Alfred's heart was threatening to beat out of his chest as Arthur sat next to him, feeling unusually nervous at the close proximity. Which had never bothered him before, but this was time was different, this was something that both scared and excited him. They were both on in Arthur's room, sitting on the bed with less than a foot between them. Arthur was looking at him, eyebrows raised in slight amusement, as he took in the nervous fidgeting and bouncing leg. His boyfriend was radiating anxiety.
"I-uh-what am I supposed to say? Do we talk or do we just, you know," Alfred began, taking a deep breath and letting out a small laugh. "I guess I'm just nervous?" He admitted.
Arthur's lip twitched at the rare display of uncertainty. "We don't have to do anything if you don't want to. We can forget about it and put in a movie or get dinner instead," he said, rubbing the back of his head.
"No! I want to!" Alfred blurted out, startling both of them, then immediately flushed at his outburst. "Unless you changed your mind, then that's okay too. We don't have too, it's okay if-"
Arthur raised a hand to stop him. "Oh, trust me love, I didn't change my mind, this is all your call now. It's your first time after all, not mine," he said with a shrug. "Besides, I've been ready for months now."
"Damn, is that supposed to make me feel better or feel guilty?" Alfred smiled, leaning into his boyfriend and resting his head on his shoulder. Arthur wrapped his arm around him, threading his fingers through his hair. Alfred chuckled at the cheesy display of affection, which was more of his thing than Arthur's.
"I don't even know how to start," he said, making Arthur scoff.
"Well," Arthur began, cupping his Alfred's chin as he turned his head towards him, "That's why you leave it to me. And if I recall correctly, we usually start with kissing." He leaned forward, their foreheads resting together as Arthur pressed his lips to his boyfriend's. Alfred hummed, kissing back and wrapped his legs around Arthur's waist, pulling him closer. He always adored his lover's body, from his surprisingly broad shoulders and muscles, and of course his best feature was his ass if he would say so himself.
"Stop thinking so hard and kiss me properly," Arthur huffed, making Alfred laugh in slight embarrassment. "Sorry, just thinking about your hot bod," he said, as Arthur pressed a kiss to corner of his eye.
Arthur pulled back, a scandalized look on his face. "That was incredibly unnecessary," he scoffed, squeezing Alfred's face between his hands. "Are you trying to turn me off on purpose?" he complained, but still brushed his lips over Alfred's cheek.
A childish giggle escaped Alfred before he could stop it. "Dude, stop, that tickles."
Arthur's eyes lit up, a mischievous smile spreading across his face. "You're still ticklish, huh? Why, Alfred, how could you keep this information from me?" He pushed Alfred on the bed, straddling his waist and started to tickle his sides. "Let me give you something to laugh about."
"H-Hey! Arthur stop! Pfft, this is so not sexy!" Alfred shrieked, thrashing underneath him and giggling like an idiot. "This isn't funny!"
"Really? Because I find it quite hilarious?" Arthur himself was smiling widely, amused at his boyfriend's pleas for mercy. He mercifully gave up, leaving them both breathing heavily, Alfred more so than him. His shirt was pushed up slightly from where Arthur had touched him, his chest rising and falling as he breathed, little residual laughs leaving him. Arthur could see his tanned stomach, the muscle hidden under a stubborn layer of baby fat that refused to go away no matter what he did, but Arthur adored it.
Without waiting for permission, Arthur slowly pushed up his shirt, revealing more of his torso until he went up past his chest, making Alfred's breath hitch. Arthur's eyes snapped up to meet his.
"Is this alright?" he asked, his voice softer than usual. Alfred's face was bright red, but he nodded, biting his bottom lip as Arthur's hands roamed higher, helping Alfred pull it over his head. Alfred's first instinct was to wrap his arms around himself, suddenly self-conscious though they had seen each other shirtless many times before.
Arthur tsked, having none of it, and gently pulled Alfred's hands away from his chest, and brought them up to his lips, and kissing across each knuckle on his right hand. The look Arthur was giving him made Alfred want to combust from the intensity, seeing a rare glimpse of unguarded emotion from his boyfriend. Arthur continued the process on the other hand before setting them down gently on his thighs, his fingers instinctively tightening around them.
