A/N: I'm so glad people like my OC Nicole. X3 I've tried very hard to make her fit in with the Hetalia characters but have her own distinct personality. I also have tried to make her presence known but also play as a background character and leave the main roles to Alfred and Arthur. Stories that have the random OC taking up too much attention when the story is supposed to revolve around a different pair of characters have always bothered me. Thanks for accepting her!
And also, sorry about making this story seems short but I've noticed that my stories tend to be around 11 or so chapters. I don't have many ideas to work with in this story (that I've thought of) so I'll have one more chapter after this one. If it makes you feel any better, I already have four other plot bunnies hopping around up in my cranium. I'll toss the ideas out at you guys in the last chapter and you all decide which one you want, okay?
I'm realizing only about now that I'm probably one of the faster updaters on here, aren't I? I've never really thought about it, but I feel that I have to update at least once a week or else I'm taking too long to update. XD I wonder if I'll get more reviews if I update slower…
Expect sexiness~
ONWARD!
Stirring and waking up inside a casket of warmth the next day very nearly convinced me not to get up, despite the annoying alarm clock going off announcing that it was time to wake up. I stretched my legs downwards and buried my face into my pillow of warmth, hoping to block out the sound before I began to sit up. But something blocked me from doing so. I glanced at my torso and saw strong arms wrapped protectively around it refusing to release their hold. I tried to escape again, reaching for the alarm clock. Luckily it was right on the bedside table and could I turn it off. Unfortunately I had not removed myself of my little parasite.
"Where're you goi'n?" Alfred slurred and pulled his arms tighter so I fell back into a position where he was spooning against me. He nuzzled the back of my head and sighed happily. I'm sure if he had a tail it would've been thumping away on my bed.
I ignored the heat that threatened to bloom on my cheeks and tried to pry his hands off. "It's a school day, Alfred. I must get ready for work." I removed one of the hands, but it instantly appeared again on another portion of my body and thus made my efforts pointless. I stopped struggling for now. My eyes were heavy. It was cold outside of my warm bed and Alfred was a beautiful heater and I was tempted to completely ignore school and just curl back up in his arms and sleep the day away. But I'm an adult and I had responsibilities.
With a swiftness I shouldn't have possessed so early in the morning, I broke free of his arms and instantly hated myself for doing such a thing as I stood freezing in just my boxers. This is why I always wore pyjamas to bed. Alfred whined and sat up to glare sleepily at me. "Come back to bed." He commanded with a pout and a stiff finger pointing down at the bed to show exactly where he wanted me.
I scoffed. "Go get dressed, Alfred. I need a shower." I opened my bedroom door and instantly my leech was back, his arms around my waist. I didn't like that he was being so clingy but he was so warm that I allowed it.
"I'll take one too!" He announced cheerfully.
"You may after me." I said and I broke his hold once again to cross the hallway to my bathroom.
"But that's wasting water. I'll take one with you!" Alfred grinned and kissed my cheek before entering the bathroom before me.
"No you most certainly will not!" I hissed softly. I didn't want to wake Peter. "I will take a shower by myself!"
Alfred whined. "Come on, Artie! It's not like I haven't seen anything before! I mean, I saw your ass last night and I've sucked you off before."
I bit back a screech and a blush. "Don't say things like that, you twit!"
Alfred frowned now, thinking. "Are you still ashamed to let me see you naked?" I didn't want to admit that that was partially it. It couldn't be helped. I was only human and I had not bathed with another since I was a little child. And back then it didn't matter if you shared a bath because you were only a child. But Alfred and I were (despite that Alfred didn't seem it) adults and the situation could easily get out of hand.
I looked away. "I just want to take a shower by myself, is all!"
Alfred took off his boxers and tossed them to the side. "We need to get you over your shame of being naked around others! That's going to be a hassle in the future!"
"How will that be a hassle?" I demanded. I hardly noticed him become naked. I was already completely inured to it.
"And anyway, I want to see how a shower works exactly." He examined the removable showerhead curiously.
I approached him. "You don't know how to shower?"
"I know how to shower; it's just that we always bathed in the river. We've never used one of these things before." He turned and smiled at me. He was begging me to let him in his own way and I found it difficult to resist those eyes. It was embarrassing but he had a point –he had practically already seen me naked (why did it bother me so much to allow him to see me naked when I had been naked in front of others like Francis before?) and he just wanted to discover how to use a shower, although it wasn't difficult.
I sighed and he cheered quietly knowing that he had won. "You had better make sure to not make much noise, Alfred. And we're not spending all day in here." I warned him. I didn't want to wake Peter and I still needed to get dressed and eat before I went to work.
