Music to My Ears

Pairing: America/Japan
Line: "Where the fuck did that clown come from?"

Requested by reincarnatedrainbow. The line itself doesn't feature in the fic, but I like to think it brought out the theme nicely enough. Hope you like it (◡‿◡✿)


Alfred quickly unwrapped Kiku of his clothes. He shucked up his shirt, unclasped his belt, undid his flies and slid his hands into the waistband of his boxer shorts, pulling them smoothly down his legs. Kiku was still fighting to yank off his shirt when Alfred dipped down to kiss him between his legs.

He gave a gasp at that, his feet kicking out. He finally got his shirt shrugged off as Alfred grasped him by his thighs and kissed him again, tongue flicking out to lick the tip of his hardening cock.

Alfred gave a wide, white-teethed grin as his blue eyes searched out Kiku's with a suggestive look. Kiku watched with bated breath, staring transfixed, as Alfred wrapped his lips around his cock and gave it a suck.

The young man wasn't one for patience or foreplay. He had closed those magnificently blue eyes of his as he worked, swallowing down Kiku's length with practiced ease, and Kiku fell back into the pillows with a sigh.

Alfred's mouth was a warm, wet sheath around his arousal, with a talented tongue that was furiously mapping the texture of his cock. If he had a complaint for his young companion, it was perhaps that he moved rather too quickly and was a little careless with his teeth. But these were small complaints. As he bucked and raised his back into a delicious arch, pressing more of himself into Alfred's pliant and eager mouth, a moan broke from his lips, low but distinctly pleasured.

He clasped a hand over his mouth, colour crawling up his face and down his neck. The walls were thin and his neighbours were going to hear him if he wasn't careful. To his horror, Alfred had taken his groan as incentive to work even more enthusiastically than before. Pinning Kiku down by his thighs, he finished a hot, panting drag of his tongue along the underside of his cock before wrapping his lips over the tip once more, supping on the pale precum that had beaded there.

He held Kiku in a bright-eyed stare as he swallowed him whole and began to hum. Kiku bit into his lip to keep from crying out.

Music! he thought suddenly. I can put on some music!

It wouldn't do much to stop himself from being so wanton, but it would mask the noise for his neighbours. Cheering on his brainwave, Kiku patted around for his mobile phone (it was never out of reach), flipped it open, tapped a few buttons to open up his Walkman, and hit play.

Ra da da da da da da da circus!

They both froze, Alfred mid-suck.

Da da da da da da da da afro!

Kiku was now fumbling to shut it off, cursing under his breath, but the phone buzzed merrily out of his hand and clattered to the floor, vibrating noisily along the hardwood.

Circus afro! Circus afro!

Polka dot polka dot polka dot afro!


Needless to say, the mood was royally ruined for Kiku. Alfred had a good laugh and was ready for Round 2 in almost no time, but Kiku wasn't so Alfred had to jerk off on his own.

Happily, watching Alfred jerking off put Kiku back in the mood so all was well eventually.