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UniversalSasoDei — 2p UsUk Sweeter than Frosting~ 2 [NSFW]
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Description Arthur gently pressed the tip of the knife into Alfred's neck, causing a small line of blood to run down his neck and onto the bed sheets, creating a tiny pool.

Within a second of this, Alfred grabbed Arthur's wrist in a death grip. Arthur smiled like a madman as he heard his bones cracking slightly.

"If you think it'd be that easy, you're crazier than ya look." Alfred scowled.

Arthur's eyes twinkled. "Couldn't help myself, love~ Old habits~"

Alfred squeezed Arthur's wrist tighter, making him drop the knife. Alfred leaned forward and caught a small area of Arthur's neck between his teeth. He bit down as hard as he could, his canines easily breaking the skin and sending warm, rich blood down his throat. Arthur let out a moan as he felt Alfred rip into him. Alfred licked the fresh wound, digging his tongue in as though trying to separate flesh from bone.

When his deed was done, Alfred straightened up and looked Arthur in the eye, licking his bloodstained lips. Arthur pouted. "That wasn't very nice!"

Alfred smirked. "Couldn't help myself. Old habits." He mocked.

"Honestly! You're so cruel to me, Alfie!!"

"Damn right. And you love every fucking second of it, you sick fuck."

Arthur smiled again. "Now now, Alfie~ Language~"

Alfred just rolled his eyes. He brought his mouth down onto Arthur's, making him taste his own blood. As an act of revenge, Arthur bit Alfred lips, taking pleasure in the fact that it made Alfred growl. Arthur giggled.

"You're about to regret that."

Alfred rolled over, pushing Arthur underneath him, and attacked his neck once again. Arthur let out a gasp as his face flushed bright pink. Alfred licked, bit and sucked any skin he could reach. Arthur gasped and moaned every time Alfred's tongue ran over his skin. Alfred slowly unbuttoned Arthur's shirt as he captured his lips once more, digging his teeth into the smaller mans tongue. He let the rich, sugary taste of Arthur fill his mouth, driving him near insanity.

Alfred propped himself up on his hands, looking down at his work. Arthur's face was flushed bright red, drops of sweat glistening on his skin, mixing with the brilliant red blood that flowed from his wounds and stained the sheets. Arthur panted heavily, a small line of saliva running from his mouth down his chin.

It was now Alfred's turn to smile wickedly. "You'd be a lot fucking cuter if you looked like this all the time."

Arthur only smiled and wrapped his arms around Alfed's neck, dragging his nails across the sensitive flesh. As Alfred hissed at the pain, Arthur pulled himself up and licked some blood off the corner of Alfred's mouth.

That little gesture finally made Alfred snap. He grabbed Arthur's pants and practically tore them off. Alfred's own pants followed them soon after. Alfred lifted Arthur's hips, positioning himself at Arthur's entrance.

"Any last words, asshole?" Alfred grinned psychotically.

Arthur pouted. "No cussing!"

Those two words alone were enough to piss Alfred off. Alfred slammed himself into Arthur, screams erupted from his mouth as Arthur dug his nails into Alfred's neck and slowly dragged them down his tan back. Alfred continued pounding into Arthur, bring new waves of screams and moans that only seemed to get louder and echo in the large, empty house.

Alfred could feel more of his blood dripping down his back, gritting through the pain, he continued slamming himself into Arthur, who continued to moan, though whether it was due to pain or pleasure wasn't clear. Then again, pain was pleasurable to the cotton candy coloured man.

Arthur spoke, between laboured breathing and erotic gasping. "A...Alfie... I-I can't...Ahhhh~! I can't.... hold it in...ahh! Anymore!"

Alfred smirked and gave Arthur one more rough kiss, before they came together.

Alfred pulled out of Arthur, making him wince, and laid down beside him once more. Arthur's hair was stuck to his face, his eyes swirling pink and blue, a sign that his adrenaline was rushing through him. They soon melted back to their usual electric blue as Arthur's breathing became more even, but he was still exhausted.

Alfred wrapped an arm around his shoulders, smirking. "Finally got you to shut up."

Arthur glared at him, pouting a bit, but said nothing. Instead he moved close to Alfred and rested his head on his chest. Both were asleep in a matter of seconds.
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Arthur awoke to the sounds of his shower being used. Alfred must have wanted to wash off all the blood from last night. Arthur giggled, and started gathering up their clothes.

He got dressed, choosing a light purple shirt, a pink sweater vest, brown slacks and one of his favourite teal bow ties. Just as he had finished tying the bow, a knock came from the door.

"Now who could that be this early!" Arthur walked to the door, pausing to attempt to fix his hair in a hallway mirror. He looked himself over and smiled.

The knocking started again so he left the mirror. "Yes I hear you~ Just a moment~"

He grabbed the door handle and opened the door wide. His smile grew as he set eyes on his visitor. "Ah! Good morning~"
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Mamilover12 [2016-03-27 21:30:00 +0000 UTC]

Not expecting a lemon

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