So, this is the next chapter. I'm trying, really trying. This chapter is very Alfred/Arthur orientated. So, enjoy~
Alfred could feel the sex on his skin, as if he had just had it. He could see clearly now, in a strange sense. Evergreen eyes were looking at the tanned demi-god-like being. "Alfred . . . " The pale lips whispered before hugging him, "I've missed you." The touch felt warm, despite the fact that Arthur was cold. The American closed his eyes as the pale, cool hand touched his face. Then cool lips touched Alfred's forehead, which trailed to his lips. "Alfred," breathed Arthur. The vampire kept touching his lover gently and treated him like he was fine China.
"I remember you . . ." moaned Alfred, "I remember everything. Don't leave me . . ."
An audible click was heard in Alfred's ears. "Why would I do that, love?" Arthur looked Alfred, "I've waited for you before and now. I always will wait for you." Kissing Alfred again, Arthur swung over him and covered the slightly larger body with his own. "I'll show you that I'll never leave you, if you'll have me." Looking softly at the American green eyes saw the blush starting to cover those high boned cheeks, then the shaggy golden locks wagging around as Alfred nodded his head slightly. Taking in the permission Arthur started kissing Alfred's lips before moving down and removing Alfred's clothing. He was going to take this slowly, not ruin the moment. "I love you . . ." Arthur sucked on Alfred's collarbone.
"Ahhh~" Alfred leaned into the touch and spread his legs so the vampire could fit better, "Arthur, ah~ . . . Please~" The blush spread more, while the spot on his collarbone bruised with a mark of possession. Alfred stabbed his blunt nails into Arthur's porcelain shoulders as Arthur tickled his fangs around Alfred's neck. "My god~"
The vampire was smiling at the wonderful sounds, the slight pain his in shoulders was a welcome because it told Arthur this was real, not a dream. "Oh Alfred," moaned Arthur as he kissed down Alfred's lean, yet chiseled torso and trailed down to the golden spot. "Pure American too the core as always love," chuckled Arthur as he gave the shaved appendage attention. Alfred a bit larger this time, a bit more round this go around. "Bigger, may have to let you in me one day. However, today is not that day," Arthur groaned as he started to slick his fingers. Once slick enough he massaged that precious opening until it willingly allowed one of Arthur's fingers in and to let said finger massage from the inside.
The finger inserting itself in his rear didn't hurt, it was as if Alfred's body was allowing it to happen. Almost like his body wanted to have Arthur in him. "God! Please more~" Arthur smiled and pushed in a second finger and scissored them carefully. The vampire loved the reaction, not one of pain as what would have probably and should have happened, but one of utter happiness and want. "F-feels good," stuttered Alfred as he felt drool escape his mouth.
"You're taking this so wonderfully," complimented Arthur as he added a third. Green eyes were able to witness Alfred's body contort and writhe in pleasure as Arthur's fingers struck that special bundle of nerves. "You love that~" Arthur kept attacking that bundle and watched Alfred arch and grab at anything that belonged to the vampire. When making sure Alfred was stretched enough Arthur removed his fingers and leaned down to eat out Alfred, while also makes sure to slick up that delectable entrance. Licking carefully Arthur pushed his saliva around and smiled at his work. Backing off and striping out of his clothes he watched as Alfred's face watched with want, need burning in his blue eyes. Porcelain skin revealed itself with each article of clothing being removed; lithe muscles showed off under Arthur's doll-like skin, muscles were defined, but not in more bulking way like Alfred's.
Baby-blue eyes watched the vampire strip and blushes at the near-blinding skin. Reaching out and touching the cool skin made things feel real, not just seem anymore. "It's real . . ." Alfred looked into Arthur's eyes, "Y-you're still as b-beautiful a-as ever." Alfred smiled and blushed hard, embarrassed at his own words, but he couldn't help himself when Arthur's fingers dug into his prostate hard.
Arthur blushed as well because never did he find himself beautiful or attractive, but with how easily he got his prey he should disagree with that opinion of himself. "I'm glad love, but you are far more beautiful than I will ever be." The vampire smiled and added a third finger to the mix.