"Sure!" He waited eagerly. I knew exactly what he was waiting for and flushed in embarrassment. As I turned away to pull off my boxers I imagined that he was going to eagerly look at my whole body which caused me to blush even more. I would be like a specimen to him. Instead when the clothing was removed and I turned back to him, his eyes didn't stray from my face. "See? Not so bad, right?"
I felt a little surprised. Perhaps Alfred was more mature than I had previously thought? "I suppose."
"Great!" He stepped into the bathtub and I joined him. I turned on the faucet and water began erupting as I adjusted it to the preferred heat. Alfred leaned over me and I stiffened at the full skin-to-skin body contact. My breathing sped up and I tried to ignore the thrill I felt. "So the water comes out there…" I glanced at his face to see if he was actually trying anything perverted (his penis was right there after all) but he actually was staring at the faucet in fascination. He really did want to learn how to use the shower.
"Step back; I want some space." I told him and turned on the showerhead. Alfred squeaked slightly at the jolt of cold water before it began to heat up. I chuckled and grabbed to the showerhead to spray him down. He was amazed and his grin was wide as he soaked his hair under the flow.
"It's like a crappy waterfall!" He said cheerfully over the noise and stepped closer to take the showerhead and spray me down. I made sure my hair was nice and wet before I grabbed the shampoo and poured some into my palm. I instructed Alfred to replace the showerhead and the two of us washed our hair before rinsing that out. "This shower's useful!" Alfred announced.
"That's why it was built, love." I stated, amused. He gazed at me silently before his hands slammed on either side of my head. I blinked in surprise. Alfred leaned forward and pressed his lips gently against mine before pushing more. I gasped and opened my mouth to allow our tongues began to flow against and around each other. I moaned softly, thrilled by the feeling of the cold tile against my back and the hot body pressing against me. I felt a little surprised that I wasn't bothered by our nudity any longer, but at the moment I didn't care.
I pulled away first. "Wait, stop." I pushed him away. "I said we can't take forever."
"We won't." Alfred smiled that sexy smile of his. I shivered and he pressed himself against me more. I could feel his arousal growing already.
"N-no!" I turned away from his hold and grabbed my washcloth and body wash. "I have work, Alfred."
Alfred pouted. "But I wanted to hear you moan." I gritted my teeth in embarrassment. Why did he have to be so blunt all of the time?
"I said no!" I firmly began washing my body. Alfred watched me and I could feel it. He whined softly.
"But Artie!" His arousal pressed into my hip as he turned me around into a hug. He kissed me once. "How can I resist when you look like this?" He asked seriously, gazing at me in a way that was not in the least innocent. I didn't know how I looked, but I watched the water from the showerhead run off of his hair and follow the shape of his face. My breathing felt uneven. I understood what he meant. This shower together was a bad idea. I knew that it would be, but I didn't listen to myself. And judging by the smile that was tempting to spread across Alfred's face as he no doubt saw my resolve fading he knew that it would lead to something like this. The devious little bastard.
I ignored Alfred's content grin as we exited the bathroom to go to my bedroom. I wiped off my mouth while blushing. I couldn't believe that I actually gave Alfred a blowjob in the shower. I glared at him, annoyed. "You're never taking a shower with me again."
The smile never faded as he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my shoulder while chuckling. "Don't be that way. You seemed happy enough as I was stroking your-"
"Stop saying such things!" I hissed, elbowing his stomach. I finished wiping my hair to dry it and dressed in my clothes for the day. Alfred picked up the school uniform he had worn yesterday and sniffed it.
"Hm. Still smells clean." He started to dress as I stared at him, disgusted.
"One of these days I'm going to wash all of the pack's clothes." I stated. I couldn't have my students running around in dirty clothes –especially since they lived in the forest.
"Hey, we wash our clothes!" Alfred objected, buttoning up his pants.
"In what, the river?"
"Yeah!"
"I'll have to wash them with actual soap." I rolled my eyes and walked downstairs with Alfred following after. The two of us had cereal before going out into my backyard. Alfred turned to me and kissed me. I returned it just as strongly. "I'll see you at school."
"We'll be there." Alfred grinned before turning and running into the forest.
During third block I was surprised to mark off both Kiku and Nicole as absent. The two were never absent. Or, I should say that they were never absent unless the whole pack was absent. Alfred, Matthew, and Gilbert were all here though chattering away like two of their packmates weren't gone. I wondered at first where the other couple of the pack could be before I remembered that Ludwig had asked them to help him with repairing the ship. A heavy weight fell upon my chest then at remembering the ship. I would have to bring up sooner or later to Alfred, but it felt difficult to even think about it.
