A/N: This chapter is nothing but smut :^) And I feel like I may have rushed it near the end? I think I'm getting rusty in my smut writing. I'd better write more smut, get back into the swing of things. /forced laughter/ Anyways... I maaay have miscalculated? I can pretty much finish this story in one more chapter. Makes me sad, but what I have planned is a fitting end, I think. uwu So yeah, enjoy these 14 pages of smut :U

The break lasted with its own ups and downs. Gilbert's family did their own probing of Arthur, figuring out if he was good or not for the albino. Eventually they all came to the same conclusion: Arthur was a stubborn Brit who occasionally had a cocky attitude and a foul mouth, yet could be a gentleman when the time called for it. Elizaveta liked his "spunk", finding him rather amusing to interact with. Roderich enjoyed discussing music pieces with Arthur, the brown-haired male surprised that Arthur knew of older composers and their songs.

Ludwig thought Arthur was a good match for his eccentric brother. Arthur could keep a level head when Gilbert got in one of his high and mighty moods. Though if Ludwig had a complaint, it would be how competitive the two could be. If Gilbert challenged Arthur to something, it was like the Brit couldn't back down. It was worrisome since the both of them appeared to be too stubborn for their own good.

And the last to pass their judgement on Arthur was Germania. For the entire break, he treated Arthur the same way he treated him when he first came to the house. Though Gilbert argued Germania was treating Arthur far nicer than when he first arrived, Arthur didn't see it. It wasn't until Gilbert and Arthur were packing up to go back to the dorms that Arthur really did see what Gilbert had meant.

Gilbert, having already hugged all the humans, was hugging each of the dogs. Arthur was standing near the driver's side of the car, him being the driver for the return trip. He was watching Gilbert coo at each individual dog, kissing their foreheads and noses and in turn getting kisses himself.

Germania was standing nearby, having moved from the front door because Romulus' hands were wondering all over his backside. The elder German was now standing with Arthur near the car, he too watching Gilbert getting flocked by dogs.

"Arthur," The German man had spoken after a while. Arthur snapped to attention, looking at the father to his lover. Germania was looking at him, his expression unreadable. Then a small, almost non-existent smile pulled at the corners of the German's mouth. "Stop by again sometime in the future."

And with that he had left the blond alone, moving over to Gilbert in order to smack the back of his head and tell him to hurry up. When Arthur told Gilbert about the interaction later on in the car, Gilbert had been ecstatic. Apparently Germania giving Arthur a smile and telling him to come back meant that the elder German approved of the Brit. Arthur had never felt more relieved in his life.

They had returned to the dorms and, just as promised, worked out all the sexual tension that had built up. Not only that, but as the school year began to draw to a close, Gilbert and Arthur decided that they should try moving out of the dorms. So the two of them went on a search for a decent apartment that could accommodate the both of them.

For starters, they needed something within their price range. Arthur had taken a part-time job at the local café in order to get some money for when they found an apartment. Gilbert also got paid for his job at the school, which was a plus. Germania even offered to chip in a bit of money so they could buy some furniture and other things they might need. Though he offered it in a roundabout way that really did fit the stiff German.

Eventually the two of them found an apartment they both liked and so they set out to get the necessary furniture for their new home. Though it came with the bare minimum of furniture, Gilbert and Arthur still decided to go out and buy new things. Their Landlord had told them that anything in the apartment that wasn't bolted to the ground, they could sell. So Arthur and Gilbert did sell the old, unusable things that had no need in their home.

The apartment had a hallway that led from the entrance and into the living room and kitchen area. It was wide enough for a couch to be pushed into the corner along with a bookshelf and a T.V will still room to spare.

On the other end was the kitchen where a simple table that could fit four people stood. A good ways away from it lining the wall was the counter and various cabinets. The dish washer, fridge, and oven were all a part of the counter, adding to the appealing granite countertops.

The bathroom, which was a door on the right leading in from the entrance, held quite a few things. One of them was a washing machine and a tumble dryer, which was quite useful since Arthur and Gilbert wouldn't have to go far to wash their clothes. It also had a shower enclosure, a toilet, a sink, and a mirror to go with.

The apartment also had a bedroom and a balcony, though Arthur and Gilbert had to get the furniture for those areas. The balcony was simple, all they needed was a small table and a few chairs. The bedroom, however, was where the real effort was put into.

Gilbert wanted a soft bed, Arthur wanted a firm one. Not only that, but Gilbert wanted two separate wardrobes for the both of them. Arthur agreed with him on that, yet the two of them couldn't settle on a colour or a design.

