and there, and you could even see a black eye forming.
Alfred looked at him in horror, "Arthur, what happened to you?!" Arthur spit up some blood into the sink and looked at Alfred, "It's fine Alfred, I deal with this all the time, it's just what I get for speaking my mind in front of people. This is why I never talk during school, because of my smart remarks..." Arthur chuckled then went into a coughing fit and it looked difficult for him to breathe.
Alfred was standing next to him trying to help in any way he could. "How can you let them do this to you Arite?" Alfred said while wiping some of the blood off of Arthur's lip once the coughing calmed down. Arthur just chuckled and said, "I always figure why stop them? I'm going to die soon any way so why not just let them do whatever they feel like..."
"Don't talk like that Artie! No matter what, they had no right to do this! ….And stop talking about you dieing...you're not gonna die..." Arthur didn't say anything, and just let Alfred help clean him up.
Alfred was not happy, not happy at all. How dare they do this to his boyfriend! Well Alfred wasn't going to stand for it, but he couldn't do anything about it with Arthur there, so after cleaning him up Alfred offered to take him home.
Once Arthur was back home safely, Alfred decided to go back to the beach to have a little "talk" with the guys who did this to Arthur.
The day after that incident wasn't the best for the guys who beat Arthur up, and they even apologized to him when they got to school the Monday after. Arthur looked at them curiously and accepted their apologies before they ran off freaked out. Arthur later asked Alfred what was wrong with them and Alfred just laughed, said it was nothing, and continued on with the day.
A week later after that Alfred had kept seeing that surfer night after night, and each night kept getting closer and close to finding out who it was, but every time he felt he was closer to finding it out, he was actually further from the truth.
The only nights he didn't see the surfer is when he had Arthur over and that was because he didn't care to look for him while Arthur was there, all he cared about was Arthur. And all throughout that week Arthur's coughs seemed to be getting progressively worse and Alfred still felt so helpless since he couldn't do anything for him.
It was finally Saturday again and one more week till the surfing competition and Alfred had gotten a little better with the tricks thanks to Arthur's help, Alfred was certainly curious of how Arthur knew so much about surfing but he didn't really care, as long as he knew, and that's whats made Alfred happy.
That Saturday Mathew had gone to a friends house, his dad had to leave for a while and his step-mom had to stay at the hotel she worked at for the night because there was something big happening that needed the night to prepare for and she would be staying at the hotel to help out the whole day after.
So Alfred and Arthur had the whole house to themselves, and Alfred was determined to make love to Arthur that night, he found that he and Arthur really loved each other and he wanted it to be a little more intimate between them. And the whole week had been torture for him too, each time Arthur came over he never had time to pack any clothes, or he just wouldn't knowing how Alfred would act, so he would borrow a shirt and some pajama shorts from Alfred. And every time, Alfred wanted so badly to tackle him and do him right then and there. BUT every time...Arthur would stop him...
So this night Alfred was making sure that everything was perfect so that Arthur would have no excuse as to why they couldn't. Earlier in the week he had even gone out to get some lube, and that was an awkward trip, you can be sure of that.
When he was in the isle to get it, there were like fifteen people around so he stood in front of the containers for about twenty minutes till he just finally grabbed one that looked good enough, payed for it, and left as quickly as he could.
When he got home to get a closer look at what he got, he was pretty proud of himself for getting a really good one, and apparently it was a highly recommended one...from who, he wasn't sure he wanted to know...
'It was still awkward as hell buying the damn thing...' Alfred thought to himself as he waited for Arthur to get there. He had put the lube in the drawer right next to his bed so that it would be easy to get to. But the hard part now, was to be able to ask Arthur at the right moment if they could.
He wanted to find a way to get Arthur so aroused that he would really want it. So the whole week he had been thinking of ways to do that, his biggest idea was help from the sky that night, it was suppose to be the most beautiful that night, more so than any other night.
And he checked the weather report for the night the whole week to see if it would change at all, The night was suppose to be clear, so much so that you could see the stars.
Alfred paced about the room waiting for Arthur to arrive so when he heard the door bell he rushed to the door, but he didn't answer it right away...didn't want to seem as excited as he was, have to keep cool.
When he opened the door he gave a huge smile when he saw his boyfriend and Arthur gave a smile in return, "Hey babe." Alfred said. As soon as Arthur walked through the door Alfred had him in his arms and their lips connected.
When they parted Arthur looked at him a bit odd, Alfred looked at him worried, 'Crap! Did I already mess it up?' Alfred thought to himself, "What? Did I do something wrong?" He finally asked. Arthur kept looking at him and said, "No..it's just..for some reason that kiss felt...different."
