Warning: This chapter contains copious amounts of UKUS, women with heart conditions should refrain from reading this chapter. Women without heart conditions should also refrain from reading it. They are very sexy. See how sexy they are?!

(Quote from Yugioh Abridged. You should be watching.)

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Arthur blinked. "Wh… Now?" Before he could say more, the knight pulled him away from his seat and swiftly into the crowd, just before an arrow flung itself into the back of the throne where Arthur's shoulder would have been. His eyes widened. "Do you see him? Whoever it was just shot an arrow, did nobody see?... Everybody is just dancing like nothing-" He was pulled close to the other man and began moving through the crowd synchronizing their steps.

"No one would notice if an arrow is shot, but if someone fell over dead, they would notice." Alfred led the king through the steps helping him with his footing. "Just follow my movements and you'll be fine." As they turned Alfred eyed where the arrow should have come from, there was no one there. He searched throughout the mass of people for the potential killer.

"The fact we're moving helps. When did you learn to dance?" Arthur asked, glancing around the room anxiously.

"It's one of the many things we study while in training. Francis had taught me before your birthday, but I never did have the chance to use it…" Alfred replied.

"I didn't know that." His eyes flashed. "There." He whispered, spotting a dark skinned woman dressed for the occasion, but with a large shall over her shoulders, easy to hide a weapon in. She was looking around, but luckily Arthur had spotted her first. "I see her, what now?"

"We need to find Francis and get you to safety."

Arthur nodded and as soon as they reached Francis, he was grabbed and pushed into a secret passage. "Antonio and Gilbert are waiting for you; we'll take care of this." Francis shut the door and gave Alfred an apologetic look. "We can't risk her using magic."

"I know." Alfred's eyes searched the crowd easily spotting the woman. "There."

"Keep an eye on her… We kill if we must, but I would much rather get information out of her."

The woman looked around trying to find the prince; she saw nothing and started to exit the room.

"She's lost track of Arthur. Be discreet, grab her from behind and guide her out."

Alfred followed the woman out of the room and looked around the nearly empty corridor, chasing the sound of her footsteps. He rounded the corner to find the girl face to face with Oliver, standing next to an entrance to the secret passageway.

"Your high-" Oliver put the girl into a headlock and took her crossbow. "I got her."

"Are you alright?" Alfred asked the prince worriedly. "You should allow us to deal with this, you risk being injured." Alfred warned.

Oliver smiled. "You're right, forgive me."

"No, no you're fine. We have her now. Could you find Francis?" Alfred asked politely as he took over and held the women. Oliver nodded and disappeared down the hallway. Alfred waited for Francis as the woman struggled in his grip. Soon enough, Francis rounded the corner, Oliver by his side. "Is Arthur alright? He's safe?" Alfred questioned his worry was obvious.

"Yes, he's with Gilbert and Antonio. Let's get this girl to the dungeons; I'll have the rest of the guards scan the castle."

Alfred nodded and the woman tried to wiggle out of his grip. "Oh, no you don't" She looked to Oliver with pleading eyes.

The prince cocked an eyebrow. "Please. You tried to kill my brother and you think I'd vouch for you just because you're pretty? Never." He walked past her and her wide eyes followed him.

"You bastard!" She shouted to Oliver, her struggling picked up. Alfred held on firmly, it was times like these he was thankful for his strength. Yet, he didn't notice her hands reaching for something in the wrinkles of her dress. She suddenly rammed a knife into Alfred's hand, running it straight through and pushing the knife up through the bone, once he had released her from his grasp she ran at Oliver.

"You'll die for-" She collapsed before she could finish.

Oliver stood looking at her with narrow eyes and her own crossbow held up toward her, now released of its ammunition. His eyes widened. "I-I…" He looked from the new corpse to the weapon in his hands and dropped it, stuttering. "I…I didn't th… think… It… Just…" He covered his mouth with his hand.

Francis moved to the prince's side. "It's alright, calm down mon prince." His voice was soothing.

Oliver looked at him with his still wide eyes. "Are you alright?"

"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine." His eyes fell on the prince's face. "I'm sorry you were put in such a dangerous position. It was my fault for allowing her to get free." Alfred apologized as cradled his hand with his other; blood seeped through the deep wound.

"… It's fine… I just… need to sit down." Oliver hugged his stomach, looking down at the woman. "I've killed assassins before but… God I… Damnit."