The albino wanted the bedroom to match, finding that the room should be pleasing to the eyes. Arthur did mind so much, but he wanted to be practical. They couldn't waste so much money trying to spiff up the bedroom. Maybe when they had more money to throw at it, but not right now. Gilbert argued it was fine and that he had some money saved up in case of a situation like this. After all, he had been planning on staying in the dorms his entire school year. The price to stay in the dorms had to be paid each year; since the two of them weren't staying in the dorms, they had some extra money for cushion.

In the end the both of them settled on matching wardrobes that were a deep chocolate brown in colour. And, for the bed to match, they settled on dark blue sheets. They also compromised and got a soft, yet firm bed that the both of them felt happy with.

Afterwards they bought things to spruce up the living room, mainly new couches and a new T.V. The old couches had a rather suspicious stain on them and that in turn made Gilbert refuse to ever sit on them. When Arthur had pointed out that they'd just be making their own stains on a new couch, Gilbert had proceeded to throw books at him. After that Arthur was restricted from getting hands on with Gilbert for an entire day.

After many furniture choices and the two finishing up the proper requirement for them to move out of the dorms, the two lovers began settling into their new home. As Gilbert was putting the last of his clothes into the closet, Arthur strolled in and leaned against the door, letting his eyes rake over Gilbert's form.

The German was dressed in a blank tank top, and deep brown cargo pants. Gilbert's hair, which had grown long enough for him to put it in a very small ponytail, was pushed out of his face by a few bobby pins.

Gilbert took a step back from his wardrobe, hands on his hips as he studied the order he had his clothes placed in. The wardrobe also had a drawer at the base of it for clothes that couldn't be hung up, which was what Gilbert used for his undergarments and other such things.

Nodding his head in satisfaction, Gilbert grinned. "I think that should do it! You finished setting up the kitchen?"

Arthur hummed, strolling overt to Gilbert and wrapping his arms around the other's waist. He drew Gilbert into his embrace, leaning down slightly to kiss at his cheek and jawline.

"Mmm I finished," Arthur hummed, "But besides that, don't you think we should finish up the room?"

Gilbert's brow rose in confusion, the albino tilting his head back just as Arthur's lips began moving further down his neck. He had an idea what the other meant by "finishing the room", but he felt the need to ask anyways.

"And just what needs to be "finished"? Because I'm pretty sure everything is all set up."

Arthur pulled back so he could look into Gilbert's eyes, casting the albino a lecherous smirk. "Why, breaking in the bed of course. We know it's comfortable to sleep on, but you certainly didn't think that's all we'd be doing on it, did you?"

Gilbert rolled his eyes, placing his palms on Arthur's chest. He let his hands roam up and down the man's chest, batting his eyelashes in a flirtatious manner. "That is true, we haven't tested out the springs." Leaning up so his mouth was level with Arthur's ear, he whispered seductively into the appendage. "I'm all for giving it a test run, how about you?"

The Brit grinned, his arms dropping to hook around Gilbert's legs and hoist him up. Gilbert gasped in surprise, hands tightening their grip on Arthur's shirt. He held on as Arthur walked them over to the bed, practically tossing Gilbert on it and climbing on after him.

Gilbert snickered, opening his arms in a beckoning manner as Arthur settled his body atop the other male's. The two began kissing lazily, taking their time in exploring the each other's mouth. Arthur's hands slowly began to hike up Gilbert's shirt, fingertips dancing across the newly exposed skin.

Humming, Gilbert shivered at the sensation and began to rock his hips up into Arthur's. Arthur, being in a particularly loving mood, felt like dragging this out. He wanted to take his time to ravish every part of Gilbert. From the tip of his head to the bottom of his feet, he wanted to show each part just how much he loved the other.

So Arthur, with one hand placed firmly on Gilbert's hip, held him down while the other slipped under his shirt. Arthur's languid kissing began travelling from the other's warm mouth down his jaw and towards his neck, leaving a few new marks on the cream coloured skin.

Arthur nuzzled Gilbert's neck, palm slowly kneading at Gilbert's chest. Gilbert let out an impatient huff, tugging on Arthur's ear with one of his hands.

"Oi, Dummkopf."

Pausing before he placed another kiss to Gilbert's collarbone, Arthur glanced up at the other. Gilbert gave him a scowl mixed with amusement and irritation. He tugged on Arthur's ear again, this time more gently.