The honey blonde just stared a bit at the vampire. But I'm fat. I'm ugly. So fat . . . Alfred averted his eyes in shame and held Arthur's free hand. "I wish I could be." Alfred was honest with his words because he knew he wasn't anything special. A soft moan escaped Alfred's mouth as he closed his eyes and hummed lightly. However, a cool embrace shocked Alfred and he looked at Arthur.
"You may think not, but I love you and I could care less if you were missing a limb or were heavy in weight or a twig in weight. I don't care because I have you in my arms. Especially now," smiling and showing off his fangs slightly, "You make me human. So don't ever think you are anything but beautiful to me." Removing his fingers from Alfred's twitching hole and hugging the human more tightly in both arms, more so than he ever have. "Stay with me . . . Forever?" Resting his head against the junction between Alfred's neck and shoulder.
His breath seemed to be trapped into his throat at the question. S-should I? L-like before? What about mom? Or dad? Mattie? I can't leave them like that . . . I-it's not the same anymore. I'm not alone anymore. I have a family . . . But i-it's Arthur my family too, like our b-bab- "Arthur . . . W-where's our baby?" Alfred blurted out in his thought process. The human could feel the vampire tense up at the question.
"I'm sorry, now isn't the time to discuss that."
"I- I don't know," Alfred state lightly, "You're my family and the baby is. But I have a family too. I have mom, a dad, and a twin brother! I don't know!" Arthur hugged Alfred tighter and stroked his erect sex; Alfred moaned lightly and arched up.
"You don't have to tell me now, but please don't leave me alone. You don't have to come to me now, but maybe in a few years or so. I don't want to lose you again." Arthur kissed Alfred to prove his point and blushed a bit, "Please let me wash away the fears . . . I want you to be with you family, but I also want you to be, at least, near me more." Kissing around Alfred's tanned form and trying to coax his lover to forget about matters, at least for now. Arthur knew he had to be close, but he knew that Alfred needed the closure.
Moaning with thoughts of all flushing out of his head. " I love you . . . I promised I was yours forever, but I need to live my life as a human for now . . . It's not the 1600s or the 1860s. I'm not the same. I'm not alone anymore. I have so much and it hurts to think that I will have to leave one, but I promise you that I will leave to go to you. Always." Alfred promised and moaned. The hand on his cock made thinking hurt. "I want you~" moaned Alfred, falling into pure instincts of want running through his veins.
"I think I can manage that for you," smiled Arthur as he kissed Alfred's skin. Using the teen's copious amount of pre-cum, Arthur slathered his own hard cock with it; ever so carefully did he bring himself to the stretched hole and push the tip in. Eyes like a hawk he stopped when Alfred gritted his teeth together in pain. "I'm sorry. I know this hurts, but-"
"It's worth it," shivered Alfred, "Always worth it in the end." Eyes squeezed shut in pain that encircled his rear. It always hurt the worse the first time of penetration, he knew this. "O-okay," stuttered Alfred, "J-just go sl-slow." With a nodded and kiss to Alfred's rosy lips did Arthur push in a few more inches, he had 8.5 inches that need to be enveloped in his lover's rear.
Moaning at the tight heat that started to cover his precious equipment did Arthur start to mumble to himself in ancient Gaelic, this was out of habit. The mumbling kept going until all of himself was inside of Alfred and he looked at the human. "Beautiful," spoked Arthur in an differently accented English, "As always." Waiting a few minutes and then getting a nod from Alfred did Arthur began to rock slowly, moving more of himself out before slamming back in with each thrust. This rhythm kept going until only the tip remained inside of Alfred and then he picked up the pace.
Alfred moaned lightly and felt odd with having someone between his legs. "Oh god…." moans lightly, "Arthur~" Blushing hot, Alfred gripped Arthur's arms; blunt nails dug into Arthur's arms, claiming his lover. Long legs were brushed up and around Arthur's slim legs. The angle changed, but in a good way; the penetration hit deeper inside Alfred's slightly stretched entrance. "AH!" Alfred yelled and arched into Arthur as Arthur hit that bundle harder than ever.
