They were kicked out of the theatre. They had failed to notice the credits rolling before the cleaning attendant came in and loudly coughed them into reality. Leaving with red faces the lady at the window smiled and waved at them again.
"Well, that was something." Arthur said, faintly sarcastic.
"Hmmm, agreed." A smile lighting up on Francis' face.
"Where to next?" Arthur asked, as though he didn't know.
Francis just laughed, Arthur was just so cute!
It took roughly 20 minutes for them to walk back to Francis' house. It was a nice home, not one of the fanciest in town, not like the Vargas manor, but decent enough. And just like Arthur's home it was empty. This was one of the things they shared, families that left them alone more than they were around. Being only children, they lived completely alone and learned to take care of themselves, look out for only themselves. But they also had something important in common that shattered that loneliness; good friends, both had people that they went to in order to deter their loneliness. For him it was Alfred and Matthew, while for Francis it was Gil and Antonio.
They hadn't really talked much about those things though, where their parents were, how lonely growing up had been for either of them, their friendships and how they came about or why they lasted so long. Their fast love left them not really deepening their understanding of one another. Arthur for one didn't feel it was the right time in their relationship to go into such depth, that was something you did later, or so he thought. Francis on the other hand had a lot to tell Arthur, but had no idea where to start.
How do you go about telling your new partner about your past, starting with one your best friends being the leader of a gang? The reasons behind that decision? How do you go about telling someone how you support that life style, even help it at times, knowing full well how dangerous it is? Arthur couldn't possibly understand, and even if he could, he didn't want to tell him anything that might put him in any danger. Trouble by association, what could be worse.
But he knew he couldn't keep it a secret for much longer, peaceful times don't last long, and with how often he's going out on the town with Arthur it was bound to happen that someone would approach him to get Gilbert's attention. Or just to start a fight with him for his interference in certain activities, such as the mugging.
"Well, do you uh, want to continue where we left off at the theatre?"
Arthur broke the silence they had fallen into as Francis started thinking about his friends. The way Arthur asked was so funny though, it wasn't sexy at all, and he was blushing, clearly he didn't know how to get back into the mood from before.
"Hmm? Oh Arthur, you can't just ask me straight out! You have to work at it a bit, get back into the mood~"
This made Arthur blush even darker. Francis sent him a wink before moving to grab the other teen's hand. Lacing their fingers together and using his free hand to lift Arthur's chin, as he was trying to look away from the embarrassment he was feeling. Francis would not allow him to look down, and as Arthur reluctantly allowed himself to be guided Francis started placing small, light kisses on Arthur's nose, then his cheek, his jaw, chin and finally his mouth. Over and over, each one growing longer, until it reached a peak and Arthur coaxed Francis this time to open his mouth and deepen the kissing.
As they kissed, hands ran up shirts and tucked in and out of pants, both moving to a place to rest up against. Arthur attempting to take the lead but Francis not really allowing it, until finally their pushing and shoving resulted in them both falling to the floor in a huff of grunts and frustrated noises.
"You *kiss* wanker, just let me *kiss* get your bloody shirt off *kiss*"
"No *kiss* let me get *kiss* your damn shirt off!"
Fumbling more so than fighting they both succeeded in getting each other's shirt off, and before Francis could finish Arthur was already at his belt. Still not fully pleased with Arthur's dominant attitude, in one fluid motion he undid Arthur's zipper and was attempting to pull down his pants.
Arthur let out a small gasp at Francis' quick hands, but it was followed by an 'hmph' as he would not be outdone. He attempted to push him down so he could be on top of him and work at getting Francis' pants and underwear off, he thought for sure this would be where he met the most resistance, but surprisingly Francis was now letting him do what he wanted.
"Hey, why did you suddenly calm down?"
"Ah~ because at this rate we'll get nowhere, besides, I'm excited to know what you're so worked up to do~"
Arthur gave Francis a look over, suspicious of his sudden complacency, but not wanting to lose his advantage he went back to getting Francis unclothed.