Gilbert smiled down at him, a brow raising. "I understand the fact you wanna draw this out, but this slow pace is honestly tiring me out. Either kick it up a notch or I just might fall asleep."

The teasing smirk he was giving Arthur was a challenge. There was no doubt about it, his devilish rabbit was challenging him. The other wanted to see what Arthur would do. If he would continue his administrations or if he would end up turning the other into a quivering, wet mess. Arthur, though he really did want to go slow, decided that making Gilbert beg for Arthur to fuck him was the better route.

So, with a smirk, Arthur leaned back on his haunches and began slipping off the tie around his neck. Arthur had been dressed in a business casual attire this morning because he had gone to a publishers in order to get a job contract. Arthur had been thinking about it for a while, but he recently decided to write books about his past life. Obviously some parts would be edited and he'd throw in some fantasy in there, but most of the tales he planned to write about were true.

Though one of the big edits Arthur had to do was change it from his name to a different name. He didn't want to be seen as that kind of author who wrote themselves into their stories. So Arthur decided to forgo the last name and change his name in the stories to "Peter". It was Arthur's way of paying a tribute to the son he never got to interact with. And in honour of Paulette, the daughter he never got to see or talk with, Arthur made her the captain's First Mate. Obviously in the stories she'd have a better fate than Arthur's actual First Mate. And not only that, but Arthur didn't plan to write about his hanging or his capture. The story would continue, the adventure would go on. After all, Arthur had many tales to tell.

When he slipped the tie from his neck, Arthur smirked down at the man beneath him. "Your wrists, if you would, fair priest." He purred, his voice lowering by a few octaves.

Gilbert raised a brow at him, his grin turning coy before he let himself rest back against the pillows, offering his wrists up to Arthur. "Oh, we're playing this game, are we?"

Arthur chuckled, not gracing him with an answer. After stripping Gilbert of his shirt, Arthur tied his wrists to the headboard. He then sat back on his haunches, running his hands from Gilbert's slim waist all the way up to his chest.

"Tell me, love, how would you like me to take you?" Arthur leaned down, whispering the words into Gilbert's ear, "Sweet and gentle, or long and hard?"

Gilbert shivered, the words going straight to his awakening arousal. Still, feeling a little catty and wanting Arthur to work to make him beg, he gave the other a defiant smirk.

"I'm not sure, think you can handle fucking me long and hard?"

Arthur knew the game Gilbert was playing at. He wouldn't expect anything different from the feisty albino. Some days he was compliant, other days he wanted to bite back. That was fine, it kept Arthur on his toes, made it interesting. Arthur simply loved the way Gilbert could rile him up, it always made him anticipate the albino's next move.

So, with that in mind, Arthur let his hands pinch Gilbert's nipples. As Gilbert gasped in slight pain, Arthur purred into his ear.

"Not to worry, sweetheart. I'll fuck you so hard, you won't be able to walk properly."

Gilbert's mischievous grin seemed to get wider and he turned his head, catching Arthur's ear and giving it a fierce bite. Gilbert tugged on the appendage before he let it go and licked Arthur's ear in an apologetic manner, chuckling seductively.

"Many men talk a good game… Though few deliver," He whispered the last part into Arthur's ear, enjoying the way it caused his lover to shiver slightly.

Arthur growled, his arousal growing more prominent as was his annoyance at being teased. Gilbert knew Arthur could please him and deliver on his promise, but the albino just seemed to want to provoke Arthur. Well two could play at that game, though Arthur wouldn't be fair about it. He had been a pirate after all, you couldn't expect him not to cheat every now and again.

Arthur descended upon Gilbert neck and bit harshly at a spot he knew was sensitive to the albino. As expected, the pale man's back arched like a bow and a low cry came from his mouth, his eyes widening at the treatment.

Not letting Gilbert catch his breath, Arthur began moving his mouth down the other's body. His lips ghosted over one nipple, a warm tongue sliding out against it. Gilbert shuddered at the wet sensation on his heating flesh, his teeth gnawing at his bottom lip as Arthur continued to bite and suck on his chest.

Arthur didn't linger long on the other's nipples, his mouth instead diving lower. His tongue dragged out against the skin of Gilbert's hip that just barely poked out from under his pants. Arthur let his hands slide down Gilbert's thighs, spreading them apart and kneading the flesh through the baggy pants.

Gilbert involuntarily bucked his hips when Arthur's tongue dipped down his navel.

