Taking a deep breath, Alfred knocked on the door, hoping to god Arthur doesn't try to attack him or something. The door slowly opened, Al almost fainted when he saw Arthur. He had a bottle of scotch in one hand, and all he had on was dress pants.

"Are you coming in or not git?" Arthur was nervous so he'd decided to have a small, quick drink. He still couldn't believe Alfred, he was afraid he'd just hurt him again.

"H-hey…" Al took a step into the house and took his coat off, sweating through it already. Arthur blushed, examining Alfred's frame, his big square shoulders, the toned chest that showed through his tight black shirt, and the jeans that barely hung off his hips, showing the tops of his boxers. He didn't like the way Americans dressed… but on Al it looked to damn amazing to argue. Arthur took Al's hand and lead him to the couch, sitting down. Al followed suit, smiling, thinking about his plan and if he should even bother.

"I don't know what to believe Alfred…" Arthur looked down at that moment, nearly dropping his bottle. Al took it from him, take a sip himself, shuddering a tad and setting it on the side table.

"Arthur… look at me…" When Iggy didn't follow his instruction, Al lifted his chin himself, making the brit blush a darker shade of red. "Arthur… please believe me… I love you with all my heart…." Al kissed Iggy then, not waiting for an answer. He'd expected to be pushed away, which wasn't the case. Arthur wrapped his arms around Al, moaning into the kiss and stroking Al's cheek lovingly with one hand. Al pushed Iggy down onto the couch, hovering over him and smiling into the kiss. Arthur moaned and opened his mouth, wanting to taste Al fully.

Al moves his tounge into Arthur's mouth, groaning and running his hands up and down Arthur's sides. He pinches a nipple, making Arthur gasp into the kiss. Wanting to hear him, Al breaks the kiss and sucked on a nipple, nibbling a little. Arthur moans, running his hands through Al's hair.

"I-I love you to.,… y-you g-git…" Al smiles, leaning up to kiss Arthur on the lips, he starts to work on Arthur's pants. Arthur gives up and works on Al's shirt, groaning and squirming a little under him, making it a little difficult to get his pants off. Al managed to get them off, and smiled at the buldge in Arthur's pants.

"A little horny are we?" Al smirked.

"Shut up bloody git!" Arthur's face took the edge off his voice, his face was so scared and red that it made Al's heart jump.

"You ok?"

Arthur looked at him pleadingly now, growling, "Just take me you wanker!"

Al obliged, pulling down Arthur's underwear and stroking his ready cock, making the smaller nation moan and bite his lip. Al got his own pants off, so that he was down to his boxers before moving Arthur's member to his mouth and sucking on the tip. Arthur bucked up, mewling in anticipation.

"A-al…!" Al groaned into Arthur's cock as Arthur called his name. His own cock struggling against his boxers.

Al continued to suck and lick at Arthur's cock until he couldn't take it anymore and ripped off his own boxers, positioning himself.

"A-are you ready?" He asked, love in his eyes.

"J-just bloody fuck me!"

Al pushed in, groaning as Arthur grit his teeth against the pain.

"You ok?" Al looked worried, biting his lip and attempting to control himself.

"Yes just move!" Arthur cried out. Al obliged and started moving, groaning, trying to find that special spot.

Arthur gasped, mewling and moaning every time al thrusted in. A heat started to form in his abdomen, and Al found the spot. Arthur cried out, shaking under Al.

"A-al… F-faster…" He looked up cutely at Al, making him twitch with desire and he started to pound into him harder, groaning because Arthur's so tight. Arthur looked up at Al as he came, shaking and screaming Al's name. Al came with him, shaking and just… overwhelmed.

"g-god you're so sexy…" Al starts to pull out, but Iggy pouts and moves so he has to stay in.

"S-stay." Al chuckled and kisses Iggy's pouting lips, relaxing and staying inside.

"I love you Arthur…" Al breathed as his eyes start to close.

"Same to you dearie…" Iggy moved some hair from Al's cute, sleeping face.

(yes. I kno it sux. Sue meh! . )