Raw Sugar - part 1/7 (I think)
anonymous
September 17 2010, 23:28:40 UTC
This is the anon from above... finally managed to finish this. Sorry if it's not the best but I hope OP likes it. :)There were many things that Arthur had come to accept about Alfred. Flaws, and things like that. He accepted them because, perhaps inexplicably, he was rather fond of the boy (read: head over heels in love) and when that was the case, the flaws were easier to overlook
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Raw Sugar - part 2/7
anonymous
September 17 2010, 23:29:37 UTC
Alfred, smiling a bit sheepishly, padded his way over to Arthur’s side of the bed. He shuffled, really, wearing oversized, white socks that flopped down to his ankles. He scratched at his thigh as he approached, bunching up his boxers briefly. Socks, boxers, and a faded band shirt that probably belonged to Arthur once-he looked like a right (attractive) slob.
“Morning, honey,” Alfred greeted.
“Don’t call me that,” Arthur, well, bitched. So much for not bitching.
But Alfred, naturally seemed undaunted by Arthur’s mood (or he didn’t notice it). He was always good at annoying Arthur’s mood until it pacified into something more romantically acceptable. Alfred bent his head and kissed Arthur on the mouth and Arthur graciously, stoically accepted the greeting.
Yet when Alfred pulled away he just wrinkled his nose. “Yuck, fine-no Honey. Good morning, Morning Breath.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Arthur snapped, then lifted his hands to grasp at Alfred’s waist, slid his hands over his fucking cute love handles (why the fuck were
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Raw Sugar - part 3/7
anonymous
September 17 2010, 23:30:41 UTC
Arthur woke up a few hours later, to the distant rumbles of video games and a rather loud curse from Alfred. Arthur cracked a small smile, already feeling in a remarkably better mood as he sat up, stretching and working out the kinks earned from the old mattress on Alfred’s bed. He pushed the blankets away from his body and shuffled around, searching for his clothes. He managed to locate a fresh pair of underwear and a clean shirt, but couldn’t find his trousers. After a few long moments of searching fruitlessly, he scooped up Alfred’s pair of old sweatpants and pulled them on, feeling completely slobby. Maybe he was becoming too used to Alfred
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Raw Sugar - part 4/7
anonymous
September 17 2010, 23:31:34 UTC
Arthur smiled at him, brushed the backs of his knees again and reveled in the quiet noises Alfred made. His touch became harder on his legs after that. Instead of just gentle stroking, he kneaded at the muscles, working out the kinks and cricks, pushing the pads of his fingers into the soft flesh, feeling the definition and curve of his muscles and tendons.
The actions continued on in this manner until, subtly, Alfred’s foot shifted. Arthur watched it, and then glanced up at Alfred, to make sure he hadn’t hurt the boy accidentally. But Alfred’s full attention was on his video game and he didn’t look up as his foot shifted, closer to Arthur, and then pressing up against Arthur’s crotch. Arthur jumped, and just managed to stifle a small gasp at the sudden pressure. He stared down at the foot-the fucking sock-as it moved up against his pelvis. It pressed against his belly for a moment before sliding back down to the bunched fabric of sweatpants protecting Arthur’s cock (limp, but only for now). Arthur swallowed thickly
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Raw Sugar - part 5/7
anonymous
September 17 2010, 23:32:28 UTC
Arthur sniffed disdainfully and leaned in, kissing Alfred on the mouth, thrilled in the way Alfred opened up so willingly to him. He squeezed Alfred’s cock and resumed the pace from before.
Then the phone rang again.
“Fuck,” Arthur hissed as he pulled away from Alfred’s mouth. “Sorry lovely,” he said apologetically as he flipped the phone open and pressed it to his ear. He sounded completely calm and collected as he said, “Good morning, sir.”