Francis placed a gentle hand on the prince's back. "It's not something people get used to."

"… I'm… Oh God Arthur!" Oliver quickly opened the secret passage. "Is he okay? She was headed right for this, if there are more, they may know about these passages!"

"Shit!" Alfred looked to Francis, who in return gave in the okay to find his king. Alfred ran down the tunnels, fortunately he knew where Arthur would be so he easily sprinted around corners. He didn't see anyone in the passageways, not a single person even when he reached the passage that led to the ball room, he didn't see the king or his guards. Panic began to settle in and he peeked into the room before running back to the others. "He's gone, not where we left him." He huffed trying to catch his breath once he was back with Francis and the others. "No sign of them."

Francis's eyes widened "Alright...let's remain calm, maybe Gilbert and Antonio took him some place safer..."

"Safer?... But where would that be?" Alfred shook his head, his hand was still bleeding, but he had completely forgotten about the pain.

"I'm not sure. Perhaps they were attacked and moved further into the tunnels...the nearest exit from the throne room would be...the garden I believe..."

"Right." Alfred nodded, once more taking the tunnels to find the gardens. It gave him a more likely chance to find Arthur.

He was relieved when he did find the king and his two guards in the hedge maze, un-hurt.

"What happened? You guys left. Why?" Alfred questioned, taking deep breaths, trying to get air back into his lungs after that sprint.

"We heard sounds in the tunnels and thought it best we get out of there." Gilbert said. "Is everything taken care of?"

Arthur ran to him. "Alfred! What happened to your hand?!"

Alfred blinked, now remembering the gash. "It's nothing." He turned to Gilbert. "I didn't see or hear anything... The assassin is dead; Oliver killed her to save himself."

Arthur's eyes widened. "Oliver? Did she attack him?"

"Yes, but he's fine... Just a little freaked out." Now that he had found Arthur, the pain in his hand was returning. He stiffened a bit, it was his fighting hand, and would he even be able to hold his sword?

Arthur cradled the knight's hand. "We need to get you to a doctor." He said quickly.

"You're not going anywhere." Gilbert said. "We are taking you back to the throne room as soon as everything is calm again

"We need to keep you safe." Alfred moved his hand out of Arthur's grasp. "I'm alright." He said with a small smile.

Arthur pressed his lips together worriedly. "Fine."

"Francis is looking through the tunnels now. Are you sure it would be alright for the king to be in such an open area? I mean, if we hadn't seen the first assassin, he wouldn't even be alive right now." Alfred shook his head. "We know they are here, someone must have let them in. They know our tunnels. Only the trusted knights and the royal family know these tunnels..."

Alfred looked at his king; relieved that he was safe.

Gilbert sighed. "That's true, but the public will be thrown into a panic if people start figuring out something is wrong." Just then an explosion came from the side of the palace, in the throne room. "...too late..."

Alfred swore. "What's going on?"

A voice suddenly echoed through the entire palace. "Shit, it's magic." Arthur muttered.

"I don't know where the king has gone, but I will set this entire pace on fire if he doesn't show up in the next five minutes. He will not be hurt, I only have an announcement to make and then I will leave." Arthur gulped and looked around at the others.

Alfred looked around taking a deep breath. "What should we do? This has gotten too dangerous; we have a magician here now..."

Arthur pressed his lips together. "I know it doesn't help us to believe false promises...but I can't let him torch the place..."

"What if he tries to kill you? There isn't much we can do to defend against such attacks!" Alfred shook his head.

"But he has the people that I have just sworn to protect in there!"

Alfred clenched his fists and looked to Gilbert. He knew Arthur was right.

"...I'm going." Arthur quickly paced away from the group and to the large hole that had just been made in the wall.

Alfred ran to catch up with him. "I will stand by your side."

Arthur squeezed his hand. "Thank you." He whispered before letting go and turning to walk into the throne room behind the large chairs, seeing a young blonde man standing there. He could see Feliciano in the balcony, her cross bow gone. He flinched slightly realizing how helpless he was before standing on top of this throne and looking at the boy in the silent ball room. "I'm here." He said loudly. "What is your message?"

Alfred stood beside the king; if he had to he would take whatever kind of magic this man could throw at him.

The boy turned to face the king with a swish of his cloak. "That was fast." He said with a grin. "We have been defending ourselves in the east, but we are ready now. Consider this a return to your proposal. You didn't give up after we took out your previous king. Consider us on the offensive" He snapped his fingers and the rubble all came together to reform the wall of the throne room. "If a war is what you want you'll get one." He said and then he disappeared.

