Authors Note: Hello everyone! I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long! I've been a little tied up at work and I'm trying to wrap up another fanfic of mine, Love Letters to an Aristocrat. Of course, once that one is finished, I can focus more on this story! Well, enjoy the new chapter! Also! There's some graphic scenes in this chapter!

Alfred could hardly believe it. Of all the places that Francis could have been, he had to be right there, in the same subway, as him. Alfred would let out a sigh, turning away. He hoped that the other male hadn't spotted him and so far, it seemed that way. The underground train would take off, speed picking up rather fast. Alfred would reach his destination soon enough and he wouldn't have to see Francis again. He wasn't ready to see him again.

Hours seemed to pass by, the subway coming to a stop. A few people would slip off the train, Alfred being one of them. He wanted to get out and intake the fresh air. Quickly, the blond haired male would leave the station, heading up top. It was a nice day out, the air cool and crisp. It was comfortable feeling but it evoked unwanted memories.

"Alfred, don't you want to come in?" It was Francis who was speaking. Alfred was sitting outside on a balcony, the air crisp and cool as the sun began to set.

"Nah. I'm fine." The American would reply, though his body had curled up on the chair he was in, knees tucked in close to his chest, arms wrapped around the long legs. It was growing a little chilly but Alfred hardly seemed to move. At least, until Francis came out and wrapped a blanket around the American to attempt to keep him warm.

"It's been a long day, hasn't it?" The Frenchman spoke kindly to the short haired blond. A gentle hand would rest on Alfred's shoulder. "Alfred, you should come inside and rest." The tone in Francis' voice had grown to concern. "It's getting late..."

Alfred would let out a sigh.

"I'll come back. Don't worry." Francis spoke kindly.

The American would slowly stand, the blanket still around him as Francis led him inside and to the room they were sharing.

Alfred would snap back into reality, the wind picking up slightly. He needed to find a place to stay. A hotel would work just fine. The American would quicken his pace, reaching a familiar hotel. One he had stayed at before. He would quickly rent a room and take the card key, taking his small amount of luggage to his temporary room. He would unpack the essentials and then sit down on the bed.

"You're tired?" Francis asked, going over to the American who was sprawled out on the bed.

"Not really." Alfred replied, his blue eyes glancing every so often at the Frenchman.

"Non? Not even a little?" The Frenchman smiled, going over to the bed as Alfred adjusted his body, sitting up a bit, elbows keeping him propped up.

"Not even a little." The blond haired male would grin, moving up closer, connecting his lips with the Frenchman's. Hands would roam along the slightly hairy body that belonged to Francis, their lips connecting over and over again, giving a feeling of bliss to both males.

Alfred would pull away suddenly and then let his hands move down, giving the hem of the other male's pants a tug.

This took Francis by surprise. After all, Alfred had always said he wanted to wait a year before they became intimate.

The long haired blond wouldn't question it though. Alfred could make his own decisions and if making love was one of them, then Francis would make sure that this would be the best love ever made.

Giving a reassuring nod, Francis would help remove his pants, Alfred removing his own and somehow, in the process, the two men became entangled with one another. There was some slight motion, grinding against one another to build up the friction before the both of them were hard.

All the clothes were torn off from one another and the two began to kiss again and again, bodies heating up as Francis assumed the position on top. This made the American nervous.

"N-no…" Alfred would blush darkly. "I want to be on top. If that's okay with you…"

Francis chuckled some. "If that is what you want." He said softly.

Alfred gave another nod and then slipped on top of the Frenchman. He would gently rub his erection against Francis's tight hole, slowly pressing in before the male let out a small yelp.

"Lubrication. Please." Francis spoke in a husky voice. Alfred would reach around, grabbing a bottle of lotion that had been conveniently placed on the night stand. He would rub some of the white stuff on his cock, returning to the earlier position before he slipped the head of his erection into the tight hole, a gasp and some grunts coming from both men.

Alfred wanted to eagerly move but Francis would ask him to wait until he adjusted. It was hard to do, driving the American crazy with every passing second before; finally, he was given the okay to gently rock his hips.

That's all it was. Gentle rocking. Gentle rocking. Then a faster pace. Faster. Harder. Deeper. Every movement would bring both men to their climaxes, Alfred finishing first.

This memory made the American jolt up from the bed, feeling tightness in his pants. His face would turn red but then he realized he was in the room alone. There was nothing to be embarrassed about.

Deciding that now would be the perfect time to relieve himself, Alfred would remove his trousers, kicking them off to the side as he let his hand jerk up and down along his steamy erection. Soon enough, Alfred was able to cum, holding a tissue over as to avoid having to clean up any unnecessary messes.

After that little issue was solved, Alfred would leave the room, deciding he needed to get more fresh air. He wanted to clear his mind. Why did he choose France? Of all places to go, why France?

He walked down along the street, paying no mind to any of the beautiful surroundings. Then he bumped into someone.

"Watch where you're going!" The man snapped.

Alfred was about to apologize before he realized who it was.

"Alfred? What are you doing in France?" It was Francis.

Authors Note: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! There wasn't much about the Statue of Liberty in this chapter. Don't worry. There will be more of that to come along with more chapters like this and don't worry. It will all make sense at the end. Well! R&R F&F and have a nice day!