He wanted that so badly that when he finally got to see everything he was embarrassed. Francis was hard, his face flushed at the sudden realization that he hadn't ever seen another guy's erection. But at the same time, Francis looked so tempting that he didn't want to take too long, but…
I have no idea what I'm doing! I've, never actually done anything like this before…
Arthur would be too embarrassed to admit that to Francis now though.
Well, I've seen some videos, and, magazines are good too right? I'll just, try and do some of that stuff. That should be good.
Arthur went about moving Francis into a new position. Guiding him with his hands, laying Francis out and running his hands up the outside of Francis' thighs. He started kissing on Francis' collarbone, which Francis returned with a small moan, Arthur moved lower, kissing every other bit of flesh as he went. Each one coaxed a new response from Francis, even including little words of encouragement, like yes, oh, right there, so good Arthur~. Before he knew it, he was kissing the insides of Francis' thighs, eyes matching the level of Francis' erection.
He decided now was the time to be daring, it was right there, and he wanted to keep going, make Francis feel good, lose their virginity together, be as one together.
He ran his tongue from the base of Francis' cock to the tip. It sent a wave through Francis' body that had him arching his back off the floor.
"Ooooooh!"
That response was more than enough to get Arthur's own member to start rising. He could feel the pressure of it pressing up against his jeans. God he wanted this so badly.
He worked his tongue back up and down Francis, taking a few swipes at the top of the head, and back down around the shaft. So far working on the outside was easy enough, Francis seemed to be enjoying it, and it didn't take too much work to just keep licking and kissing, giving a blowjob so far turned out to be incredible.
"Mmmm, Arthur, you're amazing~ hehe, it's hard to believe you've never done this before."
Arthur didn't stop to make a retort, instead he decided he'd show off by really blowing Francis' mind, he'd show him that even if this was his first time, he's naturally just better than other people and make this an experience Francis would brag to others about.
He began to use one of his hands to stroke Francis' shaft, prepping himself mentally to take the head into his mouth, kissing and licking the tip, using his tongue to swirl around it over and over, relishing in the taste of Francis' pre-cum, he opened his mouth wider.
"YAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! NOOOOOOOOOOO"
Francis reeled as best he could to pull Arthur up off him, and the look on Arthur's face as he came up screamed that of a frightened child. Confused, wide-eyed terror.
"W-what?! What did I do? That hurt? Are you okay?!"
"Your teeth! You scrapped me with your teeth! Of course that hurt!"
"I what? But isn't this how you do it?! How the hell else am I supposed to get your thing in my mouth?!"
"WHAT?! Of course not you idiot! You're…uh…you're supposed to, um…HEY! This is my first time too you know, how the hell am I supposed to know what we have to do! All I know is THAT wasn't right! It hurt!"
The two stared at each other for a bit. Confused, embarrassed, but both very much aroused. Neither one really knowing what they were doing, but still very much wanting to try.
Francis knew however that now Arthur would be too nervous to make the first move back into it, so he moved himself semi-next to, hovering a bit over Arthur, resting his hand over the bulge in Arthur's pants and started rubbing his hands over Arthur through his clothes. While he leaned over him to press his lips to his neck, over his shoulder, under his chin, and catching small kisses to his lips.
"I still want to if you do? Let's just take this slow, we'll just do our best. Okay?"
Arthur breathed out more of an "hnnn" noise rather than a verbal yes.
Francis let up his hands and stood up, reaching his hand out to Arthur who looked up in question.
"Let's move to the bedroom alright? I don't want my first time with you on the floor of my doorway!"
"Oh, yeah, I guess you're right."
Francis led Arthur to his room, a large room, which was very white. White curtains that let the sun shine through, white sheets to a silver framed canopy bed, double size; not spoiled enough for anything as large as a queen or king, but also loved enough for it not to be a twin. Not like Arthur, a twin was said to be "good enough for a kid your age, why would you need anything bigger?" It looked comfortable, and before he got to feel just how comfortable it was Francis had stopped him at the bed side, undid his zipper and undressed him completely.
