A/N: Okay, self, I will get this ONE CHAPTER DONE AND POSTED and then you WILL do your homework, you hear me? DO YOU? Good! Now finish this and do your homework! DX It's due TOMORROW!

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Erogenous

Arthur didn't say exactly what Alfred did to piss him off, but Alfred made him angry. He wanted to make him pay for it. Alfred had no idea what he had done but that Arthur was now firmly ignoring him and glared at him whenever he got close or talked to him. Alfred shrugged it off, thinking that Arthur would get over it. But Arthur didn't get over it. At least, not without revenge. And that's how they ended up where they were now.

Arthur had Alfred completely pinned and bound to a crystal spire using a thick vine. Alfred gaped, unsure of when this had happened, how, and why. Arthur smirked, standing towering over him, having Alfred to have to look up at him. The pack had been warned previously to keep its distance if they didn't want to be punished as well. Alfred frowned, worried.

"Uh…Artie? Haha, is there a reason I'm tied up?"

Arthur leaned into his face and glared. "I'm going to get my revenge." He stated.

Alfred gaped again. "For what?"

"You should know, you twit. Now, shall we begin?" Alfred didn't know what Arthur was going to do as Arthur reached forward and he closed his eyes expecting either a hit or a soft touch to the cheek. It was neither however as Arthur instead went straight for Alfred's hair and gripped his cowlick. Alfred's eyes flew open and he gasped.

"No! Don't touch that!" He cried, struggling, but the struggling only made his hair get tugged more and he groaned and held still, his body trembling a little. He cursed that he was becoming hard already.

Arthur smirked, glad that he had remembered his little discovery about Alfred from Earth even though it was many years ago. "Not a chance, love." He instead brought his face close and licked the strand –for curiosity's sake- from base to tip. Alfred arched and cried out, his fingers curling into fists at his sides and trying to arch. Arthur repeated the action before taking the cowlick into his mouth and sucking. Alfred's body trembled and he felt saliva at the corner of his mouth as he huffed to maintain himself. His body was responding unwillingly. He hated when people touched that lock. It didn't feel nearly as satisfying when the same reaction could come from touching his cock.

"Arthur~!" He groaned, kicking his legs some and trying to lift his hips. Sweat formed on his face. "N-no! Stop it…I don't want this!"

Arthur pulled away from the lock, leaving it damp with saliva and licking his lips. Alfred half sighed/half groaned in a mixture of relief and despair. "It's what you deserve."

"What did I do?" Alfred demanded.

Arthur scowled and grabbed the back of Alfred's head to pull him closer to his face. "It's what you didn't do, Alfred. Last night, do you recall how we mated?"

"Of course!" Alfred didn't forget one instance in which he and Arthur mated.

"Yes, well, right after you finished up you pulled out and fell directly asleep." Arthur growled.

Alfred recalled that some. "Yeah, and?" Arthur yanked on the strand and Alfred yelped in pain and pleasure.

"You. Didn't. Let. Me. Finish." He emphasized each word with a stroke of the strand. Alfred was left trembling wantonly; wanting nothing more than Arthur's lips or for Arthur to just please touch him. "I was left to finish myself off all because of your lazy arse!" He fingered the cowlick and Alfred whimpered, his cock already stiff and aching to be touched. Arthur continued to neglect it, however. "Now I want payback."

"Please, Artie stop!" Alfred said, his legs squeezing together in an attempt to get himself off. Arthur would have none of it, though. He used his own legs to separate Alfred's and kept them wide apart. Alfred groaned unhappily. "I can't take this!" It was torture.

"Tough shit." Arthur leaned forward to huff into Alfred's ear, using his free hand to touch himself. Seeing Alfred beg and moan like that had really turned him on. Alfred felt tears in his eyes. He didn't want to finish like this. He wanted Arthur but Arthur's breath in his ear, the ministrations on his erogenous zone, and the sight of Arthur touching himself was becoming too much. He tried to shut his legs, but Arthur refused to let him. He sobbed once.

"Please, Artie. I'm sorry! I'll make you come as many times as you want but please just fucking touch me!" He begged. His hands dug into the ground in frustration. Arthur pulled away and looked at him. Alfred stared back, pleading with his eyes. Arthur glanced down at Alfred's needy member. He knew that his mate was already close. He could just finish him up, but despite his need for revenge, his libido was calling for something different.

He smirked and using a sharp rock, sliced through the vines. Alfred fell forward and Arthur grabbed him and shoved him onto his stomach in the grass. He lifted Alfred's hips into the air and leaned on his body as he positioned himself at his mate's entrance. "I'll show you how to please someone, Alfred." He whispered directly into Alfred's ear and licked the shell as he pushed in. Alfred cried out and cringed in pain, but didn't mind so much. He took all of Arthur into him and sighed, his eyes wet. Arthur kissed the skin between his shoulder blades and began to move against him slowly at first –agonizingly slow- and reached under Alfred to grip his member. Alfred gasped and looked over his shoulder. Arthur smirked and began to stroke Alfred in time to his thrusts as he began to speed up.

Shivers of pleasure ran up and down Alfred's spine at the touch and increased more so as Arthur wrapped his lips around the cowlick. Alfred clawed the ground. "Oh god –oh shit, Arthur!" He screamed. "More! Deeper!" He sobbed a little, the overstimulation overwhelming him. Arthur complied and sped up, going as deep as he possibly could with most of his thrusts. Alfred moved against him desperately, needing his release. His back arched up and he tore up the grass and felt the oh-so-tight bundle in his stomach tighten to a maximum.

Arthur chose then to pull out and flip Alfred onto his back and lift his thighs. "Let me see your face." Arthur said and kissed his lover's cheek before fully engulfing himself into his heat. Alfred's hands clawed at Arthur's back and he pulled the man as close as possible to his body. He wanted Arthur to be one with him.

"Ung! Ar-Arthur! Oh god, I'm gonna –ah!" He didn't finish his sentence as the coil burst and he clung to his mate screaming as he reached his climax. Arthur's eyes squeezed shut then, close to his end. Alfred's body –not nearly as used to being used in such a way- was unbelievably tight and it pulled him to the brink, coaxing his end. He gasped loudly and shuddered as he came crying out Alfred's name as his lover's body milked him. After the last few thrusts he pulled out and let his forehead fall onto Alfred's chest as they both gasped.

Alfred had collapsed with his eyes closed and Arthur lifted his head, feeling satisfied. He grabbed Alfred's chin and forced the man to look at him. "I hope you've learnt your lesson. I plan on giving you a test on it very soon."

Alfred pulled him into a strong kiss, forcing their lips apart and dominating Arthur's mouth before pulling away murmuring. "Make you come first. Got it."

Arthur slapped his cheek lightly with a frown. "That wasn't the lesson. The lesson was to make sure both partners finish before you pull out, nitwit."

"Alright, I get it." Alfred pouted and pulled Arthur down on top of his body, easily supporting his lover's weight. Arthur kissed his cheek and allowed the cuddling. Alfred thought to himself Next time, no mating right before bedtime…it'll lead to torture.

The masochistic side of him was already planning the next time this situation would occur.

A/N: Fuck homework it's too late. OTL TT~TT

Haha, you guys didn't think I'd make Alfie's cowlick sensitive and not have Arthur take advantage of it, did you? CB

I picture Alfred to be more of an S than and M, but when it comes to Arthur's S side (because I picture him as more of an M depending on the situation) Alfred usually either becomes the 'tsundere M' or just completely foregoes the whole idea only to be forced by Arthur in the end. *shrugs* Head-canon.