(Ally's Notes: okay so you know how I said I would only update on weekends? Well, I lied. :D enjoy the smut~)

Stranger: Alfred waved at her and she awkwardly waved back, she turned on her heels and began to whistle. As the plane began to descend the American began to get their bags. "Arthur where are we staying by the way? I hope you didn't pick a chessy romantic beach side hotel like last time?" The American said blushing like crazy because he remembered the time Arthur decide to get freaky with him in a pool, a public pool. "I want a normal hotel, like we use to get in college before we were rich or whatever." He smiled finally placing their luggage on the floor and rubbing his lower haft against Arthur wantingly.

You: "We can go to a motel if you'd prefer." Arthur said, looking up at him. He stood a bit awkwardly, his hips hurting a bit from their lovemaking in the cramped bathroom. His face was perfectly neutral. He had already planned to stay at a fancy hotel- purely because he liked the soft beds and the soaps. But if Alfred wanted to stay somewhere else, he was fine with that. As long as they ended up in the same bed, with four walls and a roof surrounding them as they slept, he was fine with anything.

Stranger: Eww I hate motels, remember we found a condom in our bed. Fine I changed my mind, let's just go to the hotel you wanted to go to. I mean it sould'nt matter I guess as long as I'm with you..." His hands laced with Arthur, his head laying against Arthur's shoulder. They began to exit the plane, a man with green eyes and brown hair in a suit held a sign that read Arthur Kirkland. "Arthur is he waiting for you?" It was Antonio the man who was Arthur's personal tourer for where ever they travel. Arthur's big boss spoils him. "Arthur Kirkland~" He hummed looking at the two. "Ah and Alfred Kirkland~" Alfred waved.

You: Arthur snickered as he got his way, then groaned as he saw Antonio. "Hello Antonio." Arthur said with a sigh. He was already plotting his escape with his hubby. The tour guide was way too energetic. And he wanted to be alone with his husband.

Stranger: Antonio smiled and hugged Arthur. "Welcome to Spain sir!" He smiled and started to babble on about stuff and he poked Alfred's arm. "It's nice to finally meet you Alfred, Arthur told me some. Um interesting things about you." Alfred blushed. "Your hubby says a lot when he's drunk." The Spained sniked and told Alfred about Arthur's was blushing and twiddling his fingers. Wishing this would end, wishing Arthur did something.

You: Arthur simply rolled his eyes. This was how the boss man kept an eye on him while he was not working. He always had a babysitter... Geeze! Arthur looked around, hand still interlocked with Alfred's. Antonio was just talking and talking... As the Spanish man rounded he corner, Arthur pulled Al to a stop and took him into a shop for a moment. From the back of he shop, he watched his confused adviser look around and call out to him.

"Keep your head down!" Arthur said as he ducked behind a shelf and pulled Alfred to do the same.

Stranger: Alfred did what was ordered, he ducked. His hand held tightly. "Arthur I can't believe you told him how tight I was when we first had sex..." He grumble holding on to his lover and looking over his shoulder. The American moved his body closer to Arthur's. "I think he's gone dude~" He smiled standing up.

You: "I don't remember ever telling him..." Arthur said with a frown. Peaked up over the shelves. Seeing no spaniard, he let out a sigh. "Come on. Let's go drop off our bags." He said, looking over to him with a smile. "How well do you remember the two years of Spanish we took together?" He asked before hefting up his own baggage.

Stranger: Alfred hooked his arm with Arthur's and nuzzled his arm. "Not that much, honey but I'm positive if we both collaborate our know words we can get by. Alfred didn't speak much back then, the only time he tried was around Arthur. He followed his husband to the hotel the'll be staying at. It was eat of the floors fancy. Alfred looked up at the looming building.

You: Whoever had built it had been trying and failing to replicate the western style. "Well, it said four stars..." Arthur said with a shrug. He had wanted a five star one, but that was about another half an hour away from where they were. Beggers can't be choosers... "Come on then. Let's head in."

