Author's Note: Present~ Bad porn~!

Warning: NSFW (Not. Safe. For. Work)


Alfred was an extremely simple male at the age of only nineteen; what you usually think when it comes to simple and men is sexual activities. You happen to be correct in the that sense for Alfred. He was like every boy his age. He wanted to feel loved and most of all wanted to have sex with someone.

Arthur was the complete opposite in every sense. Arthur definitely more acquainted with the covers of books and the authors who wrote said books than the breast size of the closest woman. Either way, he was no different than Alfred in the human need for sexual intercourse. So that is what leads them to their current situation.

This 'current situation' happens to have Arthur on his hands and knees while Alfred bucks his hips forward to make a slapping sound fill the room. The sounds that fill the room aren't only just slapping noises either, they are the cries that echo out from Arthur's mouth as he gets closer and closer to the edge. Eventually, both of them do make it to climax and Alfred pulls out to pull Arthur into his chest for some much needed rest.

Every Friday night this was a thing between them; no love was to be exchanged and if the either said that they loved the other then it meant that Legs, Opened, Very, Easily. Neither of them had a problem with this either. Arthur loved being pushed around and told to do while Alfred loved to do the ruling around the bedroom. There was nothing wrong with it in their heads whatsoever.

"Hey Iggy, how about another round after some sleep?" Alfred hummed, taking an interest in nibbling at Arthur's ear.

"Hmm, sure." This nibbling made the English male shiver, definitely getting a little aroused by the teeth and tongue messing with the shell of his ear.

An hour or two based by, hell Alfred didn't know what time they had started to fuck and when they would stop but all he knows is it is very late. Arthur looked like a fucking angel in his position right now. Alfred had Arthur bent over the bed, using his hands to spread his ass apart to show that pink little hole that twitched in excitement for Alfred (Alfred liked to believe so, frankly Arthur just wanted to get fucked at this point.)

"You know you look so damn hot like this?' The American smirked when he received a very weak glare as a response to his words. The gaze became weaker and weaker too as Alfred finally lube up his cock and push it back into Arthur.

Arthur was greeted with a quick pace and the sound of his voice echoing out prayers to whatever god or gods for the pleasure that raged over his senses. He was already sensitive from the last pounding that Alfred had given him so this time everything was ten times more sensitive. The dirty talk just got him harder and the thrusting just got him closer quicker.

Eventually they were dragged out to the end once more.

Arthur and Alfred are extremely simple in their needs. Nothing is actually going to change that anytime soon.


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