Arthur's eyes raked over Alfred's body, taking in the little details he had already memorized by heart, every scar, dip, and curve, every inch of the body only his eyes had fallen on. He spread his hands across Alfred's abdomen, watching as the muscles tensed underneath his light touch, before his tough grew firmer, more grasping and holding, moving up into his thumbs brushed against Alfred's nipples. Alfred's breath hitched at the touch.
"Are you sensitive there, love?" Arthur asked, a teasing tilt to his voice. His lips quirked up and he gave them another graze, making Alfred shudder. "Cute."
"A-Arthur," Alfred breathed out, his nails digging into Arthur's thighs as he started to squirm a bit. "S-Stop teasing," he whined. "Sorry love, no can do," Arthur purred, giving his nipples a firm pinch. Alfred's back arched as he gasped.
"Fuck, you're adorable," Arthur muttered to himself, diving down to capture Alfred's lips in a hungry kiss, rolling his hips against Alfred as he did. Alfred moaned into the kiss, rolling his hips up as well, trying to cause friction between them. Arthur continued to play with his nipples, biting at his bottom lip as he kissed and licked at him.
The two of them were both beginning to get desperate, and Arthur barely pulled back long enough to rip his shirt off before diving back into the kiss.
"Arthur," Alfred gasped out, a whine leaving his throat as he lightly pushed away, his head tilted back trying to catch his breath.
"Are you okay, love?" Arthur asked, stroking Alfred's hair, pressing gently kisses along his jaw and throat. "Do you want to stop?"
He shook his head, pressing his forehead against Arthur's. "No, just got a little excited," he confessed.
"Well, I would sure hope so!" Arthur exclaimed, looking scandalized at the implication that Alfred was feeling anything other than excitement. "Now, start using that stamina you're always bragging about." He kissed down Alfred's throat, pausing every so often to suck a dark hickey or leave deep bite marks into the tender skin, things that seemed to make the man underneath him quiver and whine.
Alfred's nails dragged up and down his back, leaving delightful lines of pain as Arthur bit down on his shoulder before dragging his tongue over his clavicle. He began pressing kisses down Alfred's chest, trailing over the sensitive nipple and sucking it into his mouth.
"Ah!" Alfred moaned out, pleasure zipping through him as his thighs clamped shut. "Arthur, please!" Arthur looked up at his boyfriend as he continued to suck, relishing in how he was making him come undone.
"That's it baby, keep making those sweet noises for me," Arthur cooed, rolling the other nipple between his fingers, making Alfred's body twitch in shiver in response. "So good, love, so good for me," he praised, earning him another moan. He resumed suckling, which was starting to bruise which each rough swipe of his tongue.
"I-I can't-hah!" Alfred cried out as Arthur bit down. "Arthur!"
"So, fucking cute," Arthur panted, bucking his hips harshly against Alfred again, making him moan. "Fuck."
"Arthur" Alfred whined, his fingers trailing up into the blonde hair and tugging. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" The noises that were leaving his mouth made him burn with embarrassment, while they made Arthur burn with arousal. Arthur's hand trailed down, gently teasing at the waistband, making him tense. Arthur kissed up his neck as he continued to flirt his fingers around the elastic.
"Is this, okay?" he asked his boyfriend as he lifted himself off, gently kissing one of the already darkening hickeys he left behind. "Can I?"
"Yes, please," Alfred breathed out, trying to catch his breath. Arthur let him calm down for a few moments, then finally pushed beneath Alfred's waistband, letting his erection free. Alfred gasped and held on more tightly, his body automatically tensing up in a defensive gesture.
"Relax. love. I won't hurt you," Arthur said softly, kissing the space beneath Alfred's ear as he wrapped his warm hand around Alfred's cock, making him choke on a whimper. Arthur was glad his boyfriend couldn't see his face, flushed with excitement like a teenager, slowly stroking the cock in his hand.