The two of them stood naked briefly, before Francis coaxed Arthur onto the bed. They kissed and touched and explored each other for what felt like forever. It was exciting, and arousing, and safe. Francis began to take over this time, kissing down Arthur's body, using his hand to stroke Arthur's erection, occasionally pressing a finger to Arthur's backside.
Arthur was unsure if he wanted to go that far so soon, but Francis seemed to know what he was doing, he wasn't sure why, and in the moment he didn't think about it. All he knew was that when Francis stopped touching him he let out humiliating noises, and when Francis returned and continued he was yearning for more, he let Francis' voice coax him through all kinds of things.
It was the feeling of one finger that shocked him out of his hazy daze. In that brief time Francis had stopped he went to grab lube and a condom, where he got them from Arthur didn't pay attention, and was feeling mildly in awe of his preparedness. Had Francis known they'd do this so soon? Was he happy about that? Or was he feeling a bit offended?
The coolness of the lube hadn't even really knocked him out of his erotic daze, but now, with Francis wiggling just enough to start loosening him up, things became a bit more focused.
"Hey! Are you serious?! Slow down a bit."
"What? Is this alright? Are you okay? If it hurts I'll stop."
"N-no it doesn't hurt right now, but…well, isn't this really fast? This is…"
"Your first time? It's mine too you know, I won't hurt you, I don't want to hurt you. Arthur, I love you, I want to make you feel good. If this isn't something you want to do right now, I'll stop, just tell me and I'll wait until you're ready."
The look of pure adoration Francis looked at Arthur with made him feel a bit uneasy, at the moment it was a strange thing to feel. Was it out of happiness? Love? Or something else? He didn't know, all he did know was that at this moment he wanted nothing more than to keep going. Everything else could be worked out later.
"I, love you too."
With that Arthur showed Francis he wanted to continue by bringing his legs up, giving Francis a more full view of his hole.
Francis' face lit up, and went to press a full, passionate kiss to Arthur's lips. Whispering another I love you into his neck as he slowly pressed a second finger into Arthur. Sliding in and out in an even pace, spreading his fingers occasionally to loosen Arthur even more.
Their heavy breathing, grunts and moans all but occupied the total sound between them. Broken occasionally by Francis asking if things were still alright, if Arthur was okay, if he could still keep going. Arthur replied as best he could with words, but sometimes he couldn't get them out before a wave of pleasure had moans replacing his responses.
When Francis removed his fingers the emptiness was bizarre, he felt shocked Francis had stopped and looked up quickly to see why, only to find Francis beginning to work on the condom he had grabbed with the lube.
"Are…you ready Arthur?"
Arthur gave Francis a full look over, the size of Francis' erection made him question if it would even fit, how could it possibly go into such a small area? He gulped down the saliva forming in his mouth, or was it air? He didn't really know. He nodded a yes and that's all he could muster.
Adding a bit more lube to Arthur's anus and rubbing some of it on over the condom, Francis pressed his hands to behind Arthur's knees. Pushing Arthur's leg's to his chest and positioning the head of his cock right up against Arthur's entrance, he let out a deep breath.
He pushed in just a bit, and surveyed Arthur's reaction. Head pressing deeper into the sheets of his bed, shoulders shaking, eyes and fists clenched closed, hands gripping what they could hold, and legs trembling at the position he was being held in, Arthur let in and out small and big gasps of air. He opened his eyes eventually and started up at Francis.
"Ah…you can…keep going."
Francis moved to press more of himself into Arthur, further, and further, until there was nothing left.
"Heh, I'm…completely inside you, you're amazing Arthur~ you should see—"
"Shut up, just, don't say anymore."
Francis laughed at Arthur, and the vibrations of it were apparently felt all the way down, and Arthur moaned at the feeling.
Not taking more time to ask, Francis become to pull out a bit, a bit more, before finally thrusting back in.
"AHHH! Nnnnn"
Slowly, slowly, adjusting to the feeling, and then enough was enough, he couldn't take it anymore, the feeling, it was too good. Arthur's heat, his voice, the sensation of the pressure on his cock, he had to thrust into him more.
