PITUP: im so so so so so sorry for the other short chapter, i was real busy getting ready for school and all.. getting some school shit. -.- which ill be starting like in 2 weeks.

Lenny: please bear with us.

PITUP: watd u think about Gilberts past? D':

Lenny: Sad. So fucking sad. WHO ELSE WANTS TO MURDER HIS DAD!? Oh wait..

PITUP: lol, ok. Can I just say that i love random pairings (but with England as uke lol) like PrUk, FrUk, RuUk, AuUk, FruUsUk, ScUk, RoUk... i wonder about JUk..hm.) ok my children read away!

When Arthur got home, he felt tired, but he was glad he had learned about Gilbert's past. When he was little, he wouldn't have understand why Gilbert's mom and brother suddenly 'moved' or why Gilbert had to live in a bad town. Or the bruises and why Gilbert refused to talk about his family.

He felt like his life was nothing compared to Gilbert's.

Demetri perked up when he heard the front door slam shut. His hat and cane were laying on the couch and his jacket was drooping from a chair.

Arthur walked into his house, removing his shoes and placing his bag onto the floor. He sighed tiredly. The DE walked to where Arthur was and studied his face, "Master?" he asked lowly.

Arthur jumped a bit, "Demetri.." he scratched his head, "Sorry, i'm still not used to having someone in here other than me."

Demetri remained silent as a ghost, "You're sad." he stated simply.

Arthur raised an eyebrow, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Demetri sighed, "Save it. I can smell your emotions."

I didn't know he could do that..

Arthur looked down for a minute, toeing the carpet before he walked over to the kitchen quietly.

"What happened today?" he asked, leaning against the door frame, his black tail curling onto his leg.

Arthur opened his wooden cupboard, pulling out an eggshell white teacup decorated with a red rose and placed it on a white tea plate. He filled a red tea kettle with water before turning on the stove, "Nothing really.."

Demetri's lips formed between a kind of a mad pout and a frown, "Hmph."

Arthur pulled out a box and chose a Green Tea packet. He waited silently until the kettle whistled before pouring it into his teacup and ripping open the Green Tea packet, then he poured the contents into the steaming water filled cup.

"You know, I didn't want to have to do this, but dreams aren't the only thing I can see." Demetri sighed.

Arthur glanced at the Dream Eater before stirring his tea a bit, "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, I'll just have to read your mind!" he said placing a hand on his hip while closing his eyes, smirking.

"What? You can do that?" Arthur exclaimed, nearly dropping his cup.

"Oh sure sure," the brunet said confidently, waving his gloved hand as if reading minds were nothing important, "but if you tell me now, I won't have to plunge into your mind and 'accidently' read some of your dark, juicy secrets.." he chuckled maliciously, nodding with a 'matter of fact' look on his face .

Arthur bit his lip.

Why did Demetri find that extremely arousing?

No no no no , he didn't! He was just.. going insane from the boredom of being left home all day. Yeah.. that was it.. that was totally it.

The sandy blond looked away and his green eyes held sadness.

The DE was confused. As he looked deeper into the Brit's eyes, he noticed that sadness wasn't for himself but for another.

"It's just.." Arthur spoke, "Have you ever known someone who hurt so bad inside, and never known that they were?"

Silence erupted.

After awhile Arthur shook his head in deep contemplation, "Sorry I.. I don't even know what i'm saying." his smile was forced.

"..Everyone has a dark secret." Demetri started. He was a demon, he had no idea how to comfort but he was trying, "Maybe one no one wants to find out."

Arthur clenched his fists, "Then he isn't the only one." he whispered, "There are others, probably who are still hurting."

"It's not your fault they are, Master." he for some reason didn't like the self angry look on the others face.

"Dammit, i'm such a fool!" Arthur slapped his forehead.

Demetri was starting to get angry, not at Arthur but to whatever reason there was that made Arthur suffer like this, "How?"

Arthur looked beyond the opened kitchen window, "I-I thought I was the only one." his voice suddenly quiet. Wind blew from outside, soft and cool, "I'm such an idiot to think the whole world revolved around me. That I was the only one hurting." his voice cracked at the end.

