Hi everyone! The sexiness ends in this chapter! (Not that you minded much, but just as a warning for people who do not like to read sex scenes). Enjoy ; )

Arthur's pink skirt was now hiked up to reveal his small pale bottom. The Brit was slightly ashamed of himself for it's size, considering it was not as large or plump as other people's. "I… I know it's not the best, and you've probably seen better, but –''

He was hushed immediately as Francis wasted no time feeling him all over. "Hush, none of that, love. You know I love you for who you are, and it's the most adorable ass I've ever seen."

"Adorable?! Are you out of your mind?!" The Englishman blushed. "There's barely anything there." He said with a sigh.

The blue – eyed blond cupped one of Arthur's cheeks into his hands and marveled at the sound of his partner's eager moans. He forced his British boyfriend down as he attempted to rock his hips up and down for more friction.

"Are you ready?" Francis asked.

Arthur whimpered again, and eagerly nodded his head. "I've been ready thirty minutes ago. Please just take me!"

The Frenchman smirked and shrugged his shoulders. "As you wish, mon Cher."

He began to untie the Brit's arms from the bed post, both wrists now slightly pink with light rope marks circulating around the bottom of his hands.

As he reached into the dresser drawer beside the bed, Francis pulled out a container of lubricant and quickly ran the substance over his own length. Telling Arthur to take a deep breath, he stuck the tip of his dick into his partner's tight hole. The dominant man spent a few moments torturing his lover by slowly moving his tip inside the British man's entrance.

"I'm ready!" Arthur screamed out. "Please finish me!"

Without the two lovemakers knowing, Gilbert and Matthew happened to stumble into the apartment after a long day out.

"Thank you for paying," Matthew began. "But please allow me to pay for next time. I'd feel terrible if you payed for me all the time." The sweet man said with a smile.

"You're killing me with cuteness here." The albino laughed. "Hmmm… how about you owe me one instead? I'll pay for dates and take care of my good boy, and you provide me with – other services. Deal?" He asked as he winked one of his ruby red eyes and trailed a hand into Matthew's shirt.

The Canadian boy did not seem phased by his boyfriend's antics anymore. Instead, he giggled and kissed him on the cheek. "Consider it done. Why don't you relax on the couch and I'll make us dinner?"

Both boys paused for a minute as they both heard strange moans coming from the hallway.

"M-Matt? Did you hear that sound?" Gilbert asked, his eyes as wide as saucers and his body shaking just a little bit, although he would never admit to anyone that he was scared.

His partner, Matthew nodded his head. "Yeah… are your roommates home? Maybe it's just them?"

The German man gulped ever so slightly. "They're not supposed to be home. Arthur was supposed to be at work late, and then the two of them were supposed to go out later tonight. Do you think it's a, you know?"

Matthew cocked his head to the right. "Gilbert, you're not suggesting that your apartment is haunted, are you?" He chuckled, but he was just as startled as his boyfriend.

The red – eyed albino took a deep breath and puffed out his chest. "There's only one way to find out. Here, catch." He ordered as he tossed Matthew a leather pillow off of Francis' couch. He used a cushion as a shield and grabbed a flashlight from a drawer in the kitchen. "Take one of these, too." Gilbert added and handed his partner a spaghetti strainer.

The blond boy shrugged his shoulders while he examined each of the items that Gilbert threw at him. "Gil, not to question your genius or anything – but what are we supposed to do with these?"

The albino nearly chocked after Matthew asked him that question. "What do you mean what are you supposed to do with them? The cushion is used to shield your body, and the strainer is supposed to be used as a helmet. All of these things protect you from spirits of the underworld, duh! And of course, I'll use my flashlight to trick the ghost to think it's magic and scare it off! I'm positive this plan won't fail!"

The young Canadian smiled to himself and shook his head. He was certain that the noises weren't coming from a ghost, and he figured that he should probably tell Gilbert this before barging into a situation that he most likely wasn't wanted in. "Gilbert, hon, I really don't think that your place is haunted, and I'd really think about opening that door. I think that Arthur and Francis might be – "

"The ghost has Arthur and Francis?!" Gilbert shouted in a panic. "Well that does it! Matthew, stay behind me because I'm gonna kick the door down!"

"Wait!" Matthew tried to call, but it was too late. The door had already been kicked off its hinges by his crazy boyfriend.

Unfortunately for Gilbert, he just happened to stumble in the room looking like a complete idiot with a spaghetti strainer on his head and a couch pillow hugged against his chest. His expression blanked with fear as he witnessed a very tender moment involving Francis pounding into Arthur.

"Gilbert?! No, don't look at me like this!" The Brit whined as he shamefully tried to hide his pink nurse's outfit between the bed sheets.

Gilbert, now terrified, was waiting for his best friend's reaction. His feet felt as though they were glued to the ground, and the front of his trousers were now damp from wetting himself. "I'm sorry, Francis! I thought you were a ghost! Please don't kill me!"

"I tried to warn him…" Matthew began. "But he wouldn't listen. He was positive that there was a ghost in his room, and I tried very hard to change his mind. I'm so sorry." He said with his head bowed.

The Frenchman nodded his head. "It's alright, Matthew. I know this idiot can be a complete knucklehead and it's not your fault. But, Gilbert?"

The man in question gulped. His face paler than usual, if it was at all possible for an albino to be whiter than a corpse.

"Run. Run out of the apartment, down the hall and across the street as fast as you can."