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More Poetry AU askbox fic (nsfw)

(once again, written by bubblelounge)

It was a completely, ridiculously bad idea--the kind of idea that could get them both marched right out of AU and dumped in the gutter along with their tenure, but the ring on his fingers still felt so shiny and new, and Arthur had been whispering Neruda in his ear through the entirety of Germania's "Welcome Back to Spring Semester" speech from hell. It was a dirty trick Arthur had played, inching his hand up Alfred's thigh so he could see the matching glint of silver and keeping a poker-straight face while he touched his lips to Alfred's ear and said, "Flower of sweet total light / bring to my call your mouth of kisses / violent from separations / resolute and delicate mouth." What was Alfred supposed to do with fingers on his thigh and poetry poured thick and shameless in his ear because Arthur was an insatiable bastard who couldn't stop touching him, kissing him, fucking him every opportunity they had to be alone. (And, apparently, when they were not).

There was no other choice but to answer Arthur's call and bring his lonely mouth to be kissed. No other possibility but to arch into the rushed stokes of Arthur's hand and let his groans be muffled by the slick press of Arthur's smug, insane smile against his lips. For a moment, Alfred wished they were a little younger, that he hadn't waited so long to reach out and touch what had been in front of him, so he could push Arthur onto his desk and push inside his body, fucking him and loving him until all the stacks of journals came tumbling down.

But there were limits, things they couldn't--shouldn't risk--and it was enough to cup the back of Arthur's head and hold him close while they moved together, the old chair creaking beneath their weight while Arthur took them both in hand and stroked them until Alfred's favorite shirt was sticky and stained with their come. Alfred groaned while Arthur laughed, dragging his fingers through the mess they'd made, all bright-eyed and irresistible, and so damned happy it made his chest hurt with the reckless joy of it all. Alfred smiled, pinched Arthur's ass and nipped at his self-satisfied smirk.

"You're a piece of work, Kirkland," Alfred said, kissing a laughing mouth, "But just so you know, for this little stunt you pulled, I've got grand plans for a revenge involving bending you over my workbench at home and giving you a nice spanking."

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