Alfred looked up in time to feel the sensations Arthur made on his back. "Mmm" He mumbled as he started becoming more calm. His tight grip on Arthur loosened as he began to unwind. No longer worrying about the paranormal things still going on in the middle of the movie.
he smiled sweetly an softly at the American and kissed him gently on the forehead. "It's not real, it's just a movie. Nothing is going to happen to you I promise." He looked at his formal colony and hoped that he was calming him down.
Alfred had a slight smile as Arthur was calming him down. "But... What if... It is?". Then, "This movie is based on actual events, Viewer discretion is Advised" the narrator on the movie said in a deep, monotoned voice. Alfred all of a sudden looked scared again, "Holy fuck! It says it's reallllll?!?!" Alfred started tearing up, the movie might have a little more scary than what he remembered. He gripped Arthur again for dear life, "Whyyy does it haveeee to be realllll?!?!" he yelled, more scared than that time he watched a movie with Kiku.
" it might have happened to them but mint bunny and I will help make sure that it doesn't happen to you. Alright love?" He loved how the 'hero' was acting so defenseless, it was purely adorable and it reminded the Brit of when Alfred was his colony and he protected and helped the younger.
"You and who?" Alfred's fear was replaced with confusion when he mentioned the flying mint bunny. 'Oh my gosh... is Arthur dillusional? What is a "flying mint bunny" anyways?' Alfred pondered as he waited for Arthur to respond.
He gave Alfred a look of pure confusion "you know a little, cute, mint color, flying bunny? You've seen me talking to him before remember?" How could Alfred not remember that? It was after one of the meetings and his 'friends' kept talking to him.
"Well I remember walking in on you talking to yourself... But I don't remember a flying mint bunny." Alfred was now focused on Arthur's health, 'what if he is mentally unstable?! He does talk to himself sometimes, has he made an imaginary creature for himself since like noone else likes him? Aw, I bet that's it, poor guy'. Alfred wasn't trying to be rude, but seriously?
Arthur was shocked. He thought that everyone could see his friends and he now doubted his sanity. "Oh. Well forget what I said. I'll make sure nothing happens to you." He sighed and mentally resolved to go see someone about his 'friends.'
"Well okay" Alfred realized that the movie was over. He jumpped up and ran over to his T.V. to take out tha disk. "See, it wasn't so bad now was it?" he said confidently as if he had completely forgotten what had just taken place. "So what now?" he looked at the green-eyed British dude.
the older nation stood up and walked over to Alfred and hugged him."well I had an idea but I do believe it it your turn to decide what we do now." He placed a kiss on the side of the American's neck wondering if that was enough to make his Intentions clear.
Alfred sat there not understanding what Arthur meant for a second. Then when he kissed him on the neck, Alfred got the idea. Instead of saying anything, which was very typical of the American, he looked at Arthur and wrapped his arms around his waist. Then he went foward and kissed Arthur on the lips, a very passion filled kiss. He wanted Arthur to know who was in charge, the hero of course, so his kiss was very dominating.
the older blushed and kissed back, snaking a hand through the taller man's hair. Being glad that he got the message and wanted to be dominant, Arthur smiled into the kiss and leaned into it.
Alfred slowly pushed Arthur down until his back was against the couch as Alfred climbed on top. He continued to kiss Arthur, and licked his bottom lip asking for permission to enter.
Arthur allowed His soon to be lover to enter and continued to kiss back. This was moving a little fast but he didn't care. His hands roamed around the younger's body and soon they were unzipping his jacket, slipping it of, an throwing it across the room to god knows where.
Alfred didn't have to fight for dominance, Arthur simply gave it to him. His tongue made sure that not even an inch of Arthur's mouth was untouched. When he was satisfied with kissing he moved downward to Arthur's neck. He started out by licking it from his mouth to his collarbone. Then started kissing and sucking it making love bites all over his neck. His hands moved to Arthur's shirt, he pulled it up over the Brit's head and tossed it.