Nice to meet you again! Chapter 4, a hetalia - axis powers fanfic

- Chapter 4 -

"Do you think I will remember all of this?" Arthur asked and turned to Alfred, laying one hand on his chest and poking
his belly with the other one. Alfred shrugged, "I don't know", he said, "I hope so. This was an awesome day till now."
He looked at Arthur's green eyes and smiled. Arthur smiled back and nestled against Alfred's shoulder, hugging his
big arm. "Maybe…", Alfred muttered, "We can make it more memorable" his smile widened and his eyes started to glisten.
Arthur's heart skipped a beat and he nodded speechlessly. He looked up to Alfred. He was a large guy with broad
shoulders which were really comfortable to lie on. Arthur could imagine him wearing a super hero suite and saving beautiful
women out of a super villain's claws. He would look so good. His broad shoulder would look even better and his chest
muscles would really stand out as if the suit was just painted on to his skin. His thoughts were going crazy at the moment
and he shook his head to get the fantasy of Alfred's muscles to go away. At that moment he saw Alfred shaking his head
as well. "What did you think about?", he asked shyly. Alfred blushed, which wasn't visible in the almost-dark, and
answered "You…" He stammered a little finding the right words, "Just tell him already", he whispered to himself.
"I thought about you. The way you… played with my hair… And the moment you fell on me this afternoon!" the words
burst out of his mouth. Arthur looked surprised but not shocked. "I can't remember that much of this afternoon",
he muttered shyly, "What exactly… was so special about it…?", he asked and Alfred blushed even more.
"I… you know…" he murmured, "Just the way you were… You were acting so cute and innocent like a little kitten.",
he said and now it was Arthur's turn to blush.

"You were touching my hair strand," Alfred muttered, "you know what that did to me?" Arthur shook his head slowly
and stared at the strand. "What is it with that thing, anyway?" Arthur asked and attempted to poke it. Alfred quickly
grabbed the Brit's wrist and held his arm as far from his head as he could. Arthur twitched and yanked his arm out of
Alfred's grip. "What was that?" he asked surprised, and Alfred blushed. "This one strand of hair you find so amusing...",
he began explaining, "well... That's basically my..." He quickly murmured something unclear and he felt himself blushing
even more. His cheeks looked similar to tomatoes now and were getting warmer and warmer. Arthur looked at him with
a half smile and dragged himself on top of Alfred. "What did you say?", he asked, innocently looking at the American's red
face, "I couldn't understand that last word you said. It sounded like... Ero... Something something?" Alfred shut his mouth
and pressed his lips together to signalize Arthur that he refused to say it. Arthur wiggled on top of Alfred and started
tickling him, "come on!", he laughed like a little kid, "tell me! Don't be so shy!" Alfred tried grabbing

Arthur's wrists again but failed at first attempt. After some struggling he managed to turn tables. Now he was the one to
sit on top of his bushy eyebrowed friend and he poked him everywhere he didn't protect himself with his arms. Arthur
twitched under Alfred, and didn't stop giggling. He was so innocent right now. He had never been this cute before.
Alfred laughed and continued poking, until he saw one of Arthur's pyjama buttons undid itself by the movement. A small
part of Arthur's chest was showing. Alfred stopped poking immediately. He stared at his friend's chest and swallowed.
Arthur himself didn't seem upset that Alfred stopped. He lay there, his arms spread from his body... panting. He had closed
his eyes and sweat pearls were visible on his forehead and neck. Alfred just sat there looking at him. 'So cute...
So innocent, so... vulnerable'. Then he couldn't hold it anymore. He slowly got down to Arthur's chest. He could smell his
musky manly, and certainly not unpleasant scent. He rested his hands on Arthur's upper arms and he slowly started opening
the other buttons with his mouth. One... By... One. Arthur was softly panting and kept his eyes closed. When Alfred got to
the last button he realized that he had reached Arthur's belly button. He looked at it admiringly and swallowed.
This was the moment. Would it be as sweet as he thought it would? To tease himself he didn't try it right away but started
off by kissing Arthur's damp skin around it. Arthur bend a little when he felt Alfred's lips caressing him. He started panting
more heavily as Alfred kissed the area between his belly button and the waistband of his pyjamas. Alfred closed his eyes
and slowly licked his upper lip. He got overwhelmed by the taste immediately. Salty... No. Sweet... No... Both... Delicious!
Alfred couldn't hold back from licking Arthur's belly button now. And waiting was worth it. Arthur groaned when Alfred's
warm wet tongue touched his skin and he felt his pants growing tighter. Right at that moment Alfred let go of his upper
arms and started pulling down Arthur's pants. His kisses seemed to follow his hands. Alfred lifted up Arthur's legs and laid
them over his shoulders. He slowly removed the pants from his owner and when he had one leg stripped down he caressed
it with soft slow kisses from Arthur's toes, to his knee, to the inner part of his tight. The Brit seemed to enjoy it because he
was groaning and bending and his boxer shorts started to form a bulge. Alfred smiled with closed eyes and kissed his
way back up again, not letting go of Arthur's legs. As he was on his way to Arthur's face, Arthur could feel the edge of
Alfred's Superman t- shirt touch his body softly. He shivered but instant warmth spread over his body as Alfred lay down
on him. Alfred kissed Arthur on the cheek and couldn't stop himself from whispering a "you taste awesome" in his ear.
Arthur smiled and opened his eyes to see Alfred's bright blue eyes staring into his'. "Really? Can I taste it?" Arthur asked
with a slight giggle in his voice. His little plan worked because Alfred now dragged Arthur into a very long wet French kiss.
'Wait a minute", he thought, 'French?', and he suddenly started to feel like he never felt before.
He thought about Francis taking a shower just a room next to his. They could actually hear the sound of it through the walls.
'What would it be like to be with both of them at once?' he caught himself thinking. He concentrated on Alfred's mouth and
tongue and started comparing it to Francis's French kiss. They were actually pretty similar but still different in so many ways.
And they certainly were both very addicting. Wouldn't it be the biggest pleasure to have them caressing him both at the
same time? He started feeling selfish and guilty only thinking of it, but he obviously didn't notice what was going on in Alfred's
mind. The exact same questions ran through Alfred's head. There was that thing going on between France and him that
hasn't been told yet. The time they had been drinking and talking after they brought England to bed, something else had
happened. Alfred had always wondered if a French kiss from an actual Frenchman would be better than any other person's
French kiss. France obviously offered himself to prove it to him. Yes, they had been kissing that evening and they really enjoyed it.
Alfred stopped kissing and lay down next to Arthur, their heads resting against each other. After half a minute of muteness, Alfred convinced himself taking the step to tell Arthur. "Erogenous zone" he said softly. Arthur turned his head, "what?"
he asked, surprised to hear Alfred's voice cut through the silence. "The word you couldn't understand. Erogenous
zone" Alfred muttered, "Do you know what that is?" Arthur shook his head, "Not really, no"
"An erogenous zone", he started quoting Wikipedia, "is an area of the human body that has heightened sensitivity:
The stimulation of it may result in sexual pleasure and even...", he stopped to see that Arthur was listening interested,
"...orgasm" That one last word gave him shivers down his spine and he could only whisper it because his voice left him
right that moment." And your hair is one of those...ero..genous zones?" Arthur asked with big eyes. Only that one strand",
Alfred said. Arthur hugged him but after a few seconds he let go of him again. "You have gotten awfully warm and sweaty,
mister!", Arthur puffed, and Alfred agreed. "You too,", he giggled, "Maybe we should just go take a shower, to cool down a bit."

- End of chapter 4 -

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