The lunch bell rang and I asked (i.e. demanded) that Francis watch my class if I didn't make it back in time because there was no way I was going to eat this American school slop again. Not after I discovered my whole meal had consisted of reheated food that could hardly even be considered food. So I got into my car and I drove to that nice restaurant that I had taken the pack to the first time we all went out together. I was pleasantly surprised to find that the pack, plus the other pack, were in that restaurant as well and were chatting quite merrily.
I approached carrying my soup. "What are all of you doing here?" I questioned.
Alfred smiled upon seeing me. "Artie! What's up, dude?"
I scowled. "I asked a question."
"We decided to eat here for lunch." Matthew informed me as his brother took a large bite out of his bread.
I glanced around. "Hello." I greeted the other pack.
They said their greetings. "What are you doing here, Arthur? Brother informed us that you were a teacher at their school." Ludwig said. Alfred ushered his brother and Gilbert over and patted the seat beside him. I cautiously sat down.
"I decided to eat out for lunch instead of having the school food."
"I can understand why." Nicole scowled. "The cafeteria food is utterly dreadful. I was surprised I didn't die of some disease when I first tried it." We chuckled.
"Hey, it's not that bad!" Alfred objected. "I mean, it's better than Artie's food!" I punched him on the shoulder.
"Belt up! My cooking is just fine, thank you!"
"You're not welcome." Alfred laughed as I hit him again.
"Anyway, I thought you guys were leaving to the ship." Gilbert continued where their previous conversation had left off before I had arrived. I stopped attacking Alfred to listen.
"We will." Yao said, blowing on a spoonful of soup. "But we wanted to look around this town first."
"Yes, and Nicole was nice enough to show us this place!" Feliciano agreed merrily from his spot by Ludwig. His brother on the other side was glaring (when was he not?) at the blonde alien while Antonio had his arm around Lovino's shoulders. Lovino scowled when Feliciano crawled under Ludwig's arm and cuddled against him. I was amused by the tension there but decided that if I wanted to live I wouldn't become involved.
For a few minutes we talked about idle things like how the other pack lived in another town miles from here. I learnt that it was because there were shadows living in that town and so it was their duty to clean it. "Where exactly did these 'shadows' come from?" I asked.
"Alfred didn't tell you?" Gilbert asked, surprised. I shook my head.
"They, along with a number of other creatures from our planet system, crashed to the planet when we did." Ivan stated. He dipped his bread into his soup.
"You…crashed?" I was shocked and I looked at Alfred. He nodded at me.
"It's all because of this moron's driving!" Lovino growled, pointing at Alfred.
Alfred swallowed his food. "No it's not! The ship was malfunctioning! It wasn't because of my driving!"
"Alfred is the pilot of our ship." Kiku explained before I could ask. I was startled. I hadn't expected Alfred to be able to fly a spacecraft.
"But if you crashed, how did you survive? And with the creatures as well." I asked. "Shouldn't you have died upon entering the Earth's atmosphere?"
"That's not it." Alfred said and went on to explain because he was the captain, "We have escape vessels and stuff that we all used. And the container that had the creatures in it is super strong –about as strong as diamond, I think- so it survived the crash. You know the whole Roswell incident?"
I swallowed. "That was your ship?"
"Not my ship. The ship broke into many pieces. It was my escape pod, though." He laughed like it was nothing. Once again my mind was completely blown by these aliens. "It took me forever to find everybody else again."
"No shit. Most of us were across the planet, after all." Gilbert said.
"Across the planet?" I asked.
"Our escape pods all went in different directions because we didn't have enough time to plan a specific destination." Antonio spoke up and leaned forward on the table.
"Didn't you ever wonder why we all have different accents?" Matthew asked me. I nodded.
"Of course I did…I just never assumed…"
"Mattie was the first one I found." Alfred stated.
"That was because I landed in Ontario." His brother rolled his eyes.
"I landed in England." Nicole said, almost proudly.
"I landed in Japan." Kiku said.
"My brother and I landed in Italy!" Feliciano said. "But I landed in the north of the country and he landed in the south! Isn't that right, Lovino?" He hugged his brother.
Lovino shoved him off. "Don't touch me!" Feliciano pouted a little.
"I landed in Spain!" Antonio said, hugging Lovino in place of Feliciano.
"Brother and I landed in Germany." Ludwig said.
"Not-uh!" Gilbert broke in. "I landed in the almighty Prussia!" I noticed Ludwig exasperated look and sympathized for him. It must be tough having a brother like him.
