College Life

"Fuck... Y-You're driving m-me crazy.." He panted, moaning at the feel of Arthur's teeth.

"You're...Doing the same to me..." He bit harder, panting softly.

He cried out and tangled his fingers into Arthur's hair. "Don't.. S-Stop..."

He moved to nip another part of his neck, grinding against him at the same time.

He pulled him close, moaning loudly, arching up into him. His hands moved under his shirt, pulling it up and running his hands over the muscles.

Arthur shivered at the touch, licking his bite marks slowly. "Alfred...Touch m-me..."

He smiled. "I am." He whispered, pulling Arthur's shirt up and over his head gently, before dipping down and capturing a nipple into his mouth, while his hands roamed his body endlessly, caressing it, worshiping it.

"O-oh! God!" Arthur arched upwards at the feeling, his breath coming out as full pants now. "Alfred..."

"Yes..." He hummed pulling away and licking the bud lightly.

"Don't stop...Please..." He panted harder.

He let out a moan and worked his way down his chest and stomach, licking, nipping and sucking at the flesh. God.. he couldn't get enough of him.

Arthur arched more, trying to feel more of Alfred on him. His breath coming out in short pants, moans working their way in, coming out softer than usual. "O-oh! A-Al!"

Oh, god.. if keep moaning his name like that, he was going to cum right then and there. He felt on fire, no one had ever made him feel this way ever... His Brit was amazing....

Arthur moaned again, tangling his fingers in the other's hair, tugging lightly. He was sure that he'd never felt this way about anyone before. Alfred was like a drug to his system.

He couldn't stand it anymore and let out a loud moan and felt the inside of his boxers go wet. Shit. He pulled back a bit, blushing a full dark crimson. "Um.... I-I just... jizzed..." He whispered embarrassed.

Arthur stared at him for a moment, before kissing him, hiding the fact that he really wanted to laugh. "Ahem, that's alright Alfred."

"I've.. never had that happen before... especially when no one has touched me yet... It's so fucking embarrassing." He said with a heated frown, lobster red.

"I must be extra good then. That or you just can't handle me." He chuckled a little, ruffling his hair.

He glared at him. "Hey, I can't help it if I've been in a dry spell." He said with a pout.

"Ah, so that's it. Just haven't shagged anyone in a while." He laughed, hugging him tightly. "Well, I am so sorry."

"Shagged?" He asked confused. "Don't laugh at me."

"Had sex with...It's a British term..." He kissed him again, smiling slightly, "And I'm sorry, but your excuse was funny to me."

"Ha ha. Make fun of the american." He said with a slight smile. "I need to change.."

"Of course." He slid off of him, smirking a little, curling up on the bed. "I'll just wait here and rest."

He nodded and got off the bed. He undid his jeans and pulled them down and kicked them off. He then pulled his boxers off, wiping at himself. He threw them down and turned fully to Arthur. "Do you got anything I can wear til I do laundry tomorrow?" He asked.