He slowly, regretfully, pulled himself off of Alfred’s lap and removed his hand. Alfred seemed just as disappointed as he was, which was understandable-they were both stuck now with hard-ons and Arthur was stuck doing policy on what was supposed to be his day off. His boss launched into a number of issues and things Arthur would have to work on once he got back to his papers, in a briefcase perched precariously on the kitchen table. Arthur sighed, pressing a hand to his forehead and watching out of the corner of his eye as Alfred leaned in close, kissing his jaw and whispered lowly
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Raw Sugar - part 6/7
anonymous
September 17 2010, 23:33:30 UTC
Alfred’s hands found Arthur’s sweatpants and made quick work to pull them and his underwear off. Arthur shifted his hips to accommodate him, shivered as Alfred’s large, callused hands smoothed down his thighs, stroked at the lines of his muscles
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Raw Sugar - part 7/7
anonymous
September 17 2010, 23:34:10 UTC
Arthur’s reply was to shift his hips up, position himself over Alfred’s cock, and slowly slip him into himself, all the while facing away, hands braced on the bed. He arched his back, and felt Alfred’s hands on his hips, guiding him down.
Arthur set the pace, pushing himself up and down on Alfred’s cock, speeding up once he loosened up and grew accustomed of having Alfred inside him. He pumped himself up and down along Alfred’s cock, aiming for his prostate. He leaned forward, bracing himself as Alfred’s grip on his hips tightened. He couldn’t help himself, though-his eyes were on Alfred’s socks. He could see the way Alfred’s feet flexed and tensed, the way his toes curled. The fabric of the socks flopped down to Alfred’s ankles and Arthur felt himself moan as Alfred shoved up into him. He swallowed thickly and reached out, grasping Alfred’s ankles, feeling the scrape of wool against his hands and a thrill of pleasure shoot up his spine from Alfred-just Alfred.No words passed between them as they moved-Alfred was too
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Re: Raw Sugar - part 7/7
anonymous
September 18 2010, 00:21:13 UTC
God, that was so hot and adorable! <3 I really love the slice-of-life feel to this, and I haven't seen much bitchy irritable England lately, and that's always fun to read. XD I really enjoyed their relationship here, anon, and the way you wrote Arthur especially. They both seemed in-character, but your Arthur voice really stood out. OP's going to be really pleased, I bet!
Ah, and the choice of position was very appropriate, even though I never really see it in fic, unfortunately. Alas. *may be laughing at the fact that it's called "reverse cowgirlboy"!*;D
This may be the most adorable thing I've read in ages, by the way: But he laid down on top of Alfred anyway, and felt their legs tangle together, felt where their socks pressed up against one another. Arthur’s toes curled in pleasure. This is the first cute fill I've read for these guys in a long time, because most people can't really get the mix of cute and hot right, but damn have you got that balance right! <3
Re: Raw Sugar - part 7/7
anonymous
September 18 2010, 08:20:37 UTC
A VERY VERY VERY HAPPY OP HERE!!!
OMG! This was utterly delicious, adorable and incredibly sexy all at the same time! It has been a delight to read! THANK YOU DEAR ANON! You are a freaking hero!! I adore how you have given Alfred love handles too!!! Do you know all my kinks? And how that turns Arthur on even more. And Arthurs reaction when he first sees Alfred in just his socks was perfect.
You write them both so incredibly well, the love between the two, how much they care for one another despite everything, is just so blatantly obvious it makes my heart incredibly happy. I love how Arthur is beginning to realise/come to terms with the fact that when it comes to Alfred, he's just royally screwed. Literally. Hehe
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Re: Raw Sugar - part 7/7
anonymous
September 18 2010, 13:09:52 UTC
At first I was wary about clicking on the prompt, after all how can someone make a sock fetish hot? But you did!
What I loved most about this is that Arthur didn't just love the socks but they were Alfred's socks, so he wasn't turned on by the kink most of all but he was turned on by Alfred and then the kink as well which I loved, loved, loved.
Also liked how he discovered how he had a fetish and the description of their relationship, Arthur learning to love the little things about Alfred and Alfred going along with the kink of Arthur's was just so sweet.
And I love your Arthur and Alfred, you made their personalities really real with Alfred trying to continue playing a video game in the middle of it.
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“Morning, honey,” Alfred greeted.
“Don’t call me that,” Arthur, well, bitched. So much for not bitching.
But Alfred, naturally seemed undaunted by Arthur’s mood (or he didn’t notice it). He was always good at annoying Arthur’s mood until it pacified into something more romantically acceptable. Alfred bent his head and kissed Arthur on the mouth and Arthur graciously, stoically accepted the greeting.