"I landed in Russia." Ivan said.
"And I China." Yao finished.
"Amazing. How long did it take to find each other?" I asked.
"We didn't know what to do at first." Nicole told me. "We all kind of hung out in our countries for a number of years –mine was about fifteen or so- and we didn't really get to see each other at all because it was the aftermath of World War Two."
"What's up with all of the fighting? The counties looked horrible!" Lovino said.
"Indeed. Japan was quite blown up by the Americans." Kiku agreed softly. I felt that there was a sense of national pride among them for each of their countries. It was reasonable, I suppose. They lived in their countries for a long time.
"So after a while we all found each other and we came over to America because they didn't really question any immigrants too much. And we found Alfred and Matthew after a while." Gilbert finished.
"But our pack was too large." Ludwig said. "So we split up."
"That's how we formed these two packs and chose the two towns to clean up." Ivan said. "We couldn't let the shadows run amuck when the weak humans had no cure to their poison."
"Are they a large problem on your planets?" I asked.
"Not really. They're, like, pests." Nicole flipped her hand with a sigh. "Like how most humans hate rats, we hate shadows. They're a nuisance."
"I see." I didn't know how I should feel about these shadows just being considered 'pests'. I was almost killed by one, after all. But apparently that's what they were. Hopefully the shadows would be completely destroyed soon. And considering that they didn't seem to find the other creatures to be a threat so they just left them. "But why did you have such creatures on your ship?"
"We were scouting another planet to inhabit but we went off course and ended up near Earth." Gilbert glared slightly at Alfred. Alfred ignored it. I understood then that Alfred seemed to be the cause of them ending up on Earth. It was a bit frustrating dating someone that could screw up so badly but at the same time I couldn't be more thankful. Alfred smiled at me and I knew I was more thankful than annoyed.
We continued our chat until I realized that I was going to be late going back to class. I informed Alfred and the others but they waved me off. "We'll catch up." They said. I felt unsure of if they would actually make it back to class and told them that if they were late that I was going to give them detention. I made it back to my class before the bell rang but Alfred and his friends didn't. Alfred, Matthew, and Gilbert all arrived about five minutes after and I gave them their detentions.
That evening was cool and a little breezy. The sky was bright with the stars you could see through the bright lights of the town and it was a new moon out. Alfred showed up at my backdoor and came in without even knocking, startling both Peter and I as we sat watching a Doctor Who rerun on the tellie.
"Yo!" He called happily.
"Alfred!" Peter cheered and hopped up to run over to him. I paused the show with a sigh, frustrated that the alien had once again broken into my house. "Have you come to finally hang out with me today?"
Alfred laughed and I frowned. "I'm in the middle of Doctor Who." I grumbled. Nobody –nobody- interrupted me and the sexy piece of man named David Tennant.
Alfred glanced at me and must have noticed my unwillingness to do anything but finish my show and said, "Sure Pete. Let's hang out for a while."
"It's 'Peter'." Peter corrected but was smiling.
"Jeez, what's with you English folk and not having nicknames?" Alfred muttered as he was dragged upstairs probably to play video games. I was able to finish watching my episode as well as the second one I had recorded before I decided to go find out why Alfred was actually here. I walked upstairs and entered Peter's room to find the two boys yelling at each other over a game of Mario Kart.
"AH! You and that stupid blue shell!" Peter yelled. "That's cheating!"
"It's totally not!" Alfred denied, laughing. "It's a part of the game! Hey!" He gaped as Peter managed to throw him off of the side of Rainbow Road. "What the hell!" Peter laughed triumphantly as he barely won first place and Alfred tossed his controller down in anger.
"Watch your language, Alfred." I told him. They turned to me.
"That's cheating, right Artie?" He asked, pouting and demanding that I agree with him.
"No, it's not." He hunched over with his arms crossed, moping as Peter laughed at his expense. "Is there a reason why you're here?"
He looked away from me before he stood. "I wanted to go out with you for a while." He said.
"Oh, is that it?"
"Yeah. You wanna hang?"
"Hey, what about me!" Peter jumped in.
Alfred ruffled his hair. "Sorry, dude. I'll come over after school tomorrow and the two of us will hang, okay? Tonight I wanna go out with Artie."
Peter frowned. "Why would you want to go out with this jerk anyway?" He grumbled but conceded as he turned back to his game and put in a new game to play.
Alfred turned to me expectantly. "Peter, I'll be back later. Make sure the house is locked before you go to sleep." I instructed.
"I know."
