Hello readers sorry for not updating in so long I have been busy lately so here is a new chapter to satisfy you rampaging beasts, please review!
Arthur should have known his brother wasn't just trying to be nice by giving him chocolate for Easter, he had eaten the Thornton's chocolate egg and everything went black. When he awoke he was tied to a chair, wearing nothing but his boxers and he had rabbit ears. He made a mental note to kill Scotland later then noticed France humming to himself and preparing various toys in the corner of the room and he added his name to the list too.
"Oh Mon Amour you are awake!" sang the French man happily "what the fuck is going on frog- why am I tied up! Where are my clothes bastard!" roared the English man and the French nation smiled at him lustfully "La Écosse gave you to me as a present~ sweet of him non?" chuckled the handsome blonde who then stalked towards the restrained Brit.
"We are going to have soooo much fun Mon petite lapin~" he whispered seductively and stroked the ears causing Arthur to shiver "fuck off frog! I seriously will kill you-mph!" Francis silenced him by shoving his tongue down the petite man's throat and moaning as he was enveloped in Arthurs taste. It was tea- Earl Gray, chocolate and mint. All so wonderfully Arthur Francis could just DIE.
The older man attacked England's neck, biting, licking and sucking a trail of marks all the way down to the waistband of his boxers then froze when his phone rang and whined pitifully before stepping away to answer it. With France occupied Arthur slipped out of the poorly tied knots, grabbed his clothes and left without Francis even noticing. When he did find out he cried and called Scotland who decided to avoid his brother until he cooled off- yes he was hiding.
He went straight to his twin brother Wales's house; he had been at a French hotel near his favourite brother's house anyway. Luckily for him he didn't have to go far, he hated being stared at and the ears only made things worse. He rang the doorbell and the permanently sleepy looking Wales answered, as soon as he saw the rabbit ears he knew what had happened. "Who" he asked sweetly and Arthur began to pity the frog and his brother "Scot and Frenchie may I come in?"
Arthur collapsed on the couch and Wales fetched him a cup of tea. "What happened- he didn't try to marry you again did he? If he did can I kill him Artie? Can I, can I?" begged Keith pulling the puppy dog eyes Alfred inherited from him. "You can't kill him Key he's a nation remember? Ill torcher them both later… basically Scotland gave me drugged chocolate and Francis kidnapped me with his usual intentions but his knots are shitty as usual so I escaped but not before he started froggie foreplay."
Wales fell silent and England picked up his phone and was about to call his brother when Wales snatched the phone quick as a flash and threw it onto the armchair across the room. "It's not fair." He mumbled as tears filled his eyes. "What?" asked Arthur confusedly "you… you always forgive him even after everything he's done! He started civil wars and rebellions he turned your friends into enemies he's kidnapped you beaten you drugged you and humiliated you so why don't you just stay away from him! It's not fair- he only does it for attention so why won't you pay more attention to me!" he cried.
Arthur embraced him and let him vent "you always pay more attention to him, im your twin im your ally I love you I listen to your problems you love me we are always there for each other, there is no Arthur without me but there's no me without Arthur!" he pushed Arthur down on the couch and undid his top "let me see what he did to you this time!" snarled Keith "there's no need im fine he just wanted sex as usual." Replied Arthur but he knew it was hopeless; Keith wanted to know so Arthur let him.
Keith trailed his finger along the line of hickeys and stared into the matching emerald eyes beneath him with determination and his intentions clear to be seen. Keith lowered his head and bit down on the first mark, tasting his brothers sweet flesh, gentle not desperate; not like Francis. He repeated the same motion, savouring the taste each time until he reached the waistband of Arthur's pants, he made a split second decision to fuck Arthur who had been quietly responding in his usual adorable way.
He slowly slid down the jeans and slipped them off, then he kissed all the way down his member coaxing it to hardness. He then took in the tip and hollowed his cheeks causing Arthur to gasp then moan loudly and hold Keith's slightly lighter blonde hair and tug slightly at the roots causing Keith to moan too. Keith began to bob his head up and down rolling his tong across all of Arthurs sweet spots causing him to moan musically and encourage him with more tugs but Keith held down his waist and slipped the member out of his mouth with a loud pop.
"Love you Artie.." he mumbled then offered hi fingers to Arthur who took them gingerly causing Keith to sigh in anticipation. He then slid a single finger into Arthurs tight hole and let him adjust to the always odd feeling of being prepared. "Relax Artie" cooed Keith smothering Arthur in warm kisses. He began to slowly thrust his fingers in and out, searching for the spot that would stop the pain and tears, the spot that many have touched, most by force but it belonged to him now.
He slipped in a second finger and began to scissor them causing Arthur to moan and writhe on the large couch and then Keith slipped in a third, his member was hard in his pants and he couldn't take it anymore. He yanked out his fingers causing a whimper of loss from Arthur and sheathed his member in the angelic blonde below. Keith kissed away Arthurs tears then gently but passionately kissed him properly on the lips. It was perfect.
Keith began to move, slowly at first to allow his beloved time to adjust and then Arthur was the one begging for more. They moved harder and faster until Keith finally released, determined not to let go until Arthur came too, he pushed harder and deeper until Arhtur let out a breathy moan and collapsed beneath him. Keith smiled and stroked Arthurs bunny ears; he'd have to thank Scottie later- after avenging England of course~
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