A/N: My friend Chrissy wrote this chapter so I hope you guys like it. I know it seems rushed but it was more of a spur of the moment thing between them. Arthur was still iffy from the morphine and Alfred was just so happy Arthur was okay.
As Alfred breaks from the kiss, he gently pulls the shirt from Arthur's hands and drops it to the floor. He softly strokes the smaller male's cheek and stares into his emerald eyes. "It's alright, Arthur. You're perfect to me no matter what."
Arthur can't hold back the soft smile that crosses his mouth as his cheeks are dusted with a bright pink. "But do you even know how perfect you are?" he whispers as he leans into the taller teen and catches his lips in a passionate kiss.
It doesn't take long until Arthur's hands are latched into Alfred's hair and Alfred's hands are gripped around Arthur's hips. Alfred swiftly slides Arthur onto his lap and he brushes his tongue against the Brit's lip to ask for permission, which Arthur quickly gives. As they explore each other's mouth, Arthur softly moans into the kiss, blushing at his sudden noise. Dammit, Arthur. Don't show your weak side.
Alfred slowly moved his hand from Arthur's hip, up his side, and ended at one perky, pink nipple. Arthur let out a gasp as the American's thumb started grazing over the nub. He subconsciously started rocking against the taller male, letting out soft moans as their erections rubbed together –slightly painfully – through their jeans
"We should take these off," Alfred suggested huskily, pulling at Arthur's jeans.
Arthur looked up at Alfred, catching his brilliant ocean blue eyes, unhidden by glasses now. The sight was absolutely breath-taking. "U-uh, yeah," he agreed with a blush as he came out of his trance. He began to unbutton his own pants as Alfred unbuttoned his. After helping each other out of the restricting denim fabric, leaving them in only their boxers, they sat back down on the futon in the previous position of Arthur straddling Alfred's lap.
"You're okay with this, right Arthur?" Alfred asked before doing anything else.
Arthur nodded, a deep blush dusting across his face again, and proved his eagerness by resuming his rocking against Alfred. Arthur rested his head on Alfred's shoulder as both of their breathing became unsteady. Alfred leaned down and caught one of Arthur's pink nipples in his mouth, starting to lick and suck it as he grabbed Arthur's ass and pushed their groins as close as they could be.
All the friction between them got to be too much for Arthur and he couldn't suppress all his moans any longer – and apparently, neither could Alfred.
"A-Alfred~!" Arthur moaned out not that long after. "I-I'm gonna c-cum~!"
"Me too, Arthur~!" Alfred moaned as they threw their heads back, arched their backs, and came on each other's stomachs.
As soon as their breathing returned to normal, Alfred reached around the futon and grabbed a box of tissue, setting it in between the two of them to clean themselves off. Once that task was completed, Alfred threw the box back down on the floor and wrapped his arms around Arthur, bringing him down to lie with him. Arthur smiled and cuddled into his American lover, suddenly feeling drowsy.
"I love you, Arthur. I have for a while. I'm so happy you're with me." Alfred breathed into Arthur's ear, noticeably tired as well.
"I love you too, Alfred. And I'm as happy as can be." Arthur whispered back with a content smile.
And he was happy. So happy. He never would have thought he'd be here, with Alfred of all people, but he was and this was actually happening. And he couldn't ask for more. With this thought, he fell asleep with a big smile on his face for the first time in a long time.
(Now it's my turn to write again)
The week after the incident in the shack Alfred and Arthur have been dating in secret. "My place or yours tonight? And who's cooking?" Alfred whispered seductively into his classmate's ear causing a fiery red blush to flood Arthur's cheeks.
"My flat and I will be the one to cook tonight. And no complaints Alfred."
"Ahem! Mr. Jones, Mr. Kirkland, since you two seem to have so much to talk about, why don't you present your project first. You may start now." Miss Héderváry gives the two teens a glare and directs them to the front of the class room. "You may present your project now."
~Time Skip~ (I seriously do not want to write in between time skips. But FF is being a duck)
When Arthur finished presenting the poems he turns to walk back to his seat when he is stopped by the teacher. "You also need to present an original piece of poetry. You were asleep but you write plenty in your notebook. So go ahead Mr. Kirkland."
Arthur blinks and then stands up straight, opening his notebook clearing his throat.
"For when I decide to leave you now,
With a kiss upon my brow,
As these tears run down my cheeks,
Filled with blood that seeps,
I have learned,
My demons are forever more,
They slowly attack my heart,
As I hide my face in this world,
I need one to help me shine,
Who shall be,
My light in the dark?"
A/N: CHAPTER END! I hope you guys like it. I know it may seem a bit rushed, just a little bit. There will only be at least one chapter a day for a while because I have a huge project due for Mr. Crimone and it takes up a lot of time in my day after school. I will write during lunch every day and study hall on Fridays. R & R!