"Let me grab my coat." I told Alfred as we walked downstairs. I walked over to the coat hanger and put it on. Together we left through the back door and entered the forest. Alfred took off his clothes after we were in far enough not to be seen and stuffed them into a bag before transforming into a horse. I assumed that we were going a distance and so I placed the bag onto my back and climbed onto him. As soon as I ducked my head he took off running. We arrived in the field of our first date and I was flooded again with the memory of that time. It caused my heart to swell. Just the thought of this place made me feel breathless.
Alfred changed back to normal after I hopped off of him and I handed him the backpack. He took it and placed it on the ground before entering further into the field. "Aren't you going to put your clothes back on?" I asked feeling embarrassed for him when really I shouldn't any longer. Alfred and his friends don't have the same type of shame as we humans do.
"Nope." Alfred said and turned around to face me with a smile. I huddled a little in on myself, chilled and trying to ignore the heat that threatened to flow through my body at the sight of Alfred's naked form. "For that matter," he pulled me further into the field and pressed a kiss against my lips, "why don't you undress?"
"No!" I flushed at the thought. I had never been naked outside before (unless you counted the time I went skinny-dipping one night with my friends when I had gotten completely smashed) and I didn't plan on being so now. I was sober, after all!
Alfred pouted. "Why not? What's so wrong with being naked?" He demanded and pressed his lips to my neck. He followed it downward and unzipped my coat some to pull it and my shirt sleeve down to expose my shoulder. I shivered at both the cold and the touch as his tongue worked magic against the base of my throat and I knew he was forming more than one hickey along my collar bone.
I tried to resist becoming aroused. I pressed hands against his chest to push him away but my arms didn't have the strength to follow through. "B-because! I told you that I don't like being –oh god!" In a swift motion his hands had slipped underneath my shirt to pinch both of my nipples. My knees were becoming weak against his ministrations.
"Come on, Artie." His tone held a breathy quality. "Nobody is around. It's just the two of us." He pulled away from me and I felt cold at his lack of touch. "Just imagine that there's nobody on this planet except us and the animals of the wild. There's no need to feel shame around me." I was reluctant. Who would willingly become undressed in such a setting with their boyfriend like this?…Well, someone with enough pride. I looked away from him. He grew frustrated. "So you can become naked for all of the other people you've mated with, but not for me?" He demanded.
I was startled that he brought up my past relationships. "The reason why I became naked around them was merely because the situation in which we had sex called for it."
"So what do I have to do, get you in the mood? Because you're already aroused!" I blushed at the truth. I wasn't very aroused, but I had been getting there.
"No! It's just…" I trailed off. I didn't really have an explanation. I was just too embarrassed to just undress in front of another without purpose. For just the sake of being naked. I just wasn't that type of man. We didn't speak for a few tense moments. I watched him and he watched me. Finally Alfred made a move and approached me. We kissed gently without any real push behind it. His hands found the bottom of my shirt and began to lift it. I allowed him to do so. It was easier for me to allow someone to remove my clothing than for me to do so. It gave purpose. And it allowed me absorb the moment. I slid my jacket off of my shoulders right before Alfred lifted the shirt above my head and the two were dropped to the ground. I shuddered as the cold pricked unpleasantly at my skin and instinctively I moved closer to Alfred's heat. His hands found my pants next but I slapped them away.
"I can do it." I murmured and looked away. He waited for me without saying anything. I first took off my shoes and socks before I undid the belt of my trousers and the button and zipper. I kept my eyes on his face as I slid my thumbs under the waistbands of my pants and underwear and removed them hesitantly before I stood up straight. I was amazed and confused to see that Alfred's eyes didn't once stray from my face. I didn't understand it. When your lover undresses in front of you, wouldn't you want to examine their body? With a start I understood exactly why Alfred's eyes didn't stray. It was because he was so accustomed to being around others who were naked that it was only natural to look at their faces and not their bodies. It was like when someone is standing with another you don't check out their bodies but instead look at their face.
Alfred grinned. "Not so bad, right?" He asked.
"It's a bit nippy to be undressed, though." I crossed my arms and shivered. Whatever erection I had from Alfred's little session earlier was thoroughly extinguished in the wake of the cold. Alfred walked over to his backpack and dug through it for a moment before whipping out a blanket and walking back over to me. Instead of wrapping it around me as I expected (and had wanted) he laid it on the ground. I glanced from it to him, annoyed. Did he not understand what I had meant when I said, "It was nippy"? Alfred grabbed me and lowered me onto the blanket before hovering over me. I tried to push him off. "What do you think you're doing?" I demanded.