"No wait, don't do that!" Gilbert couldn't help the small squeak that left him. It was quickly followed by a few giggles he desperately tried to muffle.

Arthur looked up at him, a brow raised in question. "My my, is someone ticklish here?"

Gilbert scowled at him, hitting Arthur with one of his legs. "Don't even think about it. If you kill my boner, we're done for the night. No sex, no petting, nothing. Zip. Zero."

Emerald eyes rolled and Arthur groaned, waving his hand in a dismissing manner. "Yes, I got it." He paused, smirking impishly. "I'll just save it for later."

"Kirkland." Gilbert gave the other a warning look, his tone serious.

However Arthur ignored him and instead took to slipping the other out of his pants. When he was left clad only in his underwear, Arthur leaned back to admire the view. Gilbert's skin was tinted a rosy red in some parts and his hair was tousled, the bobby pins keeping his bangs out of his face becoming loose.

Arthur chuckled, reaching over and gently removing them from his lover's hair. He placed them on the night stand before he let his hands rest on Gilbert's thighs, slowly sliding them up and lingering at the rim of Gilbert's boxers. The albino watched his every movement with rapt attention, biting his bottom lip when Arthur slipped the remaining garments from his person.

Tossing them over his shoulder, Arthur then stripped himself of his own clothes. With his clothes removed, Arthur wasted no time letting his mouth descended without a second thought. He began kissing a trail up and down Gilbert's waist and hipbones, each kiss leading him further down. He began laying kisses and bites on Gilbert's inner thighs, this earning him a groan from the German.

What Gilbert wanted was some contact with his straining erection, but Arthur just wouldn't give him the satisfaction he wanted. Instead the other was doing all he could to rile the other up.

Gilbert tossed his head from side to side, barely making proper words as Arthur began stretching him with two fingers, peppering bites and kisses along his thighs. Gradually his lips began leaving a trail towards the base of Gilbert's erection. When the Brit's lips finally made contact with the weeping organ, Gilbert's hips bucked upwards and he choked on a moan.

"F-fuck, Arthur!" He gasped, hands digging into the blonde's hair.

Arthur wasted no time in swallowing as much of Gilbert's member as he could. He hummed around the swollen flesh which caused another bout of shivers to wrack Gilbert's frame. He groaned as Arthur began sucking him off, the former pirate's tongue doing wonders.

Gilbert keened in the back of his throat, the overstimulation from his ass and cock not helping him form coherent thoughts, let alone sentences. Arthur glanced up with half-lidded eyes, hungrily drinking in the sight of his flushed and panting lover moaning beneath him.

Arthur felt his own cock twitch in response to the sight he was met with. As much as he still wanted to draw this out, Arthur figured they'd have plenty of time to play in the future. For now, he wanted to be buried deep within Gilbert's inviting heat.

He removed his mouth with a wet pop, also retracting his fingers at the same time. Gilbert whined at the lost, the albino opening his eyes to stare blearily at Arthur. He liked his lips, spreading his legs in an inviting manner.

"Come on, Liebling. I'm ready for you." Gilbert whispered, a loving smile gracing his features.

Arthur felt a surge of warmth fill his chest, making it hard to breath. He smiled, shuffling up so he and Gilbert were face-to-face. Gilbert mumbled for Arthur to untie him, which he complied with. Gilbert then cupped Arthur's face in gentle hands, pulling him down for a kiss that was filled with all forms of unnameable emotions. Arthur pressed into the kiss, the two not fighting for dominance but instead giving and taking equally.

While the kiss went on, Arthur took a hold of his erection and began pumping it a few times. Groaning into the kiss, Arthur blindly felt around the bed for the tube of lube he had used to loosen Gilbert up. After squirting some into his hand, Arthur coated his straining member and then lined himself up with Gilbert's waiting entrance.

In one swift thrust he buried himself deep into Gilbert, the albino breaking the kiss by throwing his head back and crying out. Arthur hissed at the feeling of being swallowed up by Gilbert, the albino's muscles clenching down deliciously around Arthur.

Arthur took a moment to relish in the heat, opening his eyes to look down at Gilbert and lick his lips. Arthur carded a hand through his hair, placing his other hand on Gilbert's hip. He ground his erection inside Gilbert, earning a soft groan from the other.

"So, sweetheart, are you sure you don't want me to be sweet and slow?" Arthur purred, smirking down at his lover.

Gilbert's crimson eyes narrowed and he pouted in annoyance. He lifted his legs up and wrapped them around Arthur's waist, pulling the other closer, if that was even possible. Despite the small groan of pleasure, Gilbert still managed to keep his smouldering, frustrated look.