Stranger: Alfred looked at the interior with Awe writen on his face, cowboys and sheriffs and sexy damsels. Even though it was lacking but Alfred wasn't picky no far from it. His husband on the other hand was he knew that he would not be feeling this. "Can we get a room on the upper floor Artie~ I want you to fuck me under the moonlight~" He purred sounding like a pornstar who found his wsy in a very clique romance novel.

You: Arthur smiled at that. "That's a wonderful idea." He said before going to the counter. He had some difficulty because they believed that since it was two men, they would be wanting seperate beds. When he finally managed to get a room on the highest floor available, he returned to Alfred, giving him the spare room key.

Stranger: Alfred took the key and smiled, taking Arthur's hand and holding it tightly. They took the elevator to the top floor and Alfred slid the key card side through the door. The room was marvelous big glass windows, black and white tiled floors and a big fluffy looking white bed. It even hand a canopy. The American rubbed the soft fabric of the canopy and grinned. It was so soft and Alfred smiled as he thought of the perfect outfit to ware tonight. He sat his bag next to the side he was planning on sleeping on and laid on the bed, his hips ached a little. That bathroom was so cramped, he rubbed his sides and looked over to Arthur. A smiled spreads its way across the other mans face. He was happy to finally be with Arthur again. His hugged a pillow and played with his ring, smiling like crazy.

You: "Your face will get stuck like that if you don't move it." Arthur said, a small smirk of his own on his face as he went into the large bathroom, and started to set up the sink, including Al's meds. Behind him was a tub big enough for four, in a circular shape. Next to it was a three planed window that curved around the side of the tub. They hadn't had a vacation together in a long time. He then turned around and returned to the bedroom portion of the suite to receive his suit case. He pulled out his clothes and hung them from the provided hangers in the closet area, which wasn't much.

Stranger: Alfred watch Arthur unpack, he found it quite interesting watching Arthur walk back and forth. "Arthur when do you have to go to work?" He asked as he played with his shirt lifting it up and down. He wanted to hang out with Arthur a day even if he had to sit in a office. He looked at his belly button piecing, he begged Arthur to let him get.

You: "Tomorrow." Arthur said with a frown. He sat on he edge of the bed and watched him. "That stomach piercing is going to rip off one day..." He said as he watched him play with it. Arthur shook his head slightly before crawling up closer to him. He grabbed the silly thing and tugged on it slightly.

Stranger: Alfred relaxed as Arthur pulled on his piercing, he liked the feeling of it being pulled on. "I doubt that will happen anytime soon, anyways just be glad I didn't get the Prince Albert." He chuckled as he caressed Arthur's hair. He could never understand his husband, how could his use to be punkish boyfriend turned into the famous book writer who hates his piercing and loves to be in quite places. Alfred imagines that Arthur still listening to sex pistols and just jamming out when Alfred's not around, but thats just another thing he just hopes Arthur still does and maybe just one day his lover will invite him to just chill and listen to british punk bands. "I know you like it though. You think it's fucking sexy as hell.~" He said in a cocky way.

You: Arthur rolled his eyes, a small smile playing on his face, exposing that Alfred was indeed right. "Whatever you say~" he trailed off tauntingly. It seemed like as Arthur grew older, Alfred grew younger. Constantly contradicting each other, they were a great match. Artie reached over to press Alfred's glasses higher up on his nose, only to tear them off a second later. "You've got such a baby face..." He said with a smirk.

Stranger: "Well at least I don't have bushy eyebrows..." He said scooting closer to his lover, he pulled his face closer and ran his fingers softly along his eyebrows and smiled. "God but some how I find them so sexy, well at least on you. Only Arthur can pull them off." Alfred rubbed there noses together before kissing it. His vision was blurry and a small headache began to form from the the lost of his glasses but he thought said fuck it.

You: "Damn right they're sexy." Arthur said before putting Al's glasses on his own nose, looking at him over the rims. They were a bit uncomfortable but he didn't mind. "How do I look?" He asked, giving him his best flirty secretary look.