"Arthur!" the DE yelled at him, his eyes narrowed as he shook the Brit's shoulders, "For fucks sake, it's not your fault! Don't think any less of yourself, you are just as important as anyone else! Your life was not the best and neither was that kid's, but what i'm saying is that you shouldn't get yourself down over this. Your life will be better. Just think about that huh? About how better it will be."

Arthur's eyes were widened in shock as he listened to the demon's ranting.

"And that kid, look at him now? He didn't let his past get him down huh? He's strong and so are you. I know you are, so act like it!" Demetri let go of the boy and crossed his arms, his red eyes glaring at him. He almost felt like slapping him with how stupid he was. Geez.

Arthur's lips formed a perfect 'o' as he took in the demon's words. His lips twitched into a small smile, Che.. talked into reality by a demon no less. Arthur chuckled softly before erupting into laughter, holding his stomach.

The demon's arms fell to his sides in confusion, "What? What's so funny!" as his own mouth twitched into a smile.

Arthur's laughter subsided soon after, he wiped a tear out of his eye, "Thanks.."

Demetri cocked his head to the side in more confusion, no one's ever thanked him before... stealing their dreams and all.. "For what?"

Arthur couldn't help but to think that was kind of cute.. but he shook those thoughts away, smiling beautifully, "You made me feel better. I needed that, so thanks.

The DE crossed his hands behind his back, his demon tail flicking behind him. His brown hair hid his face as his head was bent down, looking at the floor.

"Eh?" Arthur stared at the demon with interest, he started to grin when he noticed the pointed ears growing red withe each passing second. Demetri was blushing! "Behold! The all powerful and scary Dream Eater demon is blushing..!" he said laughing hard.

Demetri looked up from the floor and glared angrily at the human, but Arthur could not for his life take him seriously as his face was completely flushed red, "Shut up you dumbass! Before I tear apart one of your fairies' wings and make you watch!"

But that didn't quiet the laughing Brit as he only taunted the demon between laughs. Arthur ran to the living room as Demetri threatened to choke him if he didn't shut up.

"Get back here, runt! I'll kill you!" his face still flaming red.

"Never!" Arthur's shout came muffled as he was now in the other room, soon to be joined with the Romanian.

The now cold tea rippled in the cup, a drop of it dribbled down the side of the cup as if it was sad that Arthur didn't drink it.

xx

He would never, never, ever admit that that was the best fun he'd had in years.

Why?

His tiniest scrape of pride demanded he didn't.

But somehow, for the demon, had the same feeling. Spending time with Arthur, a Master, just another human.. was fun?

He stared, his chin placed on his palms, at the sleeping Brit on the couch. The demon's face void of emotion as he watched the blond breathe with a peaceful look on his face. He mind suddenly flooded back to earlier when he was chasing after Arthur. He remembered getting angry and complaining that Arthur was too thin and after much hassle, finally shoved food into Arthur's throat with a triumphant grin.

His crimson red eyes watched as Arthur's arm placed on his stomach rose with breath he took. He looked at his long, blond eyelashes kissing his white dusted pink cheeks. His sandy blond hair messily covering his forehead and eyelids. He trailed his eyes past his cute, button nose and past his plump, red lips to his exposed neck and back to the hand on his stomach.

Just one touch..

The DE stood quietly and walked over to the sleeping Brit. He crouched down eye level to him. His white gloved hand reached to lightly caress the boy's cheek, "I don't understand." he whispered to himself as he stroked his face, "I don't understand anything about you."

Then, as he was about to continue caressing Arthur's cheek, a sharp pain struck his arms with such force that made him collapse onto the floor. His mouth agape as his eyes widened. The deep pain throbbed again in his arms and as he tried to sit up, the pain forced him back onto the floor. He squeezed his eyes shut and grit his sharp teeth. The demon wrapped his throbbing arms around his body as the pain spread throughout his body. He curled into a ball and shook as he tried not to yell out in pain in fear of waking his master,

"F-fuck.." he grunted.

Soon, the pain washed away, but not entirely from his arms.. Demetri sat up slowly kneeling on his knees, the couch supporting his back. With shaking fingers he gradually removed his white gloves. He held his breath as looked back down at his hands.

He nearly screamed.

