A/N: Rating for this chapter (NC-17) for explicit Sexual themes and adultery. FRUK pairing
If you don't like smut, PLEASE feel free to skip this chapter as it won't hinder the next chapter.

I do not own Hetalia or the characters they belong to Himaruya as this is a work of fiction.

Chapter 3: Three of Spades
House of Spades

~Ravishing~

It wasn't long until both were nude stripping away fabric in the warm glow of the sunny afternoon as the sun began to melt away. Gentle kisses pressed on Arthur's freshly revealed skin, trailing down the nape of his ivory neck, sending shivers down the Spade's neck, coaxing a surprised and shuddered moan from him. Soft whispered moans left Arthur's lips as Francis continued to worship each bit of skin, offering deep short moans between closed lips.

"Francis…" Arthur whispered breathlessly, in his silence pleading for something more which only served to amuse Francis in the process.
The Diamond lover taunted the sensitive flesh, shifting so he could meet skin better with his pink lips as he trailed down.
Arthur tangled his fingers in Francis' locks once he lost contact with his shoulders, trying to have a hold of something in the daze of pleasure that was brought upon him.

Francis sucked, nipped and licked trailing down further as he applied longing kisses about Arthur's navel and following the beautiful curve of his pelvis.

"You're beautiful…"

Arthur smiled seductively at the other, pleased with how Francis reacted to him and lifted his clothed hips against Francis' face. Impatience was Arthur's own undoing as he let control slip from him.

"You act as if you've never done this with me before. You know that I'm not a patient man Francis, then
why tease me so?"

Francis smirked at the other, kissing the flesh about his navel, before offering a proper answer.
"Because it riles you up so and there's nothing more erotic than making you lose control."

"Get on with it!"
Arthur groaned through clenched teeth. He wasn't pleased by that statement in the slightest, determined to think that he still had control over this whole arrangement their relationship had evolved into. It was a parasitic relationship that Arthur thought he had under control, when in truth Francis was playing the other just as Arthur had been this whole time.

One final Cheshire grin was all that was needed to let Arthur know he would be getting his desire rather quickly. In the midst of their passion, they were both stripped of their clothes all but their loins, though Francis was already challenging that fact as he slid his fingers below the waistband. He tugged them down as best as he could, only able to free the bound cock within with Arthur's lifting of his hips in aid.

Francis's eyes glazed over with lust and took the image for himself to commit to memory at the hardened length from the anticipation.

The warm breath at his milky inner thigh forced Arthur to catch his breath as he felt Francis' lips ghost in every area but the one that needed the attention badly. Francis was perfectly content to knead the flesh between his lips, softly biting, but tonight his feisty little rabbit was a bit too impatient.
Before Arthur could bark another command Francis took the member into his mouth and with great suction took him whole.

Arthur offered a gasp, back arching slightly off the bed and his fingers threading tightly with Francis' golden locks. Francis' eyes were half-lidded as he looked up at how pleased his seductive rabbit was with him. The way Arthur's pink lips parted to offer protests that ended in moans and whimpers made the effort worth it. The sounds alone were enough to bring Francis' own fingers to his neglected bound length, freeing himself from the fabric to pump in time with the thrusts he offered the other by his mouth.

Francis took him deeply down his throat, struggling for breath and groaning as Arthur's hips began to thrust into his lax mouth. Once the Diamond started to hum though, his mouth was full of engorged cock, the vibrations could have been enough to send Arthur over the edge unless he stopped it.

"St-Stop, I'll cum!"
Arthur warned and the warning was heeded; with a slick wet pop, Francis released him.
Arthur offered a whimper at the loss, but it would be well worth the wait if he could simply hold on a bit longer. The sensation did nothing to ease the smoldering feeling in Arthur's loin that could only be sated by being filled. But before the others could go on further there was the matter of proper preparation.

"Lubricant, my Queen?" Francis asked with an air of arrogant pride, tilting his head from the beautifully swollen remnants of his fine work. It was a miracle that Arthur could even think coherently, let alone respond.

"Same place it's always been." Arthur replied breathlessly, his chest caving in and out.
He bit his swollen lower lip, using all of the will power he had not to touch himself until Francis returned.
Arthur sat himself up and once Francis made his return, the Diamond lay his back against the headrest. Once situated, Arthur straddled the King's lap, mindful to keep his own legs spread apart nicely so that Francis could prod and tease. The Diamond was quick to cover his digits with the viscous fluid warming his hands so that it would pleasurable for the both of them and wasted no time, teasing the ring of muscle of Arthur's entrance.

The initial insertion always felt off, no matter how experienced Arthur was, but he knew that this process was all too important in order to continue the rest of the afternoon. As his inner walls were massaged, smearing the lubricant within him Arthur's impatience showed as he ground his hips against Francis.
It was a plea for more that Francis couldn't ignore, pressing in an additional finger within Arthur followed by the third shortly after. Arthur squeezed so delightfully about him it seemed almost impossible to imagine that Francis would be filling up the tight space with his large member.

