WARING THIS IS A REALLY FUCKED UP SMUTTY CHAPTER! THIS IS LEMON TO THE SECOND POWER! IF YOU DON'T LIKE KINKY BUTT-FUCKING THEN DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER! I REPEAT IF YOU DO LIKE BUTT-FUCKING THAT'S REALLY KINKY AND FUCKED UP DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER! But for the fucked up people like yours truly... Have fun...
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Arthur woke up not on a hard cold floor but on a soft silky bed. He tried to open his eyes but failed because all he could see was nothing. He only saw darkness. A blindfold covering his eyes. He tried to move so he can untie it but found out for himself that his hand were tied up with a tight ribbon to the bed post. What the hell?! Arthur yelled in his mind.
Arthur was moving around aggressively until the Frenchman came into the room. Somethings was placed on table next to the bed England was trapped on. England had no idea what France has put next to him. After all, he can't see, but by the sound it made he predicted it was a bottle of something. England gulped in fear and he could feel the cold stare from the long haired male along with a twisted smirk. Arthur could feel his stomach turn in circles.
Francis sat on the smaller's males chest lightly, trying not to hurt him in a bad way. "Hello, Arthur." France cooed in England's ear that caused him to shiver. France giggled to this.
"G-Get away from me, Francis..." England's face was bright red and he was trying not to be submissive. He has to admit he kinda likes this a little.
"Don't be scared amour. I won't hurt you.... That bad" And with that the shade on Arthur's cheeks began to brighten more.
"Don't. You fucking dare. Touch me." The Brit tried to move away even though he well knew he was tied to the bed.
"Why even try to move when you know you're bounded here?" God damn it! The Brit thought I need to get free!
"Oh Arthur, I know you to well" The Frenchman loved to see him like this. Scared of what's happening and squirming under him. France started to gently kiss his neck.
"Mmmnph~" Arthur made a weird high pitched groans in his throat biting his lip. Francis giggled at this sight and bite him lightly and searched for his sweet spot that'll make him moan. Suddenly, France kissed the spot at the crook of his neck on his right side and England moaned softly. The taller one smirked and bit it harder and Arthur moaned a little bit louder.
"Arthur, your skin taste so sweet and it's so soft~" France cooed into the Bit's ear. The Brit squired under his touch and moaned a little bit when France started to suck on his neck.
"F-France.."
"Hmm?" He stopped sucking his neck when he saw a red mark on his neck. "I hope you know that what I am about to do will make you beg for more...." He whispered on his neck causing Arthur to shiver.
"I swear to god Francis when you let me go I'm going to kill you..."
"If I let you go... That's an if... I love you to much to let you go..." He kept toying with the Brit even though he already in the palm of his hand in pleasure. Even though France knows that Britain is in his control at the moment, he still can't help but to tease him. It has been his natural instinct after holding back his feeling for so long and messing with him in world meetings.
France was so lost in thought he forgot what he was doing even though his body knew what to do, he was just lost, just thinking about Arthur. While on the other hand Arthur was thinking about way to get out of here. Sure, Arthur wanted to get out of this situation, but he just couldn't help but like being tied up, he kinda likes this stuff. All the S&M things. In fact, he loved this stuff, whips, chains, tied up and being totally helpless. If he liked this then why did he hated being chased after by France? He started to think to himself about that question.
I finally came up with a answer for himself with this question he asked to his brain. His thoughts were interrupted by France sucking hard on his erect member. With this England gasped and started moan louder with each suck France did. Francis looked up into England's emerald eyes and continued to suck, making his number one job to make England feel good. France bobbed his head and England kept moaning, and just before he thought it could get and better Francis started to deep throat him. When the alpha male did this, the beta, England, gasped and started to moan louder. "France..." England started to pant, started to swell up and about to be pushed over the line.
Saliva and pre-cum was starting to drip onto the sheets starting to starting to develop a puddle of the combination. England panting and moaning loudly, making a sign that he's about to cum, France decided to tease him and stop sucking him, making England want more. England started to whine from this action France has made, want to cum badly. He knew what he wanted and what he needed, he needed France more than anything. He really needed this. France knew that England needed him right now, how could see it all over him. The way he's blushing a deep red, shivering, trying to stay calm, and he knew this was his only chance to make him feel amazing and make him cum for him.
So Francis knew what he had to do, and he opened up the cherry scented lube and puts some on his fingers and stuck the two digits into England's fleshy pink hole. With this Arthur moaned and gasped at France's touch. France waited for England to adjust seeing him tense up. "Just relax baby... Everything will be alright... I won't hurt you... Never ever." France smiled at him. When France said that England relaxed and nodded for him to keep going. Then as soon as France got the message he started to thrust his fingers in and out of Master Eyebrows making him moan loudly, this being his first time.
Francis started to scissor the small male and he moaned even louder with this movement inside of him. He stopped as soon as England was stretched out enough that he wouldn't hurt too bad. It would still hurt because he's a virgin but if he didn't do that it would have been worse. Then the shaggy haired blonde lathered lube onto his member. He took the blind fold off Britain and the ribbons that bound him to the bed post off because France knew that he was going to have England fully mobile, and even England knew this also. "Hands and knees. Now." Francis demanded and Kirkland obeyed him. As he wished.
Once Kirkland was in doggy potion, Bonnefoy slowly thrusted into him making Arthur screamed in pain, tears rolling down his cheeks. Francis leaned over and whispers sweet little nothings into his ear and thrusted slowly into him, even though this was one of the most cliche things he could do, he couldn't think of anything else to do. After a while eyebrows nodded and kisses France's cheek a sign to move, craving for friction. France got the message and moved faster causing England to moan loudly in the room. The sound of moans, grunts and skin slapping together filled the room. England could feel the same feeling he felt earlier. His face grew hotter.
France on the other hand never felt more alive. This was not just sex, this was love making. This had a meaning. He could see not only lust in England's eyes, but love. Francis kissed England deeply and kept moving faster and faster, harder and harder. England could feel himself being drive over the edge. Why do I feel this happy?
Why does this feel so right? Why do I like this? Why do I like this feeling I have with him right now? He kept asking himself. Oh god! No! I can't love him!
No matter how much he kept telling himself he hated him. He loved him from the very start, ever since they were kids. He always has, he just kept pushing it down for years and now was his chance to be with him. I mean, he killed his best friend, Canada, and America. He never really liked America that much, but France. He loved him, he could forgive him after what he did. And just before he knew it he came on both of their chests' dragging out his lovers name. France kept pounding into him and then soon as he hit England's g-spot and came on it. Leaving England moan even though he's trying to ride out of his orgasm. Soon, France pulls out of England and pulled him close. "Francis..."
"Yes?..." France smiled but then became panicked "Wait! Are you going to leave me?" France's eyes went wide like a child that lost his teddy bear.
"Never, I just wanted to say..." England sighed and blushed brightly "... I-I love you... I have ever since we were kids. ever since I saw your stupid face and i just couldn't help but fall for you..." France eyes were filled with pure joy and kissed England.
"Je t'aime, Arthur Kirkland"
"I love you too" The both kissed and then they both fell into a deep sleep.
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I told you guys it was gonna be smutty... XD... Also, I just want to say thank you to everyone that has supported me in this story and liked it. Also, I going to make one more chapter and it's going to be the last. Then, I shall write another fic.