"You said you're cold. I'm warming you up!" He grinned and kissed my lips. I grudgingly did feel warmer. He was like a radiator. When he pulled away he developed a concentrated look and for the first time his eyes flowed slowly from my face down to my body. His hand was gently placed on my neck first and then trailed slowly between my pectorals and over my ribs. I shivered not from cold this time but from his touch. My heart rate picked up and my hands unconsciously clenched the blanket between my fists.
"What are you doing?" I demanded a second time and cursed the slight breathy tone in my voice.
"Exploring." He murmured absently. His hand stopped as his finger dipped into my navel. He blinked and then looked at me in surprise. "What's this?"
I raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"What is this?" He repeated, tilting his head ever so slightly to the side, giving him a naïve look about him. "This hole in your stomach."
"It's not a hole. It's my navel. You might know it as a 'bellybutton'." Did he really not know what a navel was?
"That's weird…What's it for?"
"For? Well, nothing. Not anymore. It's used to help us breathe while in our mother's womb."
"Really? Wow! That's so cool! Nicole'll want to hear about that!" Alfred grinned, ecstatic of the discovery of my navel. I sat up on my elbows.
"Why are you so surprised?"
"Well, we don't have one!" I blinked in shock. He sat up on his knees and I allowed myself for once to let my eyes go to his abdomen. To my astonishment there really wasn't a navel there. I pressed my hand to where the navel should have been and ran my fingers over the area. It was completely flat in exception to the muscle he had there. I must've not noticed because I had been so concentrated on not looking below his face. "I guess I never really paid attention to your stomach before." Alfred stated, his finger pressing in my navel a bit. I squirmed, a little uncomfortable at the feeling. "It doesn't really have a function?"
"Outside of the womb, no."
"Wow." His hand wrapped around my lower back and lifted it so that he could press his mouth to my navel before releasing me. "So cool." His hand continued its exploration and I fell back against the blanket and closed my eyes, absorbing the feeling. I raised my hips ever so slightly as I felt his hand brush coarse hair and waited expectantly for his touch on my growing erection. Instead he went right past it and my balls, causing me to whimper to instead dip between my legs. I gasped and closed my legs instinctively. He looked at me. His eyes were glazed now with what was obvious lust. "What's wrong? You don't like this?" His finger pressed a little against my entrance.
"I didn't expect you to be so bold." I told him before taking a shuddery breath. "Besides, aren't you going a little bit far? You make me feel like you want to have sex."
Alfred didn't say anything before he pressed closer to me and kissed me. My lips opened and our tongues met in a fiery dance. His hand ran up and over my vital regions, causing me to gasp and my hands to come up and grip the back of his head. His arm supported his weight over me but after a moment he had to switch arms. I bucked against his touch and my head tipped back to allow his lips to attach to my neck. If I wasn't aroused before, I most certainly was now. He removed his hand to help support him and his face hovered close to mine. I was huffing and my eyes were half-lidded. He wasn't much better.
"Artie, you said that you loved me right?" I was startled that he not only remembered, but had actually heard my confession that had occurred in that same field we were in. I was sure that I had imagined his response to my love confession.
"I…" I was unsure if I actually loved him. I had been caught up in the moment that night and that confession had come without any forethought. My heart had been so stuffed full of the magic that had intoxicated me that night that I hadn't been thinking completely straight. I saw something fading in Alfred's eyes and I realized that it was his hope. My heart constricted painfully. Did I really love Alfred? Yes, I did care for him and all I could think about was how I wanted to be with him again whenever he left and when he smiled my spirits always lifted. I swallowed thickly. "You actually heard me that night?"
"Duh. I said it back, didn't I? You meant it, right?"
"Alfred…"
"Didn't you?" He gave me a sad look, afraid of a negative response. I couldn't bear to say no, especially since I couldn't say it sincerely.
"I did." His eyes immediately lit up again before he kissed me.
"I love you too." He smiled. "That's why I…" He trailed off. I watched him, curious. Alfred wasn't one to lose his words. "That's why, Arthur, I want to mate with you." His cheeks were a light pink which caused me to wonder whether it was from the cold, from our activities, or from his confession. But I couldn't thoroughly think it through as my mind froze.
"You…want to mate?" Alfred nodded. My heartbeat became faster at the mere thought. How long had I been with Alfred? A month? Two months? I couldn't recall. "G-give me a moment to think." I asked of him.
"Okay." He said and waited unmoving from his position over me. I glanced past him to look at the sky. The thin outline of the new moon could be seen. The field wasn't lit up as it was that night and it was very dark because of the lack of light. I was sure Alfred could see my face even better than I could see his.