All of his fingers were turning pitch black. It was like a dark shadow was leisurely crawling up his skin. His hands trembled as he couldn't tear his eyes away from the frightening sight. Suddenly, glowing white letters appeared on his palms. He had trouble reading them since he was still haunted by his blackening fingers, .. Complete..Your..Job.. It read. And as silently as it appeared, the glowing white letters vanished. But not his blackened fingers.

Demetri stood on shaky feet, trying to brush everything away. Sadly, it did not work that way. It danced in the back of his mind.

The brunet shook his head and tried to clear his confused thoughts. Then the blond on the couch stirred, making him freeze. Red eyes locked onto the sleeping Brit as he walked over to him, his vision unfocused. He fell back onto his knees and let his forehead fall onto Arthur's.

His dreams.. he thought with a twinge of happiness. He licked his dry lips and closed his eyes.

xdreamingx

"Wot are you doing, you dummy?!" little nine year old Arthur exclaimed, "You're going to get sick if you eat that!"

Gilbert placed one hand on his hip and stuck his tongue out at him, "I'll do vhat I vant, baby," he taunted, about to bite into a melted, week old chocolate bar.

"Ew.." Antonio said, his face showing disgust.

"Nononono! Don't do it, please!" Francis cried out, clasping his hands together.

But Gilbert only stuck his tongue out once more before chomping onto the gooey chocolate. He licked his lips as he finished and laughed triumphantly, "Mmn, vell, vasn't that delicious? Ha ha ha!"

"Oh no~!" Francis moaned before falling dramatically onto the green grass under him, "I was too late! He ate it!"

"He is so gonna throw that up later." Antonio stated 'matter-of-factly' before smiling.

"Are you kidding?" Gilbert shouted angrily, "It's in my tummy and it's gonna stay there-" his eyes widened as he made an odd coughing burping noise in the back of his throat before he turned around and promptly threw up the brown chocolate.

"Toldja so!" Antonio laughed.

"Still...awesome..." Gilbert panted out.

"See! This is wot happens when you don't listen to me. Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospetial?" Arthur worried, struggling on the last word.

Gilbert wiped the saliva off his chin and grinned mischievously and shook his head, "No vay man, I'm totally fine! You vorry too much.."

Francis, still on the floor, squealed suddenly and began flapping his arms and kicking his legs, "Aiii! G-get it off! It iz so slimy, so DISGUSTING!"

"W-what?" Antonio gasped, crawling over to the Frenchman, before he froze while his green eyes just got comically bigger. Then he just doubled over in side splitting laughter.

"Wot is it? Wot's wrong, Antonio!" Arthur rushed over to the two.

Antonio, unable to talk, just pointed at the long haired blond, "H-he.. just look at him.. just l-look." he managed to voice out before laughter overtook him.

Arthur turned his head away from his red faced laughing friend to his French one, the sight made him cover his mouth with his hands, "Oh dear gods.." he giggled out.

"Huh?" Gilbert ran over to them and soon rolled on the ground in laughter with Antonio.

Arthur giggled uncontrollably too, "F-F-Francis! F-f-frog!"

It was on his face! Wiggling around as Francis tried to pry it off himself.

"Eeekk! Help me!" he squeaked.

Finally, Francis got the slimy thing off of him. He glared at everyone, "I hate you all." he grumbled.

"Ha ha, y-you, ha ha HA!" Antonio tried to talk but ended up just slapping his forehead and succumbing back to his contagious laughter.

"I'm s-sorry Frog, I mean Francis!" Arthur laughed as he fell to the ground on his back.

Gilbert bumped fists with him, "Good one!" he chuckled out.

"None of you helped me get it off!" Francis crossed his arms.

"Pffft.. it was too funny.." Antonio said.

"Vatching you flail around like an idiot.." Gilbert shook his head, chuckling as the last of his laughs died down.

Francis hid his wet face in his knees, "I won't ever live this down, will I.." his voice came out slightly muffled.

Both Antonio and Gilbert slapped him on the back at the time, before saying, "Nope!" in unison.

The two watched Arthur laugh on his back, holding his tummy while they heard Francis groan about the frog.

x end x

The last scene of the dream faded out as it ended.