Alfred practically melted the touch, shivering in pleasure. Arthur's thumb swiped over the leaking head, using the precum to aid the slide up and down.
"You like that, baby?" Arthur asked, smirking into the curve of Alfred's neck. "Like my hand on your cock?" He had to stop himself from making another lewd remark, not knowing how Alfred would respond to dirty talk, and he didn't want to scare him off. But, God, did those noises make him want to fuck him right then and there.
"Feels so good, Artie," Alfred moaned, rolling his hips into the warm hand. Arthur pulled his hand away, and hurriedly pulled down his own pants, his own member springing up. Alfred reached out and pulled him back. "Nn, w-wait," Alfred suddenly spoke up, making Arthur freeze.
"What, are you okay?" Arthur asked, using his hand to make Alfred look at him.
"Alfred's cheeks flushed dark red. "Well, yes, but I kinda want to-you know... the whole I'll show you mine, you'll me yours?" He trailed off, looking embarrassed. Arthur's smile widened, his arousal spiking up tenfold.
"You mean you want to see my cock?" He cooed as he pressed his sticky thumb to Alfred's lips, prompting him to stick out his tongue and lick away his own come. "Is that what you want, love?"
"Mm," Alfred hummed around Arthur's thumb, his blue eyes dark and clouded with lust. Arthur removed his hand and wrapped it around both of them, making Alfred whimper as he squeezed. "Arthur," Alfred gasped out, hiding his face in Arthur's neck, able to feel the racing pulse against his lips.
"Fuck," Arthur hissed, eyes closed shut. "You're going to make me come."
"Isn't that the point," Alfred teased, making the other man flick his forehead. "Hey! What was that for?" he laughed.
"Don't be cheeky," Arthur said, kissing Alfred's forehead, "Brat." Alfred chuckled again, turning his head to press his lips to Arthur's, beginning an exchange of sweet, gentle kisses. As they continued to kiss, Arthur slid his hand down between Alfred's thighs, dipping down gently to tease his puckered hole.
"W-Wait!" Alfred yelped. "The, um, lube," he reminded.
"Oh, right," Arthur blinked, not accustomed to using it. Even when he was bottoming he liked it rough, preferably with no prep at all, but it was different for Alfred he supposed. He reached for the bottle by the bedside. "Bloody hell," he grumbled in annoyance, as he pushed up to better grab it. Alfred laughed.
"Oi, stuff it," Arthur snapped, swatting at Alfred's thigh which earned him a sweet little moan. Alfred's hands flew up to cover his mouth, completely mortified. Arthur wasn't exactly sure to do in response to that, but he could feel his cock twitch in excitement.
"Well, damn," he smirked down at his blushing boyfriend, who stuck his tongue at him. Arthur chuckled to himself and placed his hands on both sides of Alfred's head, wrapping Alfred's legs around his waist, and cradling his hips in his lap. "I think that's something we'll explore sometime soon, yes?"
"One thing at a time, Artie," Alfred muttered with a childish pout.
"Right, right, can't be getting ahead of ourselves," he teased, pressing a kiss to Alfred's eyelids while he uncorked the bottle. "As much as I'd really, really like to."
"Heh, yeah, I bet you-shit! That's cold!" Alfred shrieked, when Arthur's lubed finger pressed up against him. "Sorry, love," Arthur said, in fact not sorry at all and rather enjoying the look on his boyfriend's face when he slid his finger in. Years of practice made it easy for him to find the prostrate almost immediately, and Alfred's face contorted in pleasure.
"Yes, yes, yes," Alfred whispered, wrapping his arms around the other's neck. Arthur kissed every part he could reach, pumping his finger in and out.
"There you go," Arthur groaned huskily into his ear, slipping a second finger in, this one meeting more resistance than the other. He curled and scissored his fingers inside Alfred, making him let out a loud whimper. "Mm, A-Arthur more," he cried out, bucking his hips up while Arthur's fingering grew rougher.
