The Prince Awakens

* New chapter slight smut and fluff here and there, but nothing to bad. Still stuck in Russia's basement. No idea when the next update will be, hopefully before schools starts. Thank you historyaddict and DolphinAssasinTheWaywardMage for the review and follow respectfully. Enjoy!

Al finally wakes up in the morning with a killer headache, no clothes, and the sun's rays blinding him. Ugh what happen last night? He thinks as he covers he head with the bedcovers, trying to ease his headache. Well I went to the bar as always, he begins to recall. He then members Emily and her screams for him being the last thing he remembers. Emily! Matt and Oliver are going to get an ass-whooping. He assumes Oliver is in on it, how else would he get home. He jolts up from the covers and runs out the door. He completely misses Emily in the kitchen cooking breakfast with one of Al's tee-shirts on. Al gets out of the door and sees Emily's Audi R8. "Whose fucking car is this?"

"IF YOU FUCKING THINK OF HITTING MY DAMN CAR, I'LL PUT YOU BACK INTO UNCONSCIOUSNESS!" Al hears the feminine voice and turns around to see Emily in his favorite 3OH!3 white tee-shirt standing in the doorway. The sun and the tee-shirt did not do a good job of hiding her sexy laced black thong or bra. Al then goes to the door and scoops her off of her feet.

"You're safe. They didn't do anything to you right?" Al questions her.

"Yes I'm fine, but no thanks to you."

"What happened last night?" Al asks as he carries Emily though the doorway and sets her on the couch.

"Well Matt tried to kidnap me and you came to my daring rescue." Emily explains as Al gains a look of self-confidence due to his heroism in saving Emily. "However he diverted his attention from me to you once he found out that I was with you. You fought and while Matt was busy beating your ass, I hit him unconscious with a nearby pipe. I pulled him off you and carried you to my car and drove home."

"But wait how did you find my house?"

"I looked though your phone and called this nice man, Oliver I think his name was. Oh and by the way you might want to be nicer with your contact names so that if someone needs to contact a person though your phone, they will not call them the sugar-fuck bastard." Al then leans in and gives Emily a big kiss on her lips. "What the fuck was that for?"

"A kiss for my hero." Al sneered. Expecting to be slapped across the face after his comment, Al was caught off guard when Emily jumped on top of him and kissed him back.

And so starts their make-out and tickle session on the couch, which is visible to anyone who passes by, because they forgot to close the front door. Many pass with disgust for their indecency to at least close their door like a person of some self-regard. Many veterans of the neighborhood know this is common behavior for Al when he brings a new girl and ignore the rusty sex voices and giggles coming from the doorway. At least they aren't having sex on the front lawn they think, which has happened multiple times before. Al finally starts to make another move on Emily by unhooking her laced bra and is successful of this action.

When Emily feels the bra loosen, she sits up on Al's stomach and says in a raspy voice, "Oh, you want to move onwards uhh. Well I'll see you in the bedroom." She tries to jump off of Al and run to the bedroom to beat Al to it, however Al grabs her stomach and holds her down.

"But what about that delicious breakfast that you made for us?" he jokes and tickles her thighs.

"It can wait. I have waited all night for my prince to wake up; he can wait for my breakfast." With that he scoops up Emily and carries her bridal style up to the bedroom and they close the door behind them.

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Emily rolls off of Al and back on to the bed and cuddles up to him. "Now I don't know about you, but I sure worked up an appetite. You want to go down to have breakfast?" she whispers into his ear.

"Sure I thought you would never ask." He jumps out of bed as Emily pulls over the tee-shirt that she had on earlier.

"Hey aren't you going to put some pants on? I think we left the front door open."

"Who cares? If they haven't seen my penis yet, then they are now!" He yells while going down the stair to the kitchen. Emily lets out a groan and follows him to the kitchen. Her hypothesis about them leaving the door ajar was right so she fixed it by closing it. The food was slightly cold, but nothing with putting it in the microwave wouldn't fix. They eat and Al leaves to put his dirty dishes in the sink.

"Hey you didn't eat any of the bacon that I made for you." Emily whimpers.

"I'm a vegan. I don't eat meat." He replies.

"It's tofu you ass! I'm a vegan too and it was it your fridge! I was too tried from dragging your ass home last night that I didn't have time to shop for food."

"Umm? I don't remember buying it but then I just go to the vegan section of the supermarket and dump shit into my cart." He picks up a piece and eats it and grabs another this time having a piece stick out of his mouth for Emily to have. She plays along taking the bacon and falls for the bacon kiss trick from Al.

"So you're helping me find my car right?" Al asks changing the mood.

"You're going to put pants on before doing that, right?" she asked not answering his question.

"Yes, mom, I'm going to put pants on. Geesh what is your deal with me running around public in the nude. I do it all the time." teased Al.

"I don't want to bail your ass out of jail. Why would I help you find your car? I suggest checking tow companies if you don't remember were you parked it." She says going back to the original subject while taking a sip of her coffee.

"Didn't forget where I parked it. I parked it in night parking only." Al argued.

"Nice job asshole. Good luck finding it!" she teased

"Hey it's not my fault I was knocked out unconscious by my motherfucking brother. The least you can do is let me lend your car." He whined.

"Oh hell no! You are not using my car without me in it and driving it!"

"HOW THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM GOING TO FIND MY FUCKING CAR?!" Al yelled. Emily saw that she was pushing him too far. She knew exactly where his car was, someone called about it last night and she picked it up, paid the towing fee, and hid it.

"Ok, Ok calm your tits. I'll drive around to look for your car, but you're paying for my gas." She says trying to calm the American down.

"Alright let's go!" He insisted as he headed for the door.

"HEY WAIT!" she screamed and stood up from her seat.

He turns around from the front door, accidently flashing a young girl who was across the street. "What?"

"You will wear pants in my car unless I tell you otherwise. Get dressed and then we will go." She nags. Al lets out a groan, slams the front door shut, and drags his feet up the stairs. Emily walks over to her suitcase that had not made it upstairs yet, and puts on a pair of jeans. "You might want to bring a shirt and a pair of shoes as well so they will give you your car back." She yells to the dressing Al as she grabs her car keys. Al lets out another groan only louder. "Just do it." She retaliates. Al finally stomps down the stairs with a shirt and shoes in his hands and walks out the front door with Emily following not far behind. "Where do you want to check first?"

"Well I want to see if I'm lucky and check if it is still parked where I parked it, 21st and Baker Street." He answers and puts his feet up on the dash.

"Hey I'm not your chauffeur! Feet on the floor!" she objects. Al stomps his feet on to the floor of the car. They spend the whole afternoon searching for the car, but Emily doesn't take Al anywhere near where the car is hidden. After checking the last car shop they decide to go home for dinner.

"Alright I all out of options, someone had to steal my car, and they will receive hell when I find out." Al complains. "Wait a minute where's my bat?" Al frantically runs into his house leaving the car door wide open and began searching for his prized weapon, but cannot find it. "Shit! I must have left it in the alley last night!"

"You thought that I would forget to take this?" she asks as she pulls the nailed bat from her trunk.

"Batty!" He shouted running towards the girl holding his bat. He takes his bat and thanks Emily by French dipping and giving her a kiss.

"Fine. You can use my car. Only if you tell me where you are going and my car is returned in the way it was when you took it out." Emily finally gives in. Al thanks her again with a kiss. Then she pushes him into his seat and sits on his lap, kissing him passionately.

As he lowers the seat as far as it can go, he teases "Can I take my pants off now?"

She responds with, "No I'll do that."