Francis laughed softly. "You're blushing too, mon amie..." he leaned over and kissed Arthur's cheek. "It's so cute~"

Arthur laughed. "I'm glad that I can still be cute, even as an old man."

Francis laughed. "You aren't an old man. You're still young and handsome."

He grinned. "Well thank you then."

Francis smiled and kissed Arthur softly. "No need to thank me for speaking the truth"

Arthur grabbed around Francis' Neck and pulled him down for a longer, better kiss.

Francis didn't argue, and kept kissing the younger man. He put his arms around him and held him close.

Arthur continued to kiss him, not caring that the walls were thin and his voice could probably be heard as he moaned into Francis' lips. He licked at the man's bottom lip, begging for entrance impatiently.

Francis opened his mouth with a sigh and french-kissed the other man. His heart jumped the same way it had the first time they kissed.

Arthur was delighted by Francis' participation. He fought with the other's tongue, trying to win the battle for dominance. He wasn't thinking straight, and his breath hitched, making him even more excited. He climbed onto Francis, and then stopped. "Part of me...waits to wait...for sex..." He panted. "Part of me is afraid...if I don't give it to you now...the chance might be taken...from me..." He couldn't catch his breath and he went for the other's mouth again.

Francis pulled away for a moment. "Mon cher, you will not lose your chance to give it to me.." He pecked the Britain. "You won't be away from me long enough for that to happen..." He resumed the kiss, not wanting it to end.

Arthur closed his eyes as the kiss was resumed and he added passion behind it, loosening his tie as he started to feel hot. "Mmm...hmmm..." He groaned into the kiss. This was so unlike anything he'd done before in his life. The last time he'd even kissed was as a teenager. Now that he was an adult, he didn't want the light pecks that they'd shared as adolecences (well, he wanted those too sometimes, just not at the moment.) he wanted to be kissed like a man. That's how he would describe this rather sensual action.

Francis moaned softly, keeping control of the kiss but keeping it deep and passionate. He felt as though he wouldn't be able to hold back if Arthur said no to going further, but he knew he'd be able to. "Mm.. Arthur..." He hooked a finger under Arthur's tie and held him closer for the kiss.

Arthur's breath was all over the place. "Francis...Francis...bedroom...please...let's go to the bedroom." He begged, standing and taking his hand, trying to drag the larger Frenchman up the stairs with him.

"R-right..." He followed Arthur up to his bedroom and pushed him onto the bed and climbed over him, kissing him once more.

Arthur kissed back, a loud moan escaped him, much louder than any of the other ones he'd made so far.

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"That was adorable, mon cher..." Francis said when he pulled away for a quick breath.

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