The dream drifted out of Arthur's mind and out of his body, traveling in a sweet smelling, purple mist to the short distance which was the demon's own mouth. He gulped it down, then Arthur began stirring in the couch, his body trembled and sweat formed on his brow as his dream and memory was sucked out of his brain. Demetri held him down by intertwining their hands and pinning him to the couch, "Shh.." he cooed while drinking the sweet dream almost groaning aloud at how delicious it was. His dark red eyes glowed bright red as he felt the rushing sensation of the dream flowing into his body.

As the last drop of the dream was sucked, Arthur was trembling and panting with a slightly pained look on his face. The demon sighed happily and licked his lips, breathing deeply from the rush and force of swallowing the pure dream. He sat up on the Brit, straddling him. Arthur's face was flushed and he kept panting with a now strained face as his breath came out in short gasps.

The Dream Eater looked at him, his mouth switching to a frown, "Sorry.." he whispered.

In the darkness, he saw the blond's green eyes open slight. Arthur's hands gripped the demon's arms weakly, "D-Deme..tri.." he whispered before he fell unconscious again.

As the demon reached to stroke his face again, he saw the strange black darkness crawling up on his fingers, he remembered the random pain and flinched, not touching the Brit. He got off him and sat on the floor again, he ruffled his hair, "Damn it.." he grumbled to himself.

xx

Arthur shot up from his sleep, panting hard. His body was covered in cold sweat and his heart pounded rapidly in his chest. But the most strangest thing of all?

His mind was blank.

He couldn't remember his dream.

But it wasn't like one of those times where you have a dream and forget about it, no, this was different. He knew he had a dream but somehow- it had been abruptly stopped and erased, forever. It was such an odd feeling.

He kept forgetting the Dream Eater was now in his life.

Arthur gripped his hair as he buried his face into his knees, he couldn't remember! His hands trembled as he tried to calm himself, as he tried to think, as he tried to breathe, "Calm down, Arthur. You agreed to this. You have to calm down." he said to himself as he tried not to hyperventilate.

The blond got up on shaky feet and walked to the bathroom to freshen up.

xx

As Arthur ran down his stairs and into his kitchen he grabbed an apple and froze in his tracks as he felt a presence behind him, "Demetri?" he asked as he turned around.

It was him. He looked down for awhile before he looked up, "You're staying home today, right?" he asked slightly timid, which was odd. Huh, must be bi-polar or something..

"Uh.. no? It's Thursday. I have to go today and tomorrow." he said as he glanced at the stove clock.

Demetri frowned as his black tail flickered angrily, "Hm." he answered.

Arthur bit into the apple with a 'crunch!', "Don't worry, I'll be back before you know it! I have to go now." he said as he walked outside. I'll ask him about my missing dream when I get back..

As Demetri was about to say something, the door was slammed into his face, "..don't wanna be here alone.." he glared at the door.

He contemplated going after him and as he was about to open the door, a stinging pain pierced his hands again, like the one from last night. He yelled in pain as he fell to the ground, "W-what the fuck is this!" he grunted to himself. He lay on the ground, waiting until the searing pain left.

xx

At school, Arthur felt he couldn't concentrate on anything. His eyes just glued themselves onto the window as he thought about his dreamless dream. He sighed and glanced at the clock, he wanted for the school day to just end. Something just.. didn't feel right..

"Is something wrong, Artie?" Alfred whispered, concern written on his face.

Arthur just stared with boredom at the window, "My name is Arthur. And no.."

Alfred pouted, "You look out of it."

Arthur laid his head on the palm of his hand, "It's nothing." Nothing you would understand anyways..let alone believe.

"Hmm.." Alfred said, still not satisfied. Then he smiled brightly before leaning on Arthur's desk, "Hey is it 'cause you're lonely?" he poked him.

Arthur blinked. Before frowning then crossed his arms, "No."

"Mm.." Alfred laid his head on both his hands, "Ya sure?"

Arthur sighed, "Yes Alfred."

Alfred was silent for a couple seconds before giggling into his hand.

"W-what?"

"Nothin'" he said smiling happily. He continued to giggle.

"What? What is it!"

Alfred stopped giggling and smiled up at him, "Nothing, I just like the way you say my name is all."