Stranger: Alfred cocked his head and smiled. "You look teacher." Alfred loved it when Arthur wore his clothes, it was sexy and oh so attractive. "Maybe I can be your naughty student or that student who needs some extra credit~" He hummed rubbing Arthur's tie, between his fingers.

You: Arthur smirked and pushed Alfred onto his back before climbing up to sit right on his crotch. "I do believe that you are failing my class Mr. Kirkland." He said in his best stern teacher voice. "But I do have a way of you earning extra credit..." He said before leaning down to kiss him. "But you're gonna have to loosen me up first if you want to even attempt to get me in there." He whisper before giving him another short kiss.

Stranger: Alfred rolled his hips up against Arthur, damn Arthur was sexy. "B-But teacher won't the other kids and teachers here us. Not that I care but..."He blushed looking to the side, blushing like crazy. He was speaking in his old innocent school boy voice. Alfred looked back at him, his fingers began to open his buttons.

You: This situation was reminding him of their first kiss. Arthur was helping him study and one thing let to another and they both discovered they were gay. Or at least he did at that time. Alfred was his first and only. "Not if your quiet my pet." Arthur said before he pressed two fingers over his mouth. He held up a finger to his own lips before shushing him softly while he unzipped his jeans. "It's much to late for anyone except the janitors to hear you anyways." He loosened his tie a bit before sliding a hand into his jeans.

"Shall we begin the lesson?"

Stranger: Alfred looked at him with lustful eyes full of desire. "Yes Mr. Kirkland..." He moved his bottom area up against his lover's hand. He wrapped his arms around his neck. "Please give me a hard lesson, I want something to blow my mind~" Alfred purred.

You: Oh? Then I know just the one." He said before groping him. He moved to pull his skinny jeans off before kissing his neck. He then moved down on him, more towards his lower half. He yanked down his underware and placed a succulent kiss on the head of his length.

Stranger: Alfred covered his mouth and moaned softly. " A-Arthur..." He spoke quietly not trying to get caught. He places his foot on the crotch area of his husband/Teacher, he moved his foot up and down softly against him. "You have to take something off too. It's not fair." He whined childishly.

You: He smirked and licked him. He took off his shirt. "I'm your teacher, treat me as such my pet." He licked him again before fondling his sacks. He moved his hips agenist his foot, grinding into him. His voice let out a moan and he in took his member.

Stranger: Alfred bit his knuckle to muffle the moans there Arthur goes. Once the man had his sexual tendencies there's no stopping him. The American continued to rub his loves clothed member with his foot, roughly then softly. "Does it feel good teacher, I'm not that good with given out pleasure. I'm more of a receiver" He purred, moving his hips to get more of Arthur's tongue.

You: He relaxed his throat, opening it up slightly. He into him all the way down to the redish-blonde curls. Letting up slightly, a thin stand of salvia hanging between his lips and Al's length. "Ah... C+" he said with a smirk. "You could try harder."

Stranger: Alfred blushed and pouted. "I can give a better blow job, old man." Alfred teased sitting up and pressing his foot harder against his private area, that surly was not private to Arthur. "I beat I can get a A+ in that, ~" He said with a lewd expression and a swift lick of his lips.

You: Oh? Do you want to try little boy?" He asked, putting his hand on his length and squeezed. His other hand pulled him up by the collar of his shirt and he laid a kiss on his lips, then his neck, then his ear. He took a bite before licking the inner shell.

Stranger: Alfred moaned and held on to the others shirt with a frown. "D-Damn right, I can and don't call me a little boy were only two years apart!" He grumbled a he pushed his husband onto the bed. "Since I'm such a child open your own pants, if not you won't get my mouth or my sexy ass body~" He purred with a dark expression.

You: He smirked then leaned up to kiss him. "Oh? You think I just want you for your body? No." He hummed as he went down and loosened his belt. "I want /you/." He said with a smirk. And popped open the button. He kissed him again. "Two years apart, still younger." He said as he sucked on his lip.