"Easy, sweetheart, I don't want to hurt you," Arthur soothed, pressing a gentle kiss to Alfred's forehead. Alfred felt as if his whole body was on fire, his insides stirred up and hot as Arthur slipped in another finger, this one causing a bout of stinging pain. "A-Arthur, w-wait," he said through clenched teeth, instinctively clenching up.
Arthur massaged his thigh, trying to calm him down. "Relax love, you'll hurt yourself," he said softly, and Alfred let out a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I know it's uncomfortable, but I need to stretch you as much as I can. We're almost done."
"R-Right," Alfred nodded, looking at Arthur with that determined look that meant he was up to the challenge. Arthur hummed in approval. "Good boy. Just a little bit more, yeah?" His question was answered with Alfred once again rocking up against him. Alfred relaxed as much as he could when Arthur inserted another finger, hands clenching the bed sheets at particularly painful thrusts. Deeming his work good enough, Arthur finally pulled away.
"Arthur, condom now, please, I-I need you," Alfred begged, the look on his tear-stained face making heat spread throughout Arthur's body.
"Fuck, yes," he nodded, and grabbed for one of the packages by the bed. He fumbled with it, his fingers sticky with lube, and he cursed as he kept failing to open it. Alfred laughed at the display, his body shaking with amusement.
"Hey! It's hard to open with sticky fingers!" Arthur snapped.
"Then wipe your hands off, dumbass," Alfred wheezed out in a high-pitched tone as he continued to giggle. Arthur was more than a little embarrassed, but Alfred looked adorable laughing like that, and it seemed to drain any remaining tension, so he couldn't bring himself to be mad. He merely wiped his fingers on the bedsheet before grabbing Alfred's face and planting an obnoxiously wet kiss on his lips, making his boyfriend splutter with a laugh before tilting his head and slightly deepening the kiss.
"Want me to do," Alfred asked when they pulled away. "Hmm, just this once, yeah?" Arthur begrudgingly agreed, handing the packet to Alfred. The younger man took it from him and grabbed a tissue to wipe it clean, before easily tearing it open with a cheeky smile.
"See? Easy," he grinned, which Arthur returned with a scowl. "Aw, come on Iggy, don't pout," he chuckled as he unrolled the condom onto the other man's cock, making him groan as Alfred slid it down his length.
"Fuck," Arthur groaned as Alfred's hands made sure it was on snug. Alfred grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted it into his palm before slowly jerking Arthur off. "Alfred," Arthur hissed between clenched teeth. "I want you know."
"Thought you'd never ask," Alfred quipped, and scrambled backwards, laying down while Arthur climbed on top of him, Alfred immediately wrapping his legs around his waist. Arthur grabbed and pillow and slid it under his lower back. Despite his eagerness and anticipation, Alfred couldn't quell the nervous inside him.
"Hey, Alfred," Arthur gently called, nuzzling his forehead against Alfred's. "I love you," he said, a tender look in his eyes that made Alfred immediately relax. "Just let me take care of you."
"Love you too," he replied as Arthur leaned down to kiss him gently as he pressed his tip near Alfred's entrance. Alfred tried not to tense up as he slid deeper and deeper inside him, but he couldn't help but occasionally freeze up, a whine of pain bubbling from his lips.
"I've got you, love. I've got you," Arthur soothed, gently kissing Alfred's temple, making sure to go as slow as possible despite how desperately he wanted to plunge into the tight heat. "Do you want me to keep going?"
"Please, I'll be okay, just do it already," Alfred begged, his lashes wet with tears and his face flushed with arousal.
Fuck, how could Arthur say no to that.
"Okay, okay," he nodded jerkily. "Just tell me if it hurts."
Alfred nodded as he reached up to brush his thumb across Arthur's cheek. In a swell of affection, Arthur leaned down to kiss his lover, their lips melding perfectly together as he slowly pressed his hips forward, paying keen attention to every sound that left Alfred.