The sandy blond stared at him like he grew another head, then he turned back to the window, grumbling under his breath.

Alfred chuckled as he saw the Brit's ears start to redden.

xx

The day passed on uneventfully and Arthur couldn't wait to get home.

As he opened the front door he called out, "Demetri?" dropping his bag onto the floor he took off his shoes and looked around for the demon. Arthur walked into his back porch and gasped as he saw the demon passed out on the wooden floor, "Holy crap, what happened to you?" he exclaimed feeling for his pulse.

Well he had one. That was good. He was still alive, "He's just... asleep.." Arthur mumbled as he collapsed onto the floor, his worry vanishing. He sat there, watching the demon sleep. Wow that sounded creepy. he thought to himself shaking his head.

But he couldn't help it! He's just so.. uhm.. handsome! Handsome. The Brit crossed his arms and nodded silently to himself as a light blush dusted his cheeks before focusing his attention back to the brunet on the ground who groaned as his dark crimson, narrowed eyes opened slightly.

"Hey.. are you okay?" he asked not sure on what to do.

"Ughh... M-Master.. you came back."

"Yes. I told you I would right?"

"It was so ..I was so..ugh.."

"Demetri?" he asked worriedly.

"Boring." the demon slumped back onto the ground.

Arthur's large eyebrow twitched in annoyance, "Then.. why didn't you do anything?"

"I didn't know what to do." he shot back.

Arthur sighed and leaned back on his arms, "You could've watched the telly, read a book, written a story, drawn a picture, played with the fairies, eaten a bagel, gone on the internet-"

"I know, I know!" he interrupted, glaring. He then closed his eyes proudly.

"Then why didn't you?"

"I didn't feel like it!"

"So.. you just decided you would just wait the entire day until I came back?" he asked with a incredulous look on his face.

"That's right." he said, still glaring, like Arthur was challenging him or something..

Silence.

"..Well i'm here. Now what?" Arthur asked, amused.

"It's not boring anymore."

"Now is that so?"

"Quite." the demon crossed his arms.

Arthur chuckled, "Let's go inside and do something 'not boring'." he held a hand for the DE to grab it so he could pull him up.

The demon did and as he grabbed the warm hand, his own hand stung. It hurt again.

His crimson eyes widened, Are you fucking kidding me? Again!?

He grit his sharp teeth and winced as the pain rushed into his arms again.

"Demetri! Are you okay? What's the matter?" Arthur grabbed the demon by the back and tried to make him walk to the door that led back inside.

Everything was darkening and Arthur's face was becoming blurry.

"Hey! De...tri...wake...up..."

The pain was finally stopped in his unconsciousness.

He groaned.

"Oh good! You're finally awake."

"What..?" the brunet whispered as he tried to sit up.

"You've been out for like 30 minutes."

"Why am I..." he looked around, "Why am I on the floor?" he asked as he was, indeed, on the carpeted living floor.

Arthur chuckled quietly as he scratched his cheek embarrassedly, "Well.. I couldn't carry you onto the couch.. and the floor was the closest I could get."

The demon nodded and then glanced at his bare chest. Wait... bare? "Hey where's my shirt and jacket? And...pants.." Luckily, the Brit didn't seem to take off his gloves.

Arthur chuckled nervously again, "Well, you see.." he was afraid the Dream Eater would get mad, "You looked hot so I took them off.. uhm!" he looked up at the demon with a surprised look, "I-I mean you looked warm hot, not sexy hot!" he scratched his neck nervously, "I mean you are! But you looked-!" the flustered blond's head slumped down, facing the floor, and hiding his red face, "..Never mind.." he mumbled softly.

The demon blinked as he leaned his body on his elbows.

Then he blinked some more.

Then he smirked.

And now kiddies, a smirking demon is a bad thing. But a perverted smirking demon is even worse. And right now, our Romanian demon, is very much perverted.

Arthur looked up slightly, as Demetri had not said a word, and he regretted it. Or had he...?
The demon ran his hand through his light brown hair and shook his head, letting the soft strands brush against his pale neck and forehead, there were long strands of hair ran passed his chin. His narrowed dark, blood red eyes mocking as Arthur trailed his eyes lower, to the strong shoulders and pale pink nipples, down lower to his hard abs and stomach. Arthur froze as he heard a deep, low chuckle.