This spurred the vampire on of course, so Arthur picked up his pace and used his talented mouth to map out Alfred, again. It was like the first time all over again, though with electricity and softer, more comfortable beds, not to mention in England this go around. Alfred was the small, identical to his first counterpart, just slightly more heavier around the middle, but Arthur loved it because that meant he had more to touch, to feel. Pale tongue making the trail as his mouth covered and sucked. Claims were all over Alfred's neck, his chest, and his stomach. "Alfred," moaned Arthur against Alfred's neck, "I cannot last much longer." Groaning and gripping the bedsheets besides the human's body hard Arthur kissed a soft part of Alfred's neck. "I . . . I need you," whispered Arthur against Alfred's neck. Widening his mouth the vampire sunk his fangs in slowly and latched, instantly moaning as the taste of the crimson fluid. The finest of any aged wines; you taste like the rays of the sun itself. You taste like the purest of any life. You spoil me my love.
Alfred gasped slightly at feeling Arthur sink his fangs into his neck. The pain the the grinding to his sweet spot were sending sparks of pure ecstasy. Pain balanced out by pleasure. Alfred moaned and gripped Arthur's hair tightly as he arched. As the human arched he released his built up pleasure, a coil in his belly that finally snapped, and white, hot seed spread wide against the pair's chest. As Alfred came he tightened his formerly virgin entrance around Arthur's grinding length. The vampire choked at the choking sensation to his member; moaning at the taste and tight pleasure to his length he came, the most natural response to him. Arthur moaned and rocked slightly to help himself fully get off; Alfred shivered and arched again at the feeling of being filled to the brim. He felt the buildup of something hot reaching deep in his upper bowls. "Arthur . . ." Alfred panted as he relaxed to the slight pleasure at his neck.
At this point Arthur removed his fangs and was just sucking lightly at the twin wounds he had made. Pulling away Arthur blushed, a rare feat for a vampire, at the sight of his lover: spread around and laying there with a strong blush and eyes staring at him with pure bliss. The vampire leaned in and stole a kiss before pulling out and laying besides his lover. He wrapped a chilled arm around Alfred's waist. "I love you. I hope that was good my dearest." He received a nod and blue eyes locked onto Arthur's eyes. "My silly little love," Arthur chuckled as he kissed Alfred and settled beside him. Blankets were being pulled over them, but Arthur noted that his seed had yet to trickle out. I guess this is what happens when you do not have even masturbate for nearly one hundred and fifty years.
Warm hands clenched tightly to Arthur's arms, then a warm body pressed against the cool body of the vampire. "Don't go," breathed Alfred, obviously tired
"I won't," promised Arthur.
Eyes sheathed and head tucked against Arthur's chest, "Where's our ba . . .by?" Alfred yawned and curled up.
"Sleep Alfred, sleep." Thankfully, Alfred did fall asleep. After enjoying the feeling of being close to Alfred for a few hours did Arthur get up begrudgingly. The vampire got up and slipped on a robe before going up to his study. Without realizing did Arthur find himself staring at the closet of his study. Shaking hand reached out and opened the door: inside were five urns, all of different color, some looked similar. The urns were in a line, an order. Arthur picked up the second and third urns after touching the first urn fondly. The second urn was green and blue in color, small; the third urn was red in color and just as small as the second urn. "Hello my dears," smiled Arthur lightly, "I have your mum again. Allen . . . Alice . . . I have missed you and ever so dearly wished to have held you two alive."
Arthur remembered when the two had finally come out and it was Arthur's first true nightmare that he had lived in all of centuries living.
"AH!" screamed Alfred as he felt something slip from inside him.
Arthur looked up at his lover and saw how tired his mate was. The younger was panting harshly, something that was needed for a vampire, and was pale, Alfred was never truly pale as a vampire. The older returned his gaze to the unmoving bundle in his hands. Turning the baby over Arthur rubbed it's back, hoping . . . Even praying that the baby would move. As the older tried to get the baby to breathe he noticed that Alfred was still bleeding heavily. "I'm sorry Alfred the ba-" Arthur was stopped by another groan that was turned into a scream fast.