Stranger: Alfred kissed back, Arthur was such a sweet talker but Alfred knew deep down he meant that and it made his heart ache in a good way. He has missed Arthur and his words of affection and some how he felt like he's been like this wit9 Arthur before but it was kind of impossible for them to be together do to there status. What a dreaded life they must of have lived. Alfred pulled away and took Arthur's pants off. Alfred kiised his clothed member and rubbed him up softly.

You: Arthur shivered at the touch. "Of course you're better." He muttered. "You blow more then I do." He watched him as he worked his magic. "And your face makes me hard as hell when you do that." He grinder up into him a bit, inviting him in to do what he liked.

Stranger: Alfred smiled at the sudden pressure on his face, Arthur could be so need too and Alfred loved it. He removed Arthur's boxers and freed him from his clothed chamber. Arthur was not as hard as he liked him to be but he could surly get him there. Alfred leaned fowlared a licked the head of his cock, whiled his other hand jerked him off.

You: Arthur let out a soft moan before biting it back. It felt so good yet, he couldn't help but want more. It's funny, he only became greedy around his husband. "I can already tell that you might just past this test Mr. Kirkland~." He said with some more holding back of moans. Arthur ran a hand through Al's hair, effectively messing up. He played with his cowlick for a moment before smirking. He remembered how much Alfred used to like it when he played with this little clump of hair...

Stranger: Alfred rubbed his head against Arthur's hand, he use to do this all the time. If Arthur kept it up he might fall asleep. Alfred began to put more of Arthur into his mouth, he was planning on deep throating him, if he was a good teacher of course. Alfred free hand went to Arthur's warm sack where he fondled and pulled on the softly

You: Arthur couldn't help but move a hand on top of his head, trying to push him down weakly. Another moan escaped his mouth and he shuddered. It felt soo good! Why did Alfred tease him so? He was going so slow!

Stranger: Alfred felt Arthur push his head down but resisted. The American relaxed his throat and shoved Arthur inside of his mouth, once the tip was touching the back off his throat the fun began. Alfred began to suck and lick Arthur. Arthur was hard in his throat so hard it was driving Alfred crazy, the younger male began to touch himself as he blowed his husband. "Soft moans and desperation came into action.

You: Arthur curled his toes. It was like Alfred was a professional. This made him wonder where he got the practice, but figured that he was only good when he was blowing him, which made him feel better... And like it more. He rocked a bit into him, trying to get more. It was driving him crazy how good this was.

Stranger: Alfred took him out his mouth a strand on spit following. "Your so big Arthur, so fucking tasty." He smiled lewdly, and member begins to drip pre-cum. Alfred moaned as he softly jerked himself off in front of Arthur, no shame in his game. "I want you to touch me and love me Arthur, I need you so bad..." He blushed, panting, his hand want forward to rub him.

You: Arthur smirked and reached down, taking the natural lube that was coming out and smearing it on his stomach. "You should be more patient." He said before taking rubbing and groping him hard. He moved to invite him closer as his other hand went to insert a couple fingers into Al's ass.

Stranger:"I can't be patient, I-I a-ah...love and need you too much." Alfred moaned as he came closer to him. He wrapped his arms around his neck, kissing and sucking at him. Alfred began to grind against Arthur's thigh, as he fingered it. "Mmnn Artie, I want y-you to fuck me long and h-hard. Please treat me like a naughty whore." He said in a slutish tone, just letting his sexually fantasies speak for him.

You: "Whatever you desire~" he said with a smirk. He then smacked his ass with a hand before pulling out the other. "On your stomach." He ordered. Arthur went behind him, taping his abs with a hand.

Stranger: Alfred did as was told but before he lied on his stomach he gingerly kissed Arthur on his lips. Once the kiss was broke he lied down. "T-This good, Teacher?" He gave him his innocent look, but full of sexually lust.

You: "I do believe it will do quiet nicely." Arthur said before going to sit on top of him. He thought to stretch him out more but thought agenist it. He instead just went and plugged himself right on in. He kept his hands on Al's back to keep balance

Stranger: Alfred cried out soft, he buried his face in the covers. It hurted so much, one thing didn't seem to like to do was stretch him. Once Arthur was he wasn't coming out in till he came. Alfred lifted his ass up and teared up slightly. He wiggled his hips and gripped the sheets. "A-Arthur, Fuck move your fucking ass!" He commanded as the pain continues.

