A short nsfw drabble for @empressvegah because she said Alfred calling Arthur baby as they have sex is nice and I agree
Riding Alfred was Arthur’s favorite position. Over the years they’d tried out all sorts of things, and Arthur had an extensive list of favorites, of course, but not many topped that one. To have Alfred deep inside of him, with his firm and strong hands holding tight to Arthur’s waist was enough to have Arthur shivering in pleasure, but it wasn’t just that. Arthur really loved looking down on Alfred, lying down on the bed, looking up at him with flushed cheeks, biting his lip, staring at Arthur in awe, love, passion.
Arthur would move his hips up and down, forcing Alfred deeper inside, and he’d keep a slow but steady rhythm, and Alfred would close his eyes and moan loudly, sigh, whisper. And then came the part that Arthur really loved about it, that was when Alfred closed his eyes and whispered, “Oh, yeah, baby… that’s so good… you’re doing so good, baby… you’re… you’re so good to me, fuck…” and Arthur stared at him, watching his facial expressions, his handsome tanned body.
It was the best part. Arthur would close his eyes, too, and savor that moment, those words, the knowledge that it was him the reason why Alfred was feeling so good he’d lose his words, move his hands to Arthur’s buttlocks and squeeze them, hold them, feel them up and moan, sigh, cum.
Arthur always knew Alfred when was close to cumming because he’d breathe faster and say “Baby… god, oh, baby, yes…” over and over, and the words were so lewd and pronounced so quietly, huskily… Arthur moved faster, then, feeling Alfred deeper, harder and hotter inside, and hearing him say those words a bit louder, almost begging, “O-oh, baby, please… A-Arthur, babe…” and then he’d come, grabbing and holding Arthur’s butt tight, greedy, demanding, and then he’d pull Arthur down, and kiss him, and whisper his name, and say, “Fuck, I love you so much, babe. You’re the best. I love you.”
And Arthur would smile knowingly and kiss him back, eager, passionate, cum all over their stomachs and bed sheets as they wrapped their limbs together, hugging and kissing, Alfred holding Arthur tight, possessive and greedy and satisfied, and Arthur would smile to himself proudly as they both fell asleep.