Arthur stared in shock at where the man had been standing. Nothing made sense anymore.

"What does he mean by that? I thought we were trying not to take part in this war?" Alfred questioned, he too was confused by the magician's words. What proposal was he talking about?

"I… Thought so too…" Gilbert entered from the back of the ballroom soon after. "We need everybody to exit."

Arthur nodded and announced, "We are sorry to cut the festivities short, but we ask you all to leave quickly and calmly." A number of people didn't look all to calm, but they did as was requested by their prince. Arthur watched them go and added. "I will have more guards patrolling the streets tonight; I ask you all to stay in your homes as much as you can."

"Things are getting dangerous. I wonder where he went not too far I assume. Most likely he's still in the castle." Gilbert turned to a few guards. "The magician could still be here; find him!" He ordered.

Arthur nodded to the guards dismissing them. Once the crow was clear, Arthur turned to Francis. "War meeting now."

Francis nodded then glanced to the younger knight. "Alfred I want you to be there, but first get your hand checked out. It would be bad if it gets infected."

"Right, I will get that done right away. Am I dismissed?" Alfred asked.

"Go quickly." Francis demanded before turning to a group of guards. "Send word out to the council, we will be holding a meeting in two hours."

Arthur let out a long sigh. While the two hours passed he discussed what had happened with Oliver. He still seemed a little shaken from the whole thing. Arthur knew that his brother had killed once before, but he had never seen him so stunned before. His strong, brave brother. He comforted the man. Arthur had never known the feeling of his hands being stained with another human's blood, but he never wanted to know it either. He thought back to Alfred, he has yet to kill anyone and had even expressed his fears about it.

By the time they began the meeting it was past midnight. Alfred was already in the meeting room; his hand had been wrapped up after he was given stitches. After that he was to take medicine that would help ease the pain. He didn't look fully awake because the medicine was very strong.

Arthur stood to speak. "First of all… They seem to believe this entire war was our fault…" The group began to mingle about that thought, what had they done to do that? "I don't understand it either, but it seems clear they have declared war."

"Well, then what do you suppose we do?" A man in the back asked.

"I'm not sure. We could see about discussing it directly with them… But I'm not even sure we know everything."

Alfred spoke up. "So, we know they think we were the instigators, they thought they were defending themselves. We also know they have an inside source here and that is how they probably were able to get to the king."

"Yes...everybody should keep an eye out for suspicious behavior. Don't trust anybody for certain besides the people in this room. Anything is to be reported to Francis, Oliver, or me immediately"

"So the question is, though, what do you suppose we do? Do we join in on this war, do we surrender, or do we try to make peace with them? It hasn't worked thus far." A man in the back spoke.

"I know...but if they are on the offense now we have no choice until I can arrange a proper meeting with their king."

"We will send a messenger out tonight to ask for audience with their king, for now, I believe we should protect our own. Try not to fight too much."

"Of course, but we also can't let them burn down villages with innocent people in them."

"We can keep sending out small groups of troops to help protect the villages."

The meeting dragged on until three in the morning before everybody headed to bed, not much done except the conclusion that in their current predicament nothing could be done.

Alfred escorted Arthur back to his quarters. "Are you alright?" He asked tiredly.

"No...I can't do a thing." Francis trailed behind them and motioned for Feliciano and Ludwig to follow as well.

"Well, we are doing something right, asking for a meeting with their king. That is a good start." Alfred said, always trying to look on the bright side.

"We don't know enough to even predict if that's a good idea, and there has to be a traitor in our midst." He let out a frustrated sigh. "You'll be on guard duty soon, won't you?"

"Yes, I'm pretty much on it now." Alfred sighed as a wave of exhaustion went through him. He rubbed his wounded hand, the pain medicine was wearing off, and maybe he should stop by the infirmary again.

Arthur sighed. "Of course..." He looked back at Alfred as they reached his door and glanced back at the other's coming up the stairs. Francis, Ludwig, and Feliciano. He sighed and very suddenly didn't care. He reached to Alfred's collar, grabbed it and pulled him down into a deep kiss, right in front of them. He heard a gasp from Feliciano and an uncomfortable sound from her dear Ludwig. Francis may have given an exasperated sigh, but he didn't look back at them before letting go and walking into his room, shutting the door on all four of the guards.