You: Arthur: who hated being told what to do, moved in such a way that he knew would stench him out more, faster. "Like this?" He asked as he continued, knowing that he was hurting him.

Stranger: Alfred bit his bottom lip harshly, causing it to bleed. He held the sheets tightly, tears oozing from his eyes. "A-Arthur Aah..hurts...!"Alfred moaned out, he was in so much pain. He held the sheets whimpering and crying. He licked his bleeding lip. Why was Arthur suddenly so rough...His blue eyes were now like flooding pools of fresh water, his face was truly like a babies now, but he was sure Arthur found it erotic.

You: He stopped with a sigh. It was really erotic, but it wasn't as fun if Alfred wasn't moaning at the same time. So Arthur tried to be a bit more gentle as he tried to get in Further. He already knew that he was no where close to Al's prostate. He leaned down and placed a kiss at the top of his spine.

Stranger: Alfred shivered as a kiss was placed on his back, he softly moaned as Arthur rocked his hips gently into him. Afther awhiled of just letting him do that, he began to move. Alfred rocked with Arthur, their thrust and movements in unison. "A-Artie, you f-feel so nice in my ass~" He moaned out, even though Arthur hasn't hit his spot he felt good.

You: "That's good." He purred he rocked into him. "You know, I never paid you back for that massage." He hummed as he began to kneed his hands into Al's back, still continuing his thrusts, digging deeper each time.

Stranger: Alfred relaxed as Arthur thrusted softly and rubbed his back. "Y-You don't need to b-baby, you were stressed. I-It's my job to comfort you as your lover and friend." He smiled, his chest warming up from embarrassment. He tried moved with him, to find that magical unison they gain.

You: "I think I'll continue anyways. As your husband and heart." He said with a smile before he broke into a grin. Guess what he reached! With his member deep inside him, he reached for that bundle of nerves with each thrust. He stopped his massage to focus on meeting Al's beat.

Stranger: "A-Ah, Fuck Arthur!" He moaned holding the sheets tightly. Arthur was there he was touching his pleasure spot. Alfred became frantic, moving his hips back with Arthur's. "Aha..,ahh~" Alfred moaned, his head dripping his pre-cum on his chest. "H-Harder A-Arthur~" He begged closing his eyes.

You: Arthur was happy to oblige. He thrusted as hard as he could, using Alfred's pleasure to his advantage. "Don't rip the sheets again." He reminded, seeing him grip it. He moved a hand down to grab Al's dick and give it a squeeze. He may not be good at blow jobs, but he learned to give a wicked hand job.

Stranger:Alfred was screaming now, his body was in a pleasure overload. Arthur was constantly hitting his prostate. He felt Arthur's magical hand stroke his cock. "A-Aha, Yes Arthur~" His stomach began to feel warm, he was getting so close.

You: He thrusted, realizing that his adrenalin was forcing him to go harder. His hips hurt still from the plane, and now it was becoming blindingly painful, but he found he couldn't stop. Alfred felt too good! His screams were crazy erotic.

Stranger: Alfred's lower haft as well was in pain but the pleasure was ten times stronger. God Arthur felt way better in him then the other way around. Alfred hair was beginning to stick to his forehead from his sweat. Alfred's body began to tremble. "I-I'm...about to Ah aah c-come...," He panted, Alfred felt embarrassed when he saw himself leaking on his husband's hand. He was so dirty he needed Arthur's punishments; he was such a naughty young man.

You: He rubbed it harder. "Come for me Al~ " he whispered into his ear, breathing onto him. Just a little longer. Arthur thrusted up into him, loving the sound of his moans. "Drench my hand in your semen."

Stranger: Alfred face got hot, his member twitched at Arthur's perverse talking. The pattern of his moans were uneven, his moans would catch with his breath in till Arthur slammed his big, hot cock against his prostate. "A-Arthur!" Alfred tore the sheets and came hard, his seed squirting in a white stream; into his husband's hand and on his stomach.