Alfred griped the stained sheets and his legs jerked as his body erupted in pain. "Arthur!" panted Alfred, "I-it's happening again!" Alfred was pushing already; Arthur's brain lagged a bit before catching up and turned his attention to Alfred.
"The head is already near my love." Arthur cupped his hands to lightly grasp the little head slipping out. A thatch of bloodied hair slowly filled Arthur's already stained hands, blonde could easily be seen that it was the baby's hair color. "Alfred, I have the head, you just have to push." Gripping the baby gently, but firmly Arthur watched Alfred struggle to push hard enough. It took the younger vampire seven attempts before a shoulder slid out and enough gripping room for Arthur to pull the baby out. The baby tried to gasp for a few seconds before falling still. Evergreen eyes, marked with exhaustion, widened and tried to get the baby to breathe. Arthur had years of experience helping others have babies, but why couldn't he get his own children to breathe. He tried rubbing the infant's back, then lightly swatting at it's back to get anything that may be clogging it's windpipe up, and, finally, Arthur tried to breathe air into the silent second child. Nothing worked.
"Art . . ." Alfred was exhausted and couldn't get his words out right, "Thur . . . B-ba…..by-Ies?" Arthur looked at Alfred and settled the baby down onto the bed. He gripped Alfred's shoulders and took him into his arms. Alfred blinked and grit his teeth slowly, too slowly. "W-whe . . . Re?" Closing his blue eyes Alfred breathed in deeply and felt tired, as if something was pulling him into sleep. "Lo- . . . Ve . . . . ." he breathed in and wheezed out, "Y...ou."
Biting his wrist and trying to get Alfred to drink his blood proved harder than Arthur thought. "Al, you have to drink. You've lost too much blood. Drink. Please~" begged Arthur. He kept pressing the bleeding wrist to the American's mouth, but it kept dripping down Alfred's face, his pale face. Alfred was pale, he looked thin - a decrypted thin. "You're going to die. You have to drink love!" Arthur kept urging Alfred, but it failed. "Alfred?" Arthur looked down to see Alfred reaching for the second born, a boy. Pale fingers managed to touch the drying blood streaked blonde hair and they just stayed there. "You need to . . . To drink, love." Arthur felt something and he looked down at Alfred's face. Seeing the blue eyes "looking down" at their children did Arthur finally cry. "You promised me Al . . . You promised to be with me until our end." He kissed the deceased's lips. When Arthur pulled back he felt something on his lips, which he wiped away and looked. It was a chalky substance and Arthur cried more. "I guess, my love, this will be all we share for now," whispered Arthur as he watched the younger's body disintegrate and cave in on itself.
Arthur gripped some of the hair and took it to keep in his locket. He did the same with the twins. "This is a cruel life . . ." Arthur spoke to himself. He was covered in blood and had seen his mate and children disintegrate before his eyes. Arthur shook his head and went to the corner of their room. There he removed a few floorboards and pulled out a very aged book. Each page was worn. Opening the pages and filtering to the right page did Arthur remove his clothes and used them to offer Alfred's blood for sacrifice, as material to use a blueprint for reincarnation. Mumbling Gaelic and watching the clothes burst into blue flame did Arthur finally breakdown as everything in the house watched all that had occurred, as did a pair of periwinkle blue eyes.
"I will have you again Alfred . . ." Arthur breathed silently, a promise to himself, "Alfred . . ."
Looking at the vases of the filled remains of the two predecessor Alfreds and their children from both times did Arthur blink and frown. "D-did I . . .?" Arthur questioned himself as he remembered his past and the past hour or so with his time with Alfred.
"Arthur?" Gilbert peered in. "I think Luddy has an idea to get Mattie back and to get rid of the French rat."
Snapped out of his thoughts did Arthur look at Gilbert. "It is time then. Centuries waiting and this story is about to come to a close."
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