Alfred still looked at him worried and asked, "In a bad way or..." "No no not...bad...in a..really good way actually." Alfred smiled at the answer and decided to try and remember that for later. "Well then, shall we begin our evening?" Arthur smiled sweetly at him and said, "Alright."
The whole night was going exactly as Alfred had planned, they had dinner that Alfred had cooked just minutes before Arthur arrived so it was still hot and perfect. After they were to watch a movie that was meant to set the mood, and by the time the movie ended the sky was suppose to be perfect.
As they were watching the movie it came to the very couple-y part and Alfred was going to attempt to make a move. Alfred didn't want to make it a stupid kind of subtle, so he just wrapped his arm around Arthur and brought him close to him, an Arthur didn't seem to be complaining.
In fact Arthur scooted in closer to Alfred and snuggled in close. Arthur looked up at Alfred and Alfred looked down at him and smiled. Alfred leaned down and kissed Arthur, they sat there just kissing each other, and it didn't stay just on their lips. Alfred kissed Arthur eye lids, and Arthur kissed his cheeks, and they both continued just kissing the others face. The kisses traveled and kept going and every time they separated it wasn't even a second before they were at it again.
By the time the movie ended Alfred's hand had been traveling and Arthur didn't seem to be stopping him this time, it seemed Arthur was just as eager, holding tightly onto Alfred's shirt proved that.
Alfred peeked an eye open to see through the window to they sky outside. He smiled into the kiss when he saw that it was dark and the moon was out. He parted them and Arthur looked disappointed, but Alfred just smiled and stood up with his hand held out to Arthur.
"Come on, I want to show you something." The way Alfred said it, just sent shivers down Arthur's spine, Alfred smiled warmly as Arthur took his hand. As they walked to Alfred's room, there were so many feelings going through him all at once. He was nervous, excited, worried, happy, and so much more, he didn't know which one to go with.
When they arrived to his room, he brought Arthur to the big double doors in the room. The room had double doors that led to the deck that Alfred and Mathew had jumped off of about a week ago to see the mysterious surfer.
As they walked Arthur just kept staring at Alfred, till Alfred opened the doors to the deck. Arthur looked out and gasped. Alfred smiled at his reaction, and as Arthur walked to the edge of the deck Alfred just stood there for a moment watching him.
Alfred slowly walked up behind Arthur and held him by the waist while he leaned his head next to Arthur's. Arthur leaned into his touch and Alfred smiled and kissed his cheek. Alfred started to kiss everything he could reach, which included Arthur's neck and shoulder.
Arthur spread his neck so Alfred could get more of it and Alfred smiled. He continued kissing Arthur's neck and shoulder and finally getting to his ear, he heard Arthur let out a small moan. Alfred looked at Arthur's face, and was aroused within a second
His face showed want and desire, and Alfred wanted it so bad he finally said, "I want to make love to you tonight..." Arthur looked at him for a moment and kissed him passionately, when they parted Arthur said, "Alright..."
Alfred felt over-joyed to hear that, and immediately began kissing Arthur again, but this time with more vigor. Arthur kissed back just as eager, Alfred's hands traveled downward and brought them both closer so they could feel each other more intimately.
They started to dry hump each other before Arthur, keeping their lips connected said in a whisper that was slightly out of breathe, "Bed." And that was all that was required for Alfred to pick Arthur up as his legs wrapped around Alfred's waist. He walked them to the bed, took both their shirts off, and carefully laid Arthur onto it as well as himself, all while never breaking the kiss.
Alfred finally broke it for them to get air and stared at Arthur for a moment with the Brit staring right back at him. The way the light of the moon was shining down on Arthur made his gorgeous green eyes, that were staring at his blue ones, stand out so much more than normal. Arthur may have had pale skin but in the light of the moon, it made that pale skin radiate beautifully.
Alfred finally said, "Wow...you're so...beautiful..." Arthur blushed and brought him down for another kiss. When they broke apart Arthur said, "No one has ever told me that...thank you..." Alfred smiled and kissed Arthur's lips again before kissing his face, then his neck.
Then Alfred had a thought cross his mind, "Hey Artie...have you done this before?" Arthur looked at him for a moment before saying, "Well...yes, once before...why?" Alfred blushed at the answer, "Well ya see...I haven't exactly...-" "You've never had sex before?" Arthur asked bluntly.
Alfred blushed even more at the bluntness and said in a small whisper, "Not really...no..." Arthur just chuckled and grabbed Alfred's chin to bring his face to look at him and kissed his forehead before saying, "Don't worry love, I'll walk you through it alright? So don't be nervous."
Alfred looked at him curious and said, "W-who said I was nervous?" Arthur laughed this time and said, "Your body, it's so tense! So just relax alright poppet?" Alfred chuckled and smiled warmly at him and said, "Alright..."