You: The walls of Alfred's anus tightened around his cock. He shivered then thrusted in once more before he himself came into him.

Stranger: Alfred was seriously tired, sex two times in one day with no break. Alfred slipped Arthur cock out his ass, his seed leaking out. Alfred rested his head on Arthur chest, he kissed his chin. "L-Love you..." He whispered softly.

You: "You better. You did agree to marry me." He said before kissing him again. "I love you too." He said before narrowing his eyes. "You ripped the sheets again." He said before wrapping his arms around him

Stranger: Alfred nuzzled his chest; his hands were wrapped around his waist. "I regret nothing Arthur. I'm so happy right now. ..." He mumbled, playing with his ring. His hair messy and so was Artie's. The sweat made it cling. "Arthur we should go to Canada and live there. You and me will all alone, you can still right and I just be there to cuddle with you and talk. Far, far away..." He ran his fingers down his chest. "I won't have to share you." He smiled drowsily.

You: He chuckled. "And I wouldn't have to share you." He said, looking down at him. "It's pretty cold up there." Arthur said, placing a hand on his back. "How am i going to keep myself warm?" He asked, putting a tender kiss on his forehead. He rubbed his back softly, trying to relax him further.

Stranger: "There's this thing called a heater Arthur." He laughed but then got serious again. He pressed his body against his. "We'll cuddle in the blankets. We can make it, as long as your there. We can cook dinner together and just be with each other like we use to..." Alfred pulled on his piercing and smiled. "Me and my warm sensational, perverted hubby~" Alfred loved this idea but he was sure Arthur wouldn't want to do it.

You: Arthur thought for a moment. "If we could somehow get out of our contracts..." It was quiet possible and the idea was tempting. The only downside would be that their cash fund would take a huge blow. Sure, they could dip into the savings for a while, but... Just a quaint little cabin, and Alfred inside... He was already picturing it.

Stranger: Alfred face light up, was Arthur really thinking about it. "I think after this spring show, I have to reply to be a model after every two years and this is my last year." He caressed his cheek softly. "Honey can't you just work at home anyways, just e-mail back and forth." Arthur didn't need to be in an office to make books.

You: "I wish it was that simple. I go to meetings in each country to see if it's able to be produced in that country's language... And I have to go to book sightings and such to get more publicity." He said as he and a hand through Alfred's sweaty hair. "My current contract ends when I've finished this series..." He explained and stretched out his legs. His hips ached.

Stranger: Alfred ran his hand on Arthur hip bone, massaging it in a calm relaxing circular motion. "I understand, I'll just wait for you..." His voice began to crack. Alfred pulled the blanket over them, it was cold. "I mean I'll even go with you if they allow me." He smiled still rubbing Arthur hip.

You: "The world of business is in the way." Arthur said, pulling closer to him, taking in his warmth. "I would love for you to come with me." He ran a hand along Alfred's collar bone, warming it up. "It would be wonderful to retire early and just live with you."

Stranger: "I know Arthur b-but we don't need money to be happy or anything, Sofia wrote me a note. It said we only have one life and we should live it to our fullest. Arthur, our jobs are keeping us apart." Alfred felt like a clingy child but it hurts; Every time he leaves it takes him longer to come home the next time. "I guess, I'm still that clingy child but I can't help it. I love you that much...I'll do anything to be with you Artie." He snuggled as close as he could to Arthur; he kissed where his heart was.

You: Arthur smiled down to him softly. Pausing for a moment, he spoke: "I'll see what I can do." He said as he leaned into him, embracing his head. The job was really only for the money... But the money was keeping them apart which didn't make them any happier. He scooted down and gave him a kiss to the lips. "I love you, and I miss you... I'll see what I can do." He repeated, pressing his forehead against Al's.

Stranger: Alfred smiled kisses him. "Alright baby, I know you'll try your best." He rested his head o his chest and slowly went to sleep.