Alfred looked at the others, shifting his weight uncomfortably. Well, they knew now. He let out a sigh.

Feliciano blinked a few times and looked at Alfred's expression. "Don't worry." She smiled. "You kept our secret." She and Ludwig exchanged looks.

Francis shook his head "All of you are...Alfred..." He sighed. "I relieve you of your watch."

"Thank you." Alfred bowed his head.

Francis sighed. "I relieved you from your watch because Arthur needs you...Go be with him...I hate to say it like this, but he has just become the youngest king in our history...and... He needs his queen...go be with him."

Francis muttered something along the lines of "I can't believe I'm encouraging this."

Alfred smiled at him and walked through the door

Arthur was standing at the window, his coat tossed aside carelessly. He had loosened everything uncomfortable and let out a long sigh. He turned to look at Alfred while tugging his collar loose. "Yes?"

Alfred walked over to him. "I was given permission to stay here... If you'd like..." He stood awkwardly as he waited for the prince's response. "I hope you are alright, I know this is a lot of stress, especially for your first real day of being king. I'm sorry."

Arthur sighed and shook his head. "I don't know what to do. Alfred I knew I wasn't ready for this."

"You have done a fine job this far." Alfred reached out, his hand brushing against the king's shoulder.

"I've done nothing! I've been acted upon; I stood on a throne and yelled at somebody, and got out of talking to women. That's all I've done. I can't..." He ran both his hands through his hair. "I can't Alfred...I need...Help...Why did father have to die damnit? I'm not ready!"

"We have set up a meeting, what more can you do. A war with them would end in a slaughter of your people. This is about all we can do right now, try to get to the bottom of this." Alfred reasoned. He reached for both of Arthurs hands, ignoring the slight pain as he did so; he gave them both a squeeze as he tried to calm the prince. "Another day, you can do more. But right now, there is nothing that can be done."

"I know it's...I...Alfred..." he hung his head. "What's...going to happen to everybody?... We know there is a traitor...we're on our toes...if Gercio doesn't destroy us the tension will."

"We will do our best to protect the people." Alfred pulled the king into a loving hug.

Arthur let out a shuttered breath. "What if I'm not strong enough?"

"I will be right here by your side to support you." Alfred held him tight, and kissed the king's lips. "I know you will lead this country to peace. I can feel it."

"You DON'T know that though." Arthur closed his eyes and his brow furrowed. "You always say things like that. Like everything will be okay...but you can't prove that, how do you know? What can you really do?"

"I-I don't know... I can't prove anything, but-" Alfred paused. "We cannot allow ourselves to give up!"

"...What do we do then?..."

"We just gotta keep moving. I don't know how to make them realize their mistakes but I know we can try, and we will try."

"You keep saying we..." Arthur looked into Alfred's eyes. He opened his mouth to say something but then just sighed and closed his eyes. "I'm king now..."

"We... you and I, the kingdom, and everyone Arthur." Alfred explained. "Just because you are king, doesn't mean you have to carry these burdens alone."

"I can't put you in danger Alfred..."

Alfred shook his head. "I have been in danger my whole life. Since I was a boy, I'm used to it Arthur. I can handle myself." He said with a sad smile. "Don't worry about me."

"...Alfred... Tell me what you want me to do..."

"I want you to calm down... Everything has been done that can be done. Just stop thinking about it, just for now... Allow yourself to relax."

"..." Arthur hung his head. "How are you always so sure...that everything will be okay?" His shoulders slumped and he leaned forward limply into his Knight's arms.

Alfred wrapped his arms around the king. "I just have faith in you..." He placed another kiss on Arthur's lips, before pulling away slightly looking into Arthur's eyes.

Arthur sighed and smiled faintly. "Well...that makes one of us..." He pursed his lips together. "It's just...how can I trust my judgments when I don't know who to trust?...the traitor could be anybody..."

"You will have to really think before you decide to do something; don't let others make a decision for you." Alfred said.

"...But...I can't do this alone..." he sighed.

"You won't have to. I'll be right here with you... Arthur... Do..." He looked away shyly. "Do you... want to...well..." He face was on fire.

Arthur looked up at him. "What is it?" He cocked an eyebrow. "...what's wrong? You're face hardly matches the conversation..."

"I know... Sorry... I just... Never mind..."

"Alfred...Talk to me..."

