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Lips Of An Angel(Hinder): UkUs, Franada, MapleTea.
Warning: Cheating, Sexual Mentioning's, Human AU.
It began with the ring of the phone; Alfred looked over to Arthur curiously as the Brit left the room to answer the phone.
"Hello?" Arthur whispered looking back at Alfred whom was changing slowly.
"Arthur?" breathes catching the Brit made sure to keep his back to Alfred.
"Matthew, Luv, why are you calling so late?" Arthur asked gently.
"O-oh…its just…" there were a few sniffles sounding on the other side.
"Luv, why are you crying? Are you alright?" Arthur whispered in worry ignoring Alfred's gaze on his back.
"Ah, y'know Francis…" Matthew murmured, Arthur could see the Canadian twirl a few strands of hair around his fingers before tugging lightly.
"Why are you whispering Arthur?" Matthew said softly before the Englishman could come up with interesting ways to castrate the Frenchman.
"Alfred is in the next room." Arthur murmured looking over at Alfred whom was watching curiously from his spot on the edge of the bed.
"Oh, I must be bother-"
"Sometimes I wish he were you." Arthur said in a rush cutting Matthew off.
"…Arthur…" Arthur's knees almost buckled from under him, Matthew's voice was ever so sweet. And his name coming from those lips,
The lips of an angel,
It made him feel so weak.
"Y-yes, Luv?"
"…" Arthur could hear the gulp that came from Matthew.
"I'm dating Francis and your with Alfred…it can't work."
"But Matthew you make it so hard to be faithful." the small gasp from Matthew made this seem all the more sweet.
…
It's funny that Matthew still called.
"…I dream of you sometimes." Matthew uttered guiltily. Arthur could feel Alfred gaze at him from over his comic.
"I've dreamt of you, too." Arthur admitted as well.
"Oh." Matthew murmured on the phone.
"Does Francis know you're talking to me?"
"No."
"Will it start a fight?"
"I don't know, does Alfred know?"
"No, I don't think he has a clue."
…
"Arthur." said Brit gazed down at the pink cheeked American before secretly biting on the inside of his cheek. As Alfred pulled Arthur down for a kiss he can't help but wish that the person beneath him had slightly longer wavy hair, violet eyes, and pale skin.
He could hear Matthew sweetly utter his name.
…
"Arthur, this is wrong." Matthew whispers when Arthur's lips are no longer on his own. Arthur say's nothing as he presses closer to the Canadian. Matthew's complaints die down with each kiss and touch the Brit bathes him in.
"You make it hard to be faithful." Arthur whispers against his lips. Matthew shivers pleasantly against the Brit as his arms wrap around Arthur's neck.
"You always make sure I can't say no." Matthew says a bitter smile on his angelic lips.
Arthur makes them smile sweetly with a kiss.
Nothing bitter should touch those lips.
…
"We're never going to stop this are we?" Matthew leans against the doorway, his eyes look up and down Arthur's body as the Brit takes his shower. Matthew regrets taking a shower hours earlier.
"Do you want this to end, Luv?" Matthew tilts his head a slight frown to his lips.
"No, but it must." Arthur looks over his shoulder at the Canadian blinking away the shower water.
"Why?" Matthew sighs entering the bathroom before shutting and locking the door.
"This is unfair to Francis and Alfred." However even as he says this Matthew begins to remove his clothing.
"Must we?" Arthur questions giving Matthew room as the Canadian slips in.
"Yes." Matthew clutches to Arthur like a child, head resting on the other man's shoulder.
Arthur pretends the warm water falling onto his shoulder is from the shower and not from Matthew's eyes.
…
"Arthur, please?" Alfred begs pulling the Brit to their bedroom before sitting on the bed to gaze up hopefully at Arthur.
Alfred gets his answer when Arthur gently sits on his lap before unlatching the buttons on *Matthew's - Alfred's its Alfred's - shirt.
The sex is unsatisfactory for Arthur.
…
"Francis?" Matthew questions entering the bedroom to find the Frenchman undressing. Matthew blushes bright red and the Frenchman gives him a seductive smirk removing his clothing slowly, soon he is only in boxers and clicks his tongue before shaking his head when he sees Matthew still dressed.
Matthew allows for himself to be stripped wanting desperately for the Frenchman to make love to him.
Though later Matthew is spent but not satisfied.
Matthew tries desperately not to think of Arthur and settles for cuddling into Francis's chest.
…
"This is all your fault." Matthew has the Brit pinned to a wall as he bites and sucks on the moaning Brit's neck.
"H-how is t-that, Luv?" Arthur gasps fingers tugging at Matthew's hair.
"I can't even enjoy time with Francis without thinking about you!" Arthur's gasp of pleasure is crushed against Matthew's lips when the Canadian grinds his hips against Arthur's.
Matthew is the one to take control - a rare occasion indeed - and afterwards when they are a twitching tangled pile of boneless limbs both know,
That was the best time both of them have ever had.
And oh, the guilt Matthew is filled with when he looks at Francis.
But he can't find it inside of him to regret it.
This makes the guilt in him fester more.
…
"We are disgusting." Matthew speaks with bitterness in his voice. Arthur strokes Matthew's cheek and despite himself Matthew leans forward to be kissed hating himself for doing so.
"You have lips of an angel." Matthew gazes up at Arthur's half lidded expression. Closing his eyes Matthew presses another kiss to Arthur's lips.
And again he feels an amount of hate for himself as he continues to kiss the Brit.
This was so wrong.
And yet both could do nothing to stop it.
Kage: Hope you enjoyed the chapter, my apologies for its oddness.
*I had actually wrote 'Matthew' when it was supposed to be 'Alfred'. XD
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