"Spread them further." Arthur ordered, attempting to ignore the discomfort he felt as those three talented digits did their work. It would be better to feel all the pain if it meant pleasure in the long run and perhaps Arthur thought he deserved to be punished for fornicating with another.
Francis' fingers slid within tightened walls easily with the viscous liquid smeared about his digits.

Arthur arched his back to allow Francis to press against the bundle of nerves within him, digging his fingernails into the shoulders of one sexy Diamond who was causing the Spade to hiss out in frustration. The Queen moaned out deep as he felt his prostate provoked however, Francis silenced him quickly with a smoldering kiss, one that used full mouth and tongue. Both men savoring each other in the heat of the moment, lips shifting to allow soft gasps for breathe as they let their sensitive skin meet.
The fingers within Arthur continued to gently prod at his prostate, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine and causing his cheeks to warm so much that he needed to protest.

It was then Arthur knew he couldn't take it anymore.
He needed Francis, more than anything in life at that moment so he had to take control of the situation lest he be subject to tortuous touches that left lingering cinnamon sensations on his tight skin.
Face to face would be much to personable for comfort, so as Arthur kissed Francis one was last time he lifted his hips away from Francis curious fingers and turned away from his bed mate, settling to his hands and knees.

Though Arthur couldn't see Francis' face from this position he knew from the offended low groan that the other was probably displeased, wishing for something far more intimate. But once Arthur wiggled his hips in Francis' direction he knew that Francis would soon forget and focus to the task at hand.

"Fill me up?"

He asked coquettishly, tilting his head back to see Francis' eyes go from smitten to tense with desire. Francis wasted no further time since Arthur was thoroughly prepared as the glistening lubricant slid down to his inner thighs, yet he was not willing to sacrifice the moment to show his adoration of the other in gentle kisses that trailed down Arthur's spine, as he himself settled on his own knees and perfectly align himself with the other's entrance.
Firm hands traced smooth skin that had been graced with kisses until they rested on Arthur's waist. He offered a soft breathless moan and whispered 'beautiful' as he brushed his own slick member against Arthur who rutted his hips back in impatience.

"Francis, please- !" Arthur whined, only to have his mouth hang open from the unannounced thrust.
Though they have had years of experience, this sensation still felt uncomfortable as if it did not belong, but Arthur was willing to bear with it if it meant finding his release and escaping his loneliness in the process. He held onto his gasp, eyes pressing shut as he felt his own body accommodate Francis' girth. Arthur swore in hushed whispers, whilst Francis' leaned over and whispered sweet nothings to Arthur as a reassurance the pain would subside. It wasn't much longer until Arthur pressed against him, silently announcing he was ready for something more.

The thrusts began slow, initially hesitant for Arthur's sake. He was certainly tighter than expected considering how insatiable Alfred could be in the past. He tucked that information for later use, focusing more on the matter at hand as he thrust deeply within the other, offering silent, open-mouthed moans.

"Francis… please, move." Arthur pleaded. "Please!"
Francis brought his hips up to meet Arthur completely, establishing a pace that would send both into a panting mess. They established a quick pace, the friction between them enough to potentially get Arthur off quicker than anticipated, but that was not Francis' objective in the slightest.
Silent moans soon progressed to clear grunts, gasps of excitement and moans of desperation as their bodies made contact, becoming one in the afternoon glow.

It was all too hot.

The heat had pooled to the tight warmth in Arthur's loins, the coil tightening with each thrust.
Arthur needed this much more than he'd anticipated.
And once Francis began targeting his sporadic thrusts, angling them in such a way that he would bring Arthur to his end, Arthur knew he would come soon.

"Ahhn, good god Fra-Francis" Arthur moaned, feeling his prostate hit causing him to see stars.
He shut his eyes tightly, biting his lower lip with that same tension as he let his body react to every ounce of pleasure. He rocked his hips against the other trying to embed his lover within him even more, but Francis didn't want the session to end just yet as he loved bringing Arthur's pride to its knees.

"There, my little rabbit?" The Diamond grinned to himself for he knew that he had finally broken through Arthur's normal restraint. He taunted with his thrusts, nearly pulling out completely only to thrust quickly and deeply inside those tight walls to meet with that bud of nerves that made Arthur's body quiver in hot need. The King of Diamonds was pleasantly surprised at how wonderful he was squeezed in return, almost as if he was being milked for what he was worth with each thrust. The delicious feeling about him as those walls clenched ever so tightly about him, Francis was confident he was satisfying the other.

"Good god, yes!" Arthur replied almost in a yell of frustration.
His toes curled at a point as he was hit dead on, legs bringing Francis as close to him as possible.
"Yes damn it! Oh, ravish me. Don't hold back!" Arthur cried, throwing his head back as he was being taken fully, his hips meeting with the others thrust at their own accord.