"Arthur... I want you to... make me your queen..." He couldn't look at the king when those words left his lips, his face was on fire. "I-I'm sorry, I know... now's not the time... but I thought... that you could use something to take your mind away from all of this..."

Alfred looked at anything but Arthur as he awaited his answer, shifting his weight.

Arthur blinked. "You want me to...Is...that all or...well metaphorically of course...but..." He smiled slightly. "This is your try at being sweet and symbolic? You know what queens do, don't you?" He let a small childish chuckle escape his lips.

Alfred nodded, finally looking at Arthur. "I just... I want to make you happy, I want to be with you..." Alfred leaned into a kiss.

Arthur kissed him back and wrapped his arms around you. "Alfred...Don't worry...it means the world to me...it means...you'll be my queen right?...you'll be right behind me...and keep me from screwing up...I love you...thank you, Alfred." He kissed him again, this time more firmly.

"I will be your queen; I will always be by your side." He pulled him closer, if that was at all possible. "I love you too."

Arthur exhaled. "Alfred...Thank you so much..." He slowly wrapped his arms around the other and ran his slim fingers through his golden locks.

Alfred leaned his head against the king's shoulder, his breath warm on Arthur's skin; he smiled and placed a soft kiss upon Arthur's skin.

Arthur clung tighter to his knight. "… Are you sure Alfred?"

"Yes… I want you." He nodded and to prove his point he led Arthur over to the bed.

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Arthur faintly laughed. "Alfred… I-" But in a moment he was on the bed with Alfred on top of him, their lips locked in a passionate frenzy. When Arthur finally got a chance to breath he gasped. "I take it that's… my cue to shut up."

Alfred laughed to himself as he looked at the king; his face was colored a light shade of pink. "I love you." He said once more.

Arthur smiled back. "I love you too…" He then flipped them over and began pressing kisses all up and down Alfred's neck, chest and jaw.

Alfred let out short quiet gasps of pleasure as the prince kissed him. Arthur knew all of Alfred's sensitive areas and each kiss was place upon each one.

Arthur grinned against the knight's pulse before licking it and holding his shoulder down as he shuddered. "You're so cute." He whispered.

The knight stifled a moan as Arthur's tongue trailed along his skin. "We've gone over this; I'm not cute." Alfred said in a mumbled protest, but he still had a small smile forming on his lips.

"Fine, adorable then." The king began working at the buttons of his guard's coat. Alfred just rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around the king. Arthur grinned. "Not arguing?... Maybe I should call you sexy…" He tugged away the ties on Alfred's tunic and pressed a kiss to his chest.

Alfred chuckled. "I kinda gave up on it, you always do anyways." He leaned forward and placed a kiss on the king's forehead.

"Glad to hear it." The king laughed. "And by the way, have I ever told you I have a thing for a man in uniform?" He ran his hands down Alfred's now bare chest, but his open coat and tunic had been left on his shoulders.

"Really? I don't think you have… but really, will I be in this uniform for long?" Alfred said while trying to make his voice sound seductive.

"Hmm… The pants will have to go, but I wouldn't mind leaving the rest on." He licked his lips. "Your voice sounds funny." He said with a smile.

"Does it, really?" Alfred looked away blush on his face.

Arthur grinned. "And that is why you're adorable… But… It doesn't matter what you are, as long as you're mine." He placed a gentle kiss on Alfred's forehead.

Alfred smiled. "Of course."

The king kissed Alfred's chin, then up to his lips. "… And I know it will end up fine if I listen to my queen." He grinned against the knight's skin. "I love you."

"I know, I love you too Arthur." The knight reached up fiddling with the ties on Arthur's tunic revealing the man's torso some. He bent forward and placed a wet kiss upon the king's chest.

Arthur grinned. "Getting eager are we?... Maybe I'm talking too much?"

"No, I like hearing your voice." Alfred smiled.

"Do you now?" He grinned and tugged at Alfred's trousers until his manhood was exposed to the open air. The king sat upright straddling him. He pondered for a moment how to make this different from their other experiments… Then he grinned. "Alfred…"

"Yes?" Alfred questioned glancing at the king. "What is it?" He shivered the air was cold around him.

Arthur trailed his fingertips lightly over his knight's chest and down to just above his cock. "Close your eyes would you?"

"C-close my eyes? Why?" Alfred eyed the prince unsure of what he was planning.