"Ha-ah," Alfred gasped, his eyes closed, and eyebrows slightly pinched together. "D-Don't stop," he pleaded, flushed from his cheeks to his chest. Arthur hummed and kissed his neck, slowly rolling his hips forward until he was pressed as close to the other as he could be. Once he was fully inside, they both paused for a moment, Arthur to revel in the feeling, and Alfred to get used to the feeling.
"Are you okay, love?" Arthur asked, worried at his boyfriend's silence. Alfred had his head thrown back, his marked-up neck exposed to Arthur, the sweat on his skin glistening in the low light.
"Yes, j-just give me a minute," he panted lightly, clearly trying to control his breathing. "It just feels...full," he whined, his words and tone making Arthur's member throb.
"Fuck," he groaned, hiding his face against Alfred's neck, pressing harder inside his lover. After a moment, Alfred shifted, whimpering at the delicious moment.
"Now, you can move," he said, locking eyes with Arthur, giving him a nod of confirmation. Arthur grinned, licking his lips. "I'm here to serve you, love," he said, punctuating the words with a harsh thrust, making Alfred gasp out in pleasure.
There was still a bit of a sting with each thrust, but it felt amazing, his back arching and toes curling at the wonderful feeling of having Arthur inside him.
"A-Alfred, fuck!" Arthur moaned, Alfred's tight heat pulling him in. "Look at how well you take me, absolutely perfect," he praised, earning a happy whine from Alfred. He pressed kisses to his cheek as he thrusted into his lover, unable to stop moving.
"Arthur, faster," Alfred keened, throwing his back in ecstasy.
"Greedy little thing, aren't you," Arthur asked, smirking while sweat dripped down his brow. "You want me to fuck you senseless until you can't even walk? Fuck you until you can't live without my cock inside you?" He growled, tugging harshly on Nantucket and twisting it between his fingers.
"Yes, yes, I want you," Alfred gasped out, tears and sweat falling down his face. "More, please!"
"That's what I thought." Arthur readjusted his stance, and began to pound even deeper into Alfred, the normally self-sufficient young man, reduced to cries of pleasure and pleas for more. He dug his nails harshly into Arthur's back, his body not used to the rough treatment he was getting, but pleasure out won pain for the time being.
The feel of their skin against each other made Arthur moan, and Alfred's cries were like music to his ears. Of course, the chatterbox couldn't keep his mouth shut, and Arthur loved hearing how good he was making the other feel.
"Yes! Oh fuck, Arthur, yes, yes! Faster, harder!" he babbled, his body bouncing with each thrust.
"Baby, so noisy," Arthur teased as Alfred dug his fingers into his sides to pull Arthur in more, his thrusts growing more forceful. "So, fucking tight for me baby," he moaned.
"Yes! Oh god, Arthur!" His voice going up in pitch and wavering with each thrust. The two males could feel their stomachs tightening with each frantic movement, desperation building as the tension inside them grew tighter and tighter. Alfred tightened his grip on Arthur, unable to form coherent words anymore, merely desperate noises.
"Shit, I'm going to cum," Arthur gasped, his breath labored as his body threatened release.
"Yes, yes, me too!" Alfred cried out, his body spasming as jerked and tender up. Arthur hunched over him, resting his forehead against his chest, giving three more quick thrusts before coming himself. Once their orgasms subsided, they collapsed on the bed, panting heavily while they tried to catch their breath.
"Christ, love," Arthur panted, turning so he was besides his lover, slowly pulling out. "That was amazing."
Alfred brightened at the praise. "Mh, it sure was," he laughed, turning to face Arthur. Arthur smiled and kissed him, into a slow kiss. Pulling back, Arthur nuzzled his neck. "Sorry for being so rough," he whispered into his ear. He grimaced inwardly at remembering his change of pace. Definitely too harsh for a first time.
Alfred shrugged. "I wanted it remember. Besides, I always wondered what it would be like to have you wait on me for an entire day," he said cheekily. Arthur rolled his eyes, draping an arm around him.
"Yes, yes. Now go to bed, love. I'm not as young as I used to be."
Alfred chuckled at that, curling up beside Arthur with a small smile.