Instead of replying with words, Francis allowed his actions speak for themselves as he gave his all into each thrust, gripping tightly at Arthur's hips as be brought Arthur against him.
Arthur's back was beautifully arching, sweat shimmering within the dip in his back that seemed just as lewd as the sound of wet tight skin making contact in the glow of setting sun filled the room.
Francis could only imagine the beautiful expression from the blond beneath him, but he could only allow his imagination to run wild as he heard short staccato moans become more frequent.
He was relying on the eagerness Arthur showed as he bucked up against him wildly; the friction making his length fill to the brim with cum.
Though near his end, he refused to cum before the queen of Spades met his end;
it was his duty as a lover to satisfy him thoroughly.

His glistening pre-cum spilled onto the bed and ran down the Queen's legs, making the friction between them result in sticky, sexy sounds that went straight to their dicks.

Both their breathing was well labored as they struggled to keep completion at bay a bit longer.
Arthur could only take much more abuse to his prostrate or the dual stimulation as Francis kneaded his leaking cock hard in his hand; Arthur wouldn't last much longer and nor would Francis.
Groaning in frustration at the contact by Francis' hand that quickened in pace,
Arthur knew he would give way, for it was impossible to resist Francis' experienced touch.
Rough jerks with a firm, yet loving hand determined to bring Arthur to a shuddering climax and a strenuous pace that was becoming more inconsistent as Francis let loose and would bring this hour to an end.

"Ah, cum for me, Arthur -for me alone."
Francis panted huskily into the ear of the ravished Queen, who could only offer a desperate moan in response. Those honest words made the young queen's ears burn and bring a shiver to his spine.

Arthur couldn't take it anymore, bucking against the other, seeking completion only to be pushed over the edge once his lover sank his teeth into the crook of his neck and thrust rapidly with no restraint. Arthur's emerald eyes widened, his breath hitched at the pressure on his most sensitive spot.
And even though he knew he was shouting out in pleasure, he heard nothing more than the slapping of skin, the creaking of the old royal bed and desperate breaths as he let himself focus on completion. Those final thrusts and skin breaking bite sent Arthur over the edge and his words came too quick, his mind completely useless as Arthur found his release.

"Ahn, Ah- Oh! Ah-Al- Alfred!"
Arthur let out a loud cry of pleasure, clenching his eyes shut tightly matching the hold he had on the white sheets with white knuckles.
Ribbons of white cum left him and his back arching up painfully and head thrown back until he met satisfaction. Arthur's arms finally gave out collapsing forwards face first, while his ass stayed up in the air. He hadn't realized what he had done, calling out his true lover's name instead, but his body was far too pleased to even attend to his thoughts and he soon became oblivious to what had transpired.
Arthur whimpered his upper body strength giving out as he collapsed face first into the sheets, pert arse still up in the air and very much occupied by the Diamond King. Arthur's flushed face turned to the side as he panted through his mouth.

Francis wasn't quite done with him yet, but knowing that Arthur has met his release encouraged him to finish, even though he wasn't pleased knowing the name Arthur called was not his.
With all of his strength, the King of Diamonds poured himself out into the small frame, grip on his hips bruising hard as he reached his peak. Collecting his breath, Arthur offered a few encouraging moans as Francis continued to pound within him, making an effort to clench his inner muscles.
The additional tightness was more than enough to send Francis to completion as well at the very satisfied expression with the aid of a euphoric high.

Soon enough, Arthur relished the sensation of being filled with that hot white seed shuddering a moan as he melted away into the sheets.
There was something satisfying about being filled with cum, dirty and erotic all at once;
Arthur offered a pathetic whimper once he felt that softening member slip out of him.
As he continued to grasp his breath, Francis took in the sight as a long hot trail of cum leaked down Arthur's inner thigh and onto the white sheet. Arthur offered an open mouth smile, one of sheer satisfaction, a rare sight indeed.

It was hard not to confess how he felt for the Queen that lay at his side with their chest caving in and out in a good rhythm. Certain words were allowed to omit the true phrase he wished to one day tell Arthur and worship him with, however "I love you" was not permissible.

"I adore you." Francis whispered breathlessly, placing soft kisses on heated skin slick with sweat.
Arthur offered a pleased moan, his posture and gaze sharing indifference, though Francis shared his heart. Arthur could care less for his physical need was satisfied for now, but his heart ached for his true love, Alfred. He could try ignoring the pain and numbing it with Francis' lips worshiping his body or he could idly wait for his lover to return. Until Alfred returned, he would be alone; perhaps even more so after satisfying himself with Francis.

A/N:
A special thanks to my editor Jade for beta-ing and like I told her: usuk shippers hang in there!
This is an eventual usuk love story- that should be the last of lit fruk smut, but I'm sure more smut will be on the here on out I believe if there is anymore trysts between them it shall be implied.

I was wondering: What did you guys think? Did you like it? Let me know what you think! Now onto Chapter four!