"Do you have anything to light? It's quite dark. I can't see anything." I said to distract him temporarily. His facial expression didn't give away anything as he moved to his bag again. He brought out a tiny disk no wider than my finger and held it before him between us. I jumped as a flame suddenly lit, large and a bright blue color. I blinked rapidly in the sudden light, amazed. "Doesn't that hurt?" I asked. It was a fire, after all.
"Not at all. It looks like fire, but there's no heat or anything. It's just a light. Watch this." Suddenly the blue flame changed to a deep red, and then pink, and then back to blue. I was stunned. "It changes to whatever color you want. It's what we use for lighting on our planet." He took my palm and placed the flame in it. He was right; there was not burning. I only felt the tiny disk in my hand and that was it. I thought about the flame being green and it became so. I pictured a bright purple and the flame changed again.
"Amazing. It's beautiful." I made it a white so that I could see the colors around us. It looked as if I was holding the moon's light within my palms. Alfred's hands gripped my wrists, causing me to look at him.
"Arthur." He said. "Answer me, please." His eyes implored me. I was stricken with the thought. If I said yes it would be like accepting a marriage proposal. I would not be allowed to be with anybody but Alfred because of it. I would be giving my life to him, in a sense. But Alfred may be leaving-
My thought process stopped at that. "Alfred, wait. I've been meaning to ask this but if you are repairing your ship, then doesn't that mean you will be leaving?"
"Eventually, yeah. I want to see my parents and stuff. It's my home planet, after all."
"What would be the point of becoming mates with me if you're just going to leave?" It hurt somewhere inside to admit something like that aloud. Alfred was suddenly onto my train of thoughts.
"Artie, we've been working on that ship for, what, forty years? I doubt it's going to be repaired anytime soon." I didn't respond. "And even if it was repaired, I'd just take you with us to our planet!" My heart jumped at the thought.
"I can't just leave, Alfred. I have a life here. I have my little brother to care for."
Alfred rolled the thought around. "Well it'll probably take the ship a while to be repaired. Maybe by that time you'll have everything settled and Peter will've moved out! Will you come with us then?"
I hesitated only slightly before saying, "Yes, I would." He took the flame from my hands and placed it in the grass above us (I was slightly alarmed before I saw that the grass wasn't being set aflame) before pushing forward and kissing me.
"So you will become my mate?" He asked expectantly. He pressed fully against me and his hand found my hip as our pelvises aligned. My previously fading erection began to come back to life as he shifted against me to get into a better position that was comfortable for the both of us. I felt it slightly unfair for him to do such a thing when I had to make such an important decision. He ground against me again and I growled softly in pleasure before grabbing his head and forcing him into another, deeper kiss. I couldn't think anymore. I didn't want to think anymore.
When we pulled away I murmured, "Yes." Alfred returned with a force, his strength and excitement returned to him tenfold. I responded in kind to each kiss, each touch as our hands roamed and charted previously uncharted territory of each other's bodies. We gasped and marked each other and whispered each other's names. The only things I could hear were our voices. But Alfred decided that the foreplay had lasted long enough as he grabbed my thighs and lifted and spread them to angle himself at my entrance.
"Wait!" I cried before he could plunge in like I knew he was about to do. He paused. "You can't just go right in like that!"
"W-why not?" He was startled by my sudden outburst. I was about to tell him off (honestly, did he not know how much that would hurt me?) before I realized that he really didn't know that it would hurt me. I had forgotten that he was a virgin. He had never done something like this before. I would have to teach him the proper way.
I sat up. "If you do that, you'll hurt me." He appeared alarmed at the thought. "Give me your hand." He did as he was told and I took his first three fingers into my mouth. He watched me, enraptured as I thickly coated his fingers. He whined ever so slightly. Sometimes he acted more like a dog, I thought. I removed them from my mouth and lay back down. "Put one in at a time." I told him, expecting it. He swallowed and nodded before sliding one finger in. I sighed. It wasn't too bad. After a moment I told him to insert another. I fisted the blankets. He caught on quickly what exactly he was doing and began to stretch me. I shuddered at the feeling and gasped, "There's a spot in there…find it."
"Fuck, Artie, you're so hot." Alfred whimpered and pressed a needy kiss to my neck as his fingers probed. He inserted the third finger and I bit back my own whimper and tried to relax my muscles. Finally I felt him press against that sweet spot and I arched.
"Right there-!" I yelped, my eyes flying open although I don't remember closing them.