Yet when Alfred pulled away he just wrinkled his nose. “Yuck, fine-no Honey. Good morning, Morning Breath.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Arthur snapped, then lifted his hands to grasp at Alfred’s waist, slid his hands over his fucking cute love handles (why the fuck were ( ... )
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The actions continued on in this manner until, subtly, Alfred’s foot shifted. Arthur watched it, and then glanced up at Alfred, to make sure he hadn’t hurt the boy accidentally. But Alfred’s full attention was on his video game and he didn’t look up as his foot shifted, closer to Arthur, and then pressing up against Arthur’s crotch. Arthur jumped, and just managed to stifle a small gasp at the sudden pressure. He stared down at the foot-the fucking sock-as it moved up against his pelvis. It pressed against his belly for a moment before sliding back down to the bunched fabric of sweatpants protecting Arthur’s cock (limp, but only for now). Arthur swallowed thickly ( ... )
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Then the phone rang again.
“Fuck,” Arthur hissed as he pulled away from Alfred’s mouth. “Sorry lovely,” he said apologetically as he flipped the phone open and pressed it to his ear. He sounded completely calm and collected as he said, “Good morning, sir.”
He slowly, regretfully, pulled himself off of Alfred’s lap and removed his hand. Alfred seemed just as disappointed as he was, which was understandable-they were both stuck now with hard-ons and Arthur was stuck doing policy on what was supposed to be his day off. His boss launched into a number of issues and things Arthur would have to work on once he got back to his papers, in a briefcase perched precariously on the kitchen table. Arthur sighed, pressing a hand to his forehead and watching out of the corner of his eye as Alfred leaned in close, kissing his jaw and whispered lowly ( ... )
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Arthur set the pace, pushing himself up and down on Alfred’s cock, speeding up once he loosened up and grew accustomed of having Alfred inside him. He pumped himself up and down along Alfred’s cock, aiming for his prostate. He leaned forward, bracing himself as Alfred’s grip on his hips tightened. He couldn’t help himself, though-his eyes were on Alfred’s socks. He could see the way Alfred’s feet flexed and tensed, the way his toes curled. The fabric of the socks flopped down to Alfred’s ankles and Arthur felt himself moan as Alfred shoved up into him. He swallowed thickly and reached out, grasping Alfred’s ankles, feeling the scrape of wool against his hands and a thrill of pleasure shoot up his spine from Alfred-just Alfred.No words passed between them as they moved-Alfred was too ( ... )
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Ah, and the choice of position was very appropriate, even though I never really see it in fic, unfortunately. Alas. *may be laughing at the fact that it's called "reverse cowgirlboy"!*;D
This may be the most adorable thing I've read in ages, by the way: But he laid down on top of Alfred anyway, and felt their legs tangle together, felt where their socks pressed up against one another. Arthur’s toes curled in pleasure. This is the first cute fill I've read for these guys in a long time, because most people can't really get the mix of cute and hot right, but damn have you got that balance right! <3
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Alfred stared at him, and then he literally beamed up at him. “Yay!”
oh Alfred. ♥ loved it, authoranon! cute and hot and in-character all at once c:
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Sweet domestic fluffy sex in my kink meme?! Blasphemous!
But seriously it was hot and awesome and the socks were adorable. <3
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OMG! This was utterly delicious, adorable and incredibly sexy all at the same time! It has been a delight to read! THANK YOU DEAR ANON! You are a freaking hero!! I adore how you have given Alfred love handles too!!! Do you know all my kinks? And how that turns Arthur on even more. And Arthurs reaction when he first sees Alfred in just his socks was perfect.
You write them both so incredibly well, the love between the two, how much they care for one another despite everything, is just so blatantly obvious it makes my heart incredibly happy. I love how Arthur is beginning to realise/come to terms with the fact that when it comes to Alfred, he's just royally screwed. Literally. Hehe ( ... )
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What I loved most about this is that Arthur didn't just love the socks but they were Alfred's socks, so he wasn't turned on by the kink most of all but he was turned on by Alfred and then the kink as well which I loved, loved, loved.
Also liked how he discovered how he had a fetish and the description of their relationship, Arthur learning to love the little things about Alfred and Alfred going along with the kink of Arthur's was just so sweet.
And I love your Arthur and Alfred, you made their personalities really real with Alfred trying to continue playing a video game in the middle of it.
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I don't know. All I know is this fill makes me want it.
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