"Mmmm, Arthur…amazing~…so, amazing!" his thrusts quickened a bit, his body reacting to pleasure more than rational thought
"Haaaa, s-slower, you, fool! AH!"
Francis tried his best to slow down but his body refused to obey his thoughts, it felt too incredible, and Arthur's hips coming in to meet his thrusts made him feel as though it wouldn't be too bad if he ignored his request this one time.
His length pulled to the tip and back in again, Francis loosened his grip on Arthur's legs and as soon as he did Arthur wrapped them around his waist, using what strength he had in his legs to pull Francis in more, feel him closer on his body. With his hands free he moved one hand to grip Arthur's member, and stroke it in time with his thrusts.
The unfortunate pitfalls of being young and inexperienced is that as soon as it started it was all but coming to an end. Francis could feel just how much harder he was thrusting into Arthur, and the other boys voice was so loud it almost masked his own grunts and labored breathing, but no matter how much he wanted to make it last a bit longer, he was reaching his peak.
A rapid, hard, few more thrusts into Arthur, Francis unloaded into the condom. Slowly pumping a few more times he watched underneath him as Arthur climaxed, his orgasm settling over his own chest and a few spurts making it onto Francis. He practically collapsed onto Arthur.
"Idiot…you're…heavy…roll over!"
"Ahh~ I can't, too tired…"
Francis tried to kiss Arthur but with some extra strength the other boy forcefully pushed him off and he laid on his side. Francis let out a laugh that shook the whole bedframe.
He pulled Arthur into his arms and kissed him anyway.
"I love you Arthur, I truly do."
"Hnph, yeah, whatever, I love you too I guess"
With that Arthur rolled over to face away from Francis, snuggled further into his chest, and the two fell asleep wrapped up together.
OOO
Arthur woke up feeling sore, mildly cold, and sticky. Francis wasn't in the bed with him anymore, but he could hear running water coming from Francis' own bathroom. The events that followed went something like this;
Arthur got out of Francis' bed, collected what few clothing items were in the room, and folded them neatly, placing them at the edge of the bed he had just gotten out from. He sat and waited until Francis came out of the bathroom, in which he was offered to take a shower; he accepted. Francis told him he could use the other towel hanging on the rack already, and in the meantime he would go and get the rest of his clothes in the hall; he would leave them on the bed for him to dress.
Arthur thanked him, and then hopped in the shower after closing the door. He took the quickest shower he could, dressed as fast as possible, and then ate with Francis, as Francis had offered, and they talked only lightly throughout the meal. After finishing Francis offered that they spend some more time together, watch a movie, anything Arthur wanted, but Arthur simply said he had to go home, disappointed Francis accepted that answer. He saw Arthur to the door, told him he loved him again, kissed him goodbye, and then Arthur left.
As he walked home he worked through his mind everything that had happened, from the theater to him leaving moments ago. He was happy, so happy, and in love, and yet he didn't stay when Francis asked him to. Why?
There was that strange uneasiness he had felt when he was with Francis, a moment in which he now thought harder on, they were making love right? He trusted Francis, right? Loved him? So then where did this strange feeling come from? He couldn't shake it. It was upsetting, he was irritated with himself over this feeling he couldn't place or really describe. It was just, an uneasiness. Should he talk to Francis about it? They were officially lovers now, and he had always heard that communication and honesty were foundations for a healthy relationship, but would Francis be hurt by his honesty? Would he understand what he was even talking about? Was it too soon to even be so serious like this? It was all just so confusing and nerve wracking.
Ack, I just don't know! I, I should maybe just sleep on it more, maybe that'll help me figure out what I need to do.
Arthur let out a heavy sigh.
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Note:
These are gonna be different now, I think I pretty much established for long enough Hetalia isn't mine, it's Hima's, characters are Hetalia characters, etc.
I'll still be doing character intro's like before when they happen, translations when needed and differentiations with bolds, italics, etc. when they occur.
Like I said before, this is gonna be slowly updated thanks to life, but I started writing chapter 14 already so the wait might not be as long? I won't make any promises. Thanks for reading and sticking around, I really do appreciate it :)