"I can't wait anymore, Artie." Alfred said and removed his fingers. He lay against me and my thighs wrapped around his hips. "Last chance." Alfred warned though his eyes told me that he probably wouldn't let me go anyway. But I hadn't had sex in so long that my body was craving it now. I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. Seeing that I wasn't going back on my decision and wet his cock with both his precum and mine before setting himself at my entrance. He took a shuddery breath and grinned before kissing me again. "I love you, Artie. I'm really happy right now."
I ran my hand into his hair and smiled. "I know you are, love. I am as well." He lifted my hips more for a better angle and began to push inside. I grit my teeth and hissed ever so slightly, my grip on his hair tightening. He kissed my neck but didn't stop until he was fully sheathed inside. I let out my breath that I had been holding and soaked up the feeling. It may have been my imagination, but I think he may have been a bit bigger than Francis had been.
"You're so tight…so good." Alfred murmured against my neck. He took a deep breath. "Your mate-scent is strong…I think I'm drowning." He chuckled. I didn't really understand because I couldn't smell the mate-scent, but I assumed that it was a good thing. I squeezed my inner muscles and he gasped.
"You can move." I told him, shifting my hips to encourage him. He lifted his head to meet my eyes and nodded with a grin. He pulled out slowly at first and then pushed back in all the while watching himself as he did so. I covered my eyes with my arm and focused instead on his motions as he tested the feeling for himself. I stayed patient despite that I wanted nothing more than him pounding hard and fast into me. But my body wouldn't be able to manage it quite yet and I knew that Alfred wanted to savour this moment. After a minute of him testing and shifting and keeping the same pace I couldn't stand it anymore. "Faster, Alfred." I commanded.
"Can I?" He asked, leaning forward and shifting my thighs higher on his hips. I gave the confirmation and he listened to me as his thrusts picked up pace. I told him to go harder as well and he did so. His mouth found mine and we kissed passionately as we found a tempo we both enjoyed.
"Al-Alfred!" I cried as he hit that spot in me again. Our hands found each other and he aimed for that spot repeatedly. I couldn't help screaming his name into the night –we were all alone, after all. Alfred was surprisingly quiet for as loud as he usually was, but the times he did speak he was calling my name in response to his own.
"Ah, oh god, I'm so close…Arthur…" He gasped and kissed me again. I released his hands to find purchase on his back to hang on desperately. I was reaching my peak and I needed an anchor.
"Just…a little…!" The coil in my stomach burst and rushed out as I cried out Alfred's name. I felt his arms go under my body and grip my shoulders from behind as he buried his face into my neck and screamed my own name in his orgasm. We rode out the high together before slowly coming down. He pulled away from me and after a few more moments he pulled out to flop onto his back next to me as we recovered. I wiped my sweaty bangs back out of my face and turned to look at him.
Alfred was facing me and he grinned, looking tired but at the same time rejuvenated. He sat up and startled me. He must have much more stamina than I do. I was becoming old. "That was great!" He said and wrapped an arm around me to bring our bodies together. I expected to be kissed but instead he sniffed me. He chuckled merrily. "You smell like me!"
I made a slight face. "I don't think I want to smell like the outdoors." I firmly ignored the fact that Alfred and I had just mated outdoors.
"No! Not like that! I mean, our scents are mixed!" He nuzzled his face into my hair. "Although, yours is pretty weak…we'll probably have to keep redoing it every now and again so that people understand that I'm taken."
"I'm sure they'll understand." I stated blandly.
"But still. Your scent won't stay for very long at all." He seemed to be frowning. "Oh well. That just means more mating for me!" I sighed and sat up, ignoring the jolt of pain that came with it.
"Certainly not tonight, though. I'm spent. I'm ready to go home." I didn't think that I could manage to ride Alfred like this, though (I pushed the image that came with that thought away). My backside was already hurting. Alfred pulled the blanket out from underneath us and covered our forms.
"Let's sleep out here tonight. I don't think I can let you go right now." To prove his point his arms wrapped around my waist and buried his face against my neck so that my chin rested on his head. His arm came up and grabbed the flame and shut it off before making himself comfortable. I was too weary to argue with him and so I grabbed my clothes to use as a pillow and rested my one arm on his chest. "Good night, Artie."
"Good night." I whispered, completely at ease. I fell asleep quickly soon after I heard Alfred's soft snores and didn't regret my decision. Alfred and I were mates now and I was happy.
A/N: So this took a while to get out. I've actually had, like, 1/3 of it done a while ago, but I haven't been in a writing mood. But you guys got not only a sex scene but a long chapter. I expect reviews. XD
Jeez, I feel kind of sickish. I hope they're just sinus problems…I can hardly think.
