Chapter 12 Alfred POV
'What's wrong with me!?' First I can't even walk straight let alone stand, then I can't use a fork and spoon, plus he had to help me bathe! Bathe! But that's not what was worrying me. What was bothering me was the awkward feeling in between my legs.
When Arthur had washed my hair it had felt nice. It went from nice to really nice when he started scratching my head. I knew he was smiling and giggling and even I had to admit it was kinda funny. But when he'd scratched my ears. Oh God!
It had felt almost unbearably good. A tingley sensation went down my spine and warmed my body. I'd shuddered at how good it felt. I knew Artie noticed because he stopped. Not abruptly like he was grossed out by it, he was probably embarrassed.
I sat on his bed fiddling with the knot on the towel. The small tent in the towel was still visible. But what was I supposed to do! Curiously I reached down and ran a finger over the bulge in the towel. I moaned and bucked up involuntarily. That had felt...amazing!
I ran my finger over it again, applying more pressure this time. I needed more. I could feel my face turn crimson as I reached under the towel and gripped myself. I had to bite my other hand to keep myself from moaning too loud. I squeezed and rubbed myself my hips bucking wildly. I just couldn't seem to finish it though! What the hell was missing!?
I growled deep in my throat. What the hell was this in the first place! I wanted to ask Arthur but after they way he acted earlier...no. It would be too embarrassing. Arthur...His face entered my mind. I knew every detail of it. My mind flashed back to the night Francis came over.
Arthur's green eyes had darkened with lust and moans of pleasure had slipped from his open lips as Francis' tongue twirled around his. I moaned again and squeezed harder as I imagined myself in Francis' place. Making Arthur moan and squirm underneath me.
My face darkened another shade of crimson as I pictured Arthur's pale slim fingers touching me like this. Telling me this was perfectly normal and that everything would be okay. Oh God! If I had been paying attention I would have realized I'd shouted that out loud.
Panting and sated I flopped back on the bed. I laid there, taking deep breaths while my thoughts wandered to where Arthur was. I wiped my hand off on the towel and curled up. I felt tired and sluggish. I needed a nap...

I felt warmth around me and a weight settle on top of me. Something warm and soft trailed up my neck sucking and nipping in just the right places. I raised my hips and groaned. Suddenly lips were pressed to my ear and a familiar yet unfamiliar voice whispered, "Does it feel good Alfred?"
Arthur's voice was quiet but the words were laced with a promise. I don't know of what, but I knew it would be good. I moaned out a yes.
"Good boy," And then he bit down. Nipping and sucking on the earlobe as he grinded against me. I moaned and brought my hands up to cup his ass. His hot breath against my ear after he licked it sent shivers down my spine and I bucked up against him.
"More," I pleaded. Arthur smirked and kissed down my jaw line nipping at the juncture of my ear and jaw. He reached my lips and lapped teasingly at them. I opened my mouth and waited. But Arthur wasn't done teasing me. He pulled back and kissed my nose, cheeks, hair, neck.
"Arthur! Please!" I whined. My blue eyes were now fully open and he could see the pathetic need and desire in them. His face softened and he leaned down to kiss me chastely. I smiled and wrapped my arms around him and flipped our positions.
Arthur looped his arms around my neck and we shared a slow passionate kiss. There was no tongue but it was still full of emotion. We pulled away panting and went back to kissing. This time I inserted my tongue into his mouth.
I licked and teased every inch of his moist cavern before the dizzying lack of oxygen made me pull away.
"Such a greedy animal." I growled and bit his collar bone before kissing the wound softly. Arthur worked on leaving a nice hickey on me while I teased his earlobe like he'd done to me. Once Arthur was satisfied with the mark he'd left I lowered my own head and began to litter his neck with my own marks.
I worked my way down to his nipples and sucked and licked at them. My hand toying with one of them while the other was running up and down his sides before lowering to his leg. I ran my hand up and down it. He moaned and wrapped it around my hips.
"Alfie, hurry!" I nodded and pulled away. I continued to kiss down his body, worshipping it with my loving gentle touch and my passionate kisses.
"What do I do now?" I watched as Arthur took out a bottle of lotion and prepared himself. He squirted some more into his hand and rubbed it onto my cock. I moaned and bucked at the sensation. As soon as that was done I plunged into his warm tight body...

Arthur POV

I unlocked the door to my home and stepped inside. It was unusually quiet. I wasn't expecting him to be wandering around but I thought he would at least call out a greeting. I went to my bedroom to see if he was okay. I smiled at the adorable sight.
Alfred was curled up on my bed, his cheeks flushed a light pink. I walked over and smoothed his bangs out of his face. I frowned when I noticed that they were sticking to his forehead and sweat was running down his body. I leaned over and touched my forehead to his. He was warm but didn't have a fever.
"Arthur," I heard Alfred moan. But he was still fast asleep.
"I love you...Arhtur!" Alfred's hips jack-knifed up and he flopped over onto his back panting. His hazy blue eyes opened and met mine. It took a few moments before either of us realized what happened. And when we did both our face erupted in crimson blushes.

This was going to be a long day.