"Hush." Arthur motioned with a finger to Alfred's lips. "That's an order, my dear." Alfred sighed but did as was asked, closing his blue eyes. He trusted Arthur even if he was a bit nervous. Arthur let out a breath and ran his finger down Alfred's already hardening member. Once he was satisfied he got off of Alfred and situated himself between the knight's legs. Then, he lowered his lips to the tip of his partner's cock.

Alfred held in a moan, biting his lower lip; trying to keep the sound from leaving his lips.

Arthur grinned. That was the reaction he wanted. He opened his mouth around it and sucked ever so slightly.

Alfred arched his back wanting to feel more. He let out quiet moans.

Arthur watched, fairly pleased with himself and realizing he very much enjoyed the shape of Alfred's back when it's arched. In fact, he was so tantalized by it he forgot what he was doing until Alfred dropped back to the mattress with a whine. "That's no good." He mumbled. Arthur licked a trail from the base to the tip, keeping an eye on his lover.

Alfred opened his eyes with a loud moan as a wave of pleasure washed over him.

Arthur took a deep breath and went for it, taking as much of Alfred as he could into his mouth.

Alfred's hips lifted off the bed, he was beginning to feel that he was about to reach his climax. "Arthur," He gasped in a husky voice.

Arthur sensed it too and hummed to create a vibration before pulling away completely and kissing his mouth with a grin. "Tsk, Not so soon silly." He chided, only feeling slightly guilty at his sadistic nature as he watched Alfred's quivering form.

Alfred whined as Arthur pulled away. "I want you Arthur."

"Patience," Arthur licked his lips as he grinned and decided his pants were getting a little too tight. "You wanted me to make you my queen, right?" he tugged his trousers down until he could lift one of his legs out of them and leaned forward onto Alfred's chest, sliding their erections against each other. "… So does that mean…" He placed a kiss on the knight's lips, "Can I take you, then?"

Alfred nodded as he looked at his king and sucked in a breath as he felt Arthur's touch.

The king smiled fondly, despite his slightly sadistic sexual preferences and the lust that clouded the moment, he couldn't help thinking to himself how much he truly loved this man. He sat back up, lightly running his hands over Alfred's pert nipples as he did. He was a bit nervous, unsure of what to do now. He adjusted and peeled Alfred's pants off the rest of the way, giving his erection an extra pump as he did. He spread the knight's legs and kept a hold from behind his knees, positioning himself at his entrance. He cleared his throat. "I… wonder if there… Is any precaution to take… I'm not entirely sure if I'm doing this right…"

"I wouldn't know…" Alfred said biting his lip.

"Well… Girls have a natural lubricant… Would we need to substitute something, you think?... I'm worried about hurting you." Arthur said.

"A substitute might be a good idea…" Alfred said.

Arthur looked around, what on earth could he use?

Alfred shook his head thinking for a bit. "Oil maybe?"

Arthur laughed lightly. "Oil?" Then he spotted a teaspoon and bottle of coconut oil on his bed side. "Of course." He picked it up. "The maid must have left it here for me; this is supposed to be healthy for royal blood or something… Of course I never believed that, but I'm certainly glad she does." He said while picking up the bottle.

Alfred nodded and shifted, his hands snaked up the king's chest and he started to draw small circles on the man's skin.

Arthur smiled at him and coated his fingers in the bottle's contents. "Let's try a finger first."

"Go ahead… I'm ready." Alfred gulped fully aware that it will probably hurt.

Arthur nodded and adjusted Alfred's legs wider then reached and pressed a slick finger against the knight's tight entrance.

Alfred's breath hitched and his body tensed, He groaned and gripped at the sheets. The finger felt strange inside him, a little uncomfortable, but somehow he felt like it brought him closer to Arthur. He gasped. "You can keep going…"

Arthur pressed his lips together; he wasn't too sure what else he could do, so he pressed a second finger into his partner.

Alfred sucked in a shuddered breath, grasping at the sheets.

Arthur bit his lip. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Alfred said with a faint smile. "You can keep going."

Arthur nodded and moved his fingers inside in a scissor type motion trying to stretch him out. He heard a moan and took that as a sign he was doing something right. "Good?"

"Yeah," Alfred breathed. "Good."Arthur waited for a while before pulling his fingers out and slicking his own member with oil and repositioning himself. "You think you're ready?"

"Yeah, I'm ready." Alfred gave a reassuring smile.