Arthur looked up from the demon's black boxers and blushed as he noticed Demetri's eyes locked with his.

"Like what you see?"

Arthur didn't answer.

"'Sexy hot' enough for ya?" he quoted Arthur who gaped but glared at him, his face slowly fading to red.

Suddenly, Arthur soon found himself pinned under a half naked demon, "H-hey!"

"How's school going for ya, Master?" he practically purred, Arthur could see his black tail swaying seductively behind him.

Arthur flushed red, "F-fine!"

"Really?" he asked licking his lips, "Has anyone tried to do anything yet?"

"N-n-no.." Dammit Arthur, stop stuttering.. he likes it when you're scared! he yelled at himself inside his head. But he couldn't help it. Demetri was just too.. dominating.

"You sure?" Arthur could feel his warm breath on his neck now.

"Yes! Yes, i'm sure, now will you let me go!" he struggled under him, turning his head so he wouldn't have to look at the demon above him. What a mistake.

Demetri just pinned him by the wrists easily and licked at his exposed neck nipping it softly afterwards with his sharp teeth, careful not to hurt Arthur, "Have they done that before, huh?"

Arthur just bit his lip and didn't answer.

"Huh, Arthur?" he whispered into the blond's ear.

The blond shut his green eyes closed as a shudder racked his body. Fuck.. what was that? Was he enjoying this, from a demon?

Demetri let go of one wrist and placed it on the Brit's chin and turned it so he was facing him again. When their eyes connected again, there was silence before the demon just smirked. The demon then locked his lips with the other, licking at the seam of his lips to enter his sweet mouth.

"Mm!" his eyes wide. Narrowed red eyes stared back, mocking.

A skilled tongue made its way inside the wet mouth and licked around before it made contact with a shy one. The demon's tongue wrapped itself against the other- encouraging it to join in. Timidly and slowly, he did. He rubbed his tongue with the other. Wet, smacking noises were made as the kiss heated up and deepened. Soon, Arthur became more confident and bit the others tongue softly causing the demon's chest to rumble with a low groan.

Arthur's free hand was tangled in light brown hair, his other one still pinned onto the floor under them. Demetri's own free hand traveled past Arthur's chest to rest on his small waist. Arthur broke the kiss, a saliva strand quickly snapping as they pulled apart, "T-take.. that off."

"Take what off?"

Arthur pulled a little bit on a white glove.

Before Demetri pulled it back, "No! I mean.. uh.."

Arthur tilted his head cutely to the side, "What's wrong?"

Shit.. what do I do? He'll see the.. his heart seemed to pound quick.

Arthur noticed the inner turmoil Demetri was having in his mind about removing his gloves. The blond frowned slightly. Before determination shone lightly in his eyes, "Why don't you want to show me?" he said quietly, doing something completely unexpected by kissing a gloved finger softly, breaking Demetri out of his mind battle.

He looked kind of shocked.

"I just want to feel you better is all.." he continued quietly kissing another finger and closing his eyes as he felt eyes stare at him.

Damn it. I guess it won't hurt.. How the hell was I supposed to know Arthur was such an encouraging asshole?

Demetri sighed and pulled off his gloves, not wanting to look at his blackening fingertips so he kept his gaze lowered- waiting for a shriek of disgust to ring from the others throat.

But none came.

He looked up and lost his voice.

The blond was nuzzling his hand like a kitten.

"That wasn't so bad," the Brit's stunning, emerald green eyes opened, "now was it?" his half lidded eyes curved slightly with the small smirk that accompanied.

Smirk? He just smirked.

The demon froze for a whole minute. The mark is gone... Arthur just smirked ...the mark is ..gone? He'd worry about that later...but for now...

Before literally pouncing the Brit, he pinned his arms above his head, "Why'd you give me that sexy smirk?" he asked between kisses.

Arthur let out a moan by accident, as the kiss that the demon was giving him was different, it was open, wet and hot. It was hard and ..possessive? "I-I just thought it was funny ..th-that you are almost entirely naked but refuse to take off something rather unimportant.." he mumbled, entranced by the heated kiss.

