"I SAID HOIST THAT SKIRT."

"YES SIR SORRY SIR!" Arthur couldn't help but giggle as he pranced up the stairs, skirt hoisted up and swishing just right, ever so often flashing Francis sights of his ruffled pink panties. His plan had worked, worked well. Yes. This was good.

It was only a few moments after he'd entered the bedroom, just enough time to turn around to face the door, and Francis was upon him. Their lips met in a hungry, desperate kiss as he wrapped his arms around the Frenchman's neck, let his fingers stray up to grip at his hair.

Francis' hands had already found their way under his ruffled skirt and were palming him none too gently through his panties. Arthur broke away from the kiss, let out a soft moan as Francis slowly slid those panties down his thighs.

Arthur pressed a hand to Francis chest, a smirk on his face as he backed away from him slowly, his gaze never straying from Francis' eyes as he sat himself on the bed. He slid his panties down his legs, slid his feet out of his heels and licked his lips. Francis' arousal was obvious to Arthur, tented in the front of his pants.

Yes… he'd get what he wanted soon enough. They both would. Francis took a step towards him, and Arthur held up his finger. "Wait… I want you to watch me." The grin that grew on Francis' face was perfect. Arthur took a moment to commit it to memory and slid off his gloves, held them delicately between his thumb and forefinger before dropping them off to the side.

Arthur flashed a cheeky smile before rolling onto his belly to reach for the lube in the bedside table. He glanced over his shoulder, making sure Francis had stayed put before he lifted himself onto his hands and knees, his ruffled skirt to one side, giving Francis a splendid view of his rear. His small hands popped the cap on the bottle, poured a generous amount onto his fingers before reaching back and sliding his now lube covered finger down the cleft of his ass.

The sound of a belt hastily being undone and ripped from its loops was not missed by Arthur as he slid his finger into himself, let out a small gasp at the feeling. He certainly hoped Francis would enjoy the show, but… judging by the sounds of pants being undone, he had a pretty good idea that this was being well received by its audience.

Arthur moaned softly as he teased himself, withdrew his finger to trace circles around the outside of his hole before slipping in back in, pressing it as deep as he could at this angle, in and out. "Oooooooooh~" He let out a loud moan as he dipped in a second, felt his muscles stretch to accommodate the new addition and dipped down, rested his forehead on his forearm as he stretched himself.

Francis stood behind him, his hand on his cock and eyes fixed on that sinfully perfect ass. It wasn't often that Arthur was in a mood for something like this, for giving him a show and he would be damned if he passed up this opportunity.

He paused for a moment, reached down into his pocket for his cell phone. Yes… this was a perfect opportunity. His hands fumbled only for a moment in opening his camera application, and he smirked as he snapped a photo, used his digital zoom to snap another, a closer up shot of Arthur's fingers in his ass. Perfect. Arthur would be none the wiser.

Francis squeezed his member before slipping the phone back into his pocket and felt the blush in his cheeks darken as Arthur moaned out his name, loud and unashamed. "Fraaaaancis…" it went straight to his groin and he felt himself harden even more in his hand. He wanted to fuck that ass, fuck it hard and fast and make Arthur scream.

Arthur had forgotten to pay attention to Francis as he lost himself in the pleasures of his fingers until he felt large hands grip his hips. He faltered, withdrew his digits and hastily reached around for the lube and thrust it back with an urgency he hadn't even been aware of. His heart thumped in his chest in anticipation as that bottle was taken from him and he braced himself on his forearms.

Francis entered him in one swift movement and Arthur couldn't stop the loud, "Yeeeeessssss!" that left him. Francis' hands were back on his hips, gripping him tightly and "Aaaaaaaaaah!" it hurt in all the right ways when he pulled back out, all the way to the head only to thrust back in.

Arthur's fingers gripped the sheets below him as he cried out to the almost brutal way Francis was moving inside him. "Aaaah~ Nnnnngh… Fraaancis! J-just like that!" Yes… hard and fast and just that way he'd hoped for tonight. Arthur's hips rocked back, encouraging the Frenchman in his rough pace.

Arthur's moans were deafeningly loud, just like Francis liked it. They moved together, Francis grunting softly and Arthur nearly screaming out his pleasures at the top of his lungs, "Yeeees! Faster! Oooooooh, Right there! Fraaaancis!" It was music to his ears. Arthur was a trembling, quivering mess and Francis was almost positive the younger man was drooling. He gripped him tighter, Arthur was almost certainly going to be bruised tomorrow, shifted his angle to allow him in just a bit deeper.

Arthur could feel that familiar, hot prickling inside him. He was so close, not going to last much longer with the brutal pace Francis had set for them. "F-Francis! Oooooooh, please!" His body clenched tightly around Francis' girth, relaxed a moment later and Francis groaned out above him as he reached around, took Arthur's cock in his hand.

Francis stoked him, fast and hard, matched the pace set by their desperation perfectly and threw his head back. "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Fraaaaaancis!" His orgasm hit him dead on, flowed through him like a wildfire as his come surged from his cock. Francis wasn't far behind him, filled him with his essence after just a few more shallow thrusts.

They panted together, Francis slumped over Arthur's back, one hand still resting on his hip and Arthur shuddering against the bed. They stayed that way, just a while longer before Francis recovered enough to pull his softening length from Arthur, who wasted no time afterwards in crashing to the bed, his knees finally collapsing from under him.

Francis flopped beside him, his chest heaving and his arm flung over his eyes as he worked to catch his breath. Arthur giggled softly beside him, slowly sat himself up and laughed out, "Are you ready for round two?"