Arthur nodded and pressed himself in, making it halfway before Alfred yelped and he stopped. "Are you alright? Does it hurt?"

"A little…" He took a few deep breaths and wrapped his arms around Arthur's neck feeling comfort in his touch. He waited a while until he was adjusted to Arthur being inside of him. He nodded. "You can keep going."

Arthur gulped, he felt sweat beading on his forehead and he pressed deeper until he couldn't move any further in and he released a breath he didn't know he had been holding. He leaned forward; kissing Alfred's neck and trailing up his throat with open mouthed kisses, feeling every crevice of his moist body. He felt closer to the knight every moment as their sweat sheeted bodies pressed together, the warmth contrasting the chilled air around them from the open window.

"I love you Arthur." The knight gasped while tightening his grip around the man's neck pulling him closer and pressing a sloppy kiss to his lips.

"I love you too… T… tell me if I hurt you okay?" He breathed heavily onto the knight's neck, pulling out slightly so he could thrust back in.

Alfred gasped, his fingers pressed hard against Arthur's back. "Kay." Sweat beaded down his face.

Arthur started slowly running his hand over every inch of skin he could reach. Then as a surprise he pulled out so only the tip was inside, but then thrust back in as hard and deep as he could. Alfred's back arched dramatically and Arthur took advantage, wrapping his arms around him and under his shirt, running his fingers down the man's spine.

Alfred shuddered and moaned with pleasure; he wrapped his legs around the king pulling him in.

Arthur smiled, picking up the pace. He wanted to be closer, to feel more, he couldn't get enough. "Hnngh!" He gasped. "A… Alfred…" He began breathlessly kissing the knight everywhere he could, trailing his hand's everywhere he couldn't. He moved one hand down and began to slowly pump Alfred's growing erection.

"Ahh! Arthur!" Alfred gasped longingly. He arched his back, wanting more of Arthur, rocking his hips in time with the king's thrusts.

"Hmm, there we go." Arthur grinned. "Let's see if you can keep up then." He chuckled, leaving a possessive mark on Alfred's neck. He changed his angle slightly and picked up the pace.

Alfred moaned as he moved in rhythm with Arthur.

Arthur breathed heavily, moaning loudly. He suddenly reached up and cupped the back of Alfred's head, yanking him up so their mouths could meet. He didn't slow down as his kissed with all the vigor of his thrusts.

Alfred practically melted in Arthur's hot kiss.

Arthur bit at the knight's bottom lip, reaching down to pump his erection tightly in hand. "Mmmn. Alfred you're so tight…" He felt his balls tighten, but felt determined to cum after his partner.

Alfred gasped feeling warmth make its way through his body. "Ahh." He gasped in pleasure. He arched his back about to reach his climax.

Arthur moaned loudly and pumped a few more times before he felt Alfred's climax cover his hand. He breathed heavily; pleased with himself he thrust a few more times before climaxing inside his queen. He let out a long breath and kissed Alfred's neck before pulling out and hugging Alfred close.

Alfred clung to him wrapping his arms and legs tightly around him.

The king waited and pressed a kiss to Alfred's forehead. "Are you alright, my queen?" He whispered with a slight smile.

Alfred nodded, pressing his lips to Arthur's as his fingers lightly traced rings on Arthur's chest.

Arthur sat up and pulled the sheets over Alfred's body. "That shirt may get uncomfortable, love."

Alfred nodded and stripped off his shirt, throwing it lazily to the side and moved closer to the king.

Arthur smiled at him as he pulled the sheets over them, kicking his pants off the rest of the way as he did. "I'll have the maid bring fresh sheets in the morning."

"Probably a good idea." Alfred mumbled as he wrapped an arm around the other man placing a kiss on his bare chest before laying his head there.

Arthur wrapped his arms around him too. "So… Queen Alfred?" He smiled teasingly and kissed his forehead.

"Yes?" Alfred asked with a small smile upon his lips and a quiet chuckle.

The king ran his thin fingers up and down Alfred's chest. "How do you feel about doing THAT every once in a while?"

"I wouldn't mind it…" Alfred said, blush painting his face as he laid a kiss on Arthur's neck.

Arthur pulled him closer. "Good to hear… Alfred…"

Goodness it was hard to post this. I (iseal) feel like such a prude. Sorry for the long wait, Midterms, chemisty Dx, moved a couple weeks ago... Yeah (My problems).

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