"If you seriously don't fuck me now, I'm going to kick your ass." Gilbert growled, rocking his hips back against Arthur.

The Brit stifled a gasp, biting his bottom lip and scowling slightly at the smug smirk Gilbert flashed him. Oh how Arthur wished to wipe that smirk off his face. So that's what he did.

Pulling out till his tip was barely brushing against Gilbert's entrance, Arthur thrust back in with a snap of his hips. Gilbert tossed his head back and cried out in pleasure. His hands shot out to cling to Arthur's shoulders, desperate to have a hold on something.

Arthur gave no moment for Gilbert to catch his breath, setting up a harsh, steady rhythm that had both of them moaning in wonton pleasure. Gilbert choked on a moan, his back arching as he cried out when his prostate was struck.

"F-fuck!" He gasped out, hitting Arthur's lower back with a heel. "There! Right there!"

All movements from Arthur instantly stopped and left Gilbert making varying sounds akin to an angry whine. He opened eyes he didn't remember closing and sent Arthur the angriest glare he could muster in his state. Arthur, not at all deterred, merely chuckled at Gilbert's expression.

"What's the matter, love?" He hummed, rocking his hips slowly; not enough to heighten Gilbert's arousal, but enough to keep him wanting more.

Gilbert grit his teeth and growled, "Arthur Kirkland, I swear to God if you don't keep moving-."

He was cut-off by a moan as Arthur slammed into him without warning. Arthur's smirk stayed in place while he stilled his hips once again.

Arthur chuckled, "I'm afraid I didn't quite catch that, love."

The whine Gilbert made was clearly one of frustration. He hit Arthur's back with his heels, shifting against the other male.

With his brows furrowed, Gilbert pouted angrily at Arthur. "Come on! Stop playing around! You promise you'd satisfy me."

Arthur paused, taking note of the small tears of frustration gathering in Gilbert's eyes. His brows creased and he leaned down, cupping Gilbert's cheek and kissing his forehead.

"Sorry, Love. I guess I teased too much?"

Gilbert huffed, burying his face in Arthur's shoulder. "Ja, you did. I'm too horny to be teased."

Arthur kissed the side of Gilbert's face and hummed in thought. "I'll try to make it up to you then."

Suddenly Arthur flipped them so he was lying below Gilbert while the other was above him, still impaled on his cock. Gilbert gasped, a shudder trailing up his spine at the new angle Arthur's member rested inside him.

The Brit smiled up at Gilbert and placed his hands on Gilbert's hips. "Alright, Love. You have all the control. Pick your pace and I'll follow."

Gilbert gave him a suspicious look, his cheeks puffing out before he placed his hands on Arthur's abdomen, rocking his hips experimentally. Pleased that he did in fact have the control, Gilbert lifted his hips. He let gravity do the rest of the work and dropped down.

Both he and Arthur moaned in satisfaction as Gilbert continued to fuck himself on Arthur's member. Before long, Gilbert could feel the impending approach of his climax. Whimpering, he tilted his head back as Arthur leaned up, wrapping his arms around Gilbert's waist and latching his mouth onto Gilbert's neck. Their lips eventually found each other and, with a muffled cry, Gilbert was the first to reach his end.

Arthur followed soon after, groaning into the kiss. He rode out his orgasm, enjoying the lingering threads of pleasure that wracked both his and Gilbert's body. Arthur eventually lied them both on their sides and slipped out of Gilbert.

As they waited for their breathing to steady, Arthur covered the both of them with a blanket, watching his lover's flushed face as he regained his breath.

Gilbert sighed, snuggling closer to Arthur and taking a deep breath. "Don't tease me so much when I'm horny. Or else I won't let you continue next time."

Arthur chuckled, rolling his eyes. "Alright, I'll tone down the teasing."

The two laid in silence for a while longer before Gilbert propped himself up on an elbow, looking down at Arthur.

Gilbert grinned widely at Arthur, leaning down and kissing him quite passionately. Pulling away, Gilbert bluntly said, "I love you."

Arthur blinked, eyes widening at the abrupt confession Gilbert gave him. While it was quite like Gilbert to be so sudden, Arthur had figured the other would say it with a little more finesse. He found himself grinning anyways, his chest swelling with love and happiness.

He pulled Gilbert's head down for another deep and slow kiss. When they parted, he rested his forehead against Gilbert's and gave him a warm smile. "I love you too."