Demetri didn't answer but just smirked.

Demetri licked and bit his way down (probably leaving a shitload of hickeys) to his neck then his shoulder and ripped open his white shirt. He looked up to a panting blond before mercilessly attacking at an erect nipple that was simply begging to be touched, "O-ohh." Arthur moaned softly.

"I suppose it's time for me to not be the only one that should be naked, yes?" he whispered huskily, his warm breath wafting over his flat stomach, causing goosebumps to pop out.

"Mmmngh.." Arthur just moaned quietly before closing his eyes.

"Oh dear? What's this?" he heard the brunet say.

Arthur opened his eyes again and looked down at the demon, his eyes then widened and he squeezed his knees together, his face reddening.

"Whatever is wrong?" Demetri grinned, stroking his thigh, trying to pry the legs back open.

"No! Stop it!" the blond said nervously.

The demon happily tore off the Brit's pants off, leaving him in his boxers as well, with a white shirt sexily draping off his creamy white shoulders, "Now.." the demon finally pried open his legs and sat inbetween them, straddling him. He rubbed his crotch area with one finger, "I never knew my Master could be so naughty.."

Arthur tried to struggle, pulling on the others hair, pushing him, but the demon remained unfazed. So he gave up and clung to his neck like a child as he began to rub his hard cock, the rough material of his boxers getting in the way, "Nnn.. s-stop it I said." he said as he tried to glare at him.

"Stop?" Demetri smirked, "While you're like this?" he kneaded his crotch achingly slow. He leaned forward and whispered deeply, causing a shudder to erupt from the Brit, "Now wouldn't that just be torture?"

Soon, his already hard cock, hardened painfully and stood up proudly. It throbbed with each touch and yearned for more at the same time.

As quick as a shadow, Demetri slipped his hand into Arthur's boxers, making him gasp. The brunet grabbed hold of the pre cum leaking cock in his hand. He rubbed the slit softly making Arthur quiver.

Arthur turned on his side, Demetri still behind him as his fingered a nipple and stroked the others leaking cock. He traveled as low as his balls, stopping to play with them every so often, and as high up to where the pre cum dribbled out from. And he could tell his little Master liked it- no loved it, for his hips bucked up to meet every stroke that was given and the way his body trembled with pleasure. Not to mention those sweet moans that poured out of his mouth whenever he quickened the pace of his strokes.

"Aah... holy..shi..nnng.." he moaned as he threw his head back against the demon's shoulder.

"What's the matter?" Demetri nipped his ear lobe, "I thought you wanted me to stop, hm?"

Logic? Thrown out the window.
Pride? Who the hell cares.
Fucks I give? None.
Pleasure? Blinded by it and I need more!*

"N-no! Don't stop.." Arthur mumbled as his face flushed red, sweat trickling off his brow. He was close. So close, he could feel it.

Oh Arthur, you have no idea what you do to me, Demetri thought as his own cock throbbed with need after hearing the Brit's answer. He quickened the pace of his handjob and that made Arthur arch beautifully against him as he neared his release.

"I-I'm about to, mmn...!"

"Yeah I know Arthur.. Just let it out.." Demetri said licking his lips, biting his Master softly.

And with just one hard jerk of a hand, Arthur was pushed off the edge of reality for a second and pleasure just dominated his mind, body and soul.

"Aaah! Demetri!" he cried out without thinking.

Demetri watched silently as cum exploded out in ribbons from Arthur's pink cock, his hips jerked which each ribbon. The sticky white cum splattered all over Arthur's boxers, stomach, Demetri's hand and even managed to find its way onto Arthur's chin. But it didn't seem like Arthur minded as his eyes remained closed as he panted and tried to get down from his high, "Mmn ... good.." he whispered quietly. Falling asleep tiredly to Demetri's heart beat he felt on his back.

Demetri hugged the sleeping boy from behind as he listened to his steady breathing, telling himself that'd he take care of his little 'problem' tomorrow and just enjoy this moment with his Master..

PITUP: :D there ya go. Ill go back and edit any necessary errors, sorry it is 3:53AM and i need to sleep. Please review. :)

*THE best quote i have ever made lol, i just love it. XD