Alfred leaned over as he kept bucking, slamming into Feliciano’s tight heat, his hands going to work. One reached around Feliciano’s body to toy with Feliciano’s nipple, teasing and tweaking it, rolling it between his fingers and rubbing it firmly. His other hand wrapped around Feliciano’s throbbing cock and squeezed firm, before starting to pump along it, stroking from base to tip in a steady rhythm, making Feliciano buck forward into his hand and then back into Alfred’s hips out of desperate want.
“How’s that, babe? Feelin’ good?” Alfred teased, nibbling a new mark into Feliciano’s neck from behind, still thrusting into him so powerfully, with no signs of slowing or halting just yet. “So tight, cutie, and god you feel like you’re about to spill a mess into my hand, aren’t you?” he hummed next, thoroughly thrilled with how wet Feliciano was making his hand with his precum. “I want to make you cum again and again and again…” he groaned next, suddenly speeding up his thrusts, relishing in the way Feliciano’s cries of ecstasy got more intense, higher, thinner.
“Fuck…! Nngh- think I’m about to lose it, Feli,” Alfred panted, his breath hot on Feliciano’s ear as he sped up his hand, his hips. His bucks made his own swollen and heavy balls bump hard against Feliciano’s, and each thrust made Feliciano squeeze so wonderfully around him, making him add, “It’s like you’re trying to milk me dry. Is that what you want, Feli?”
Feliciano was still clawing and grasping at the sheets, struggling to hold on to any scrap of coherence, gasping and crying out into the sheets, his cries now slightly muffled into the mattress as Alfred essentially fucked him into it. But he didn’t even get a chance to reply before he suddenly screamed and bucked, his cock twitching hard in Alfred’s hand before he spilled a thick white mess all over it and the sheets below, his orgasm only further drawn out by the way Alfred’s bucks kept striking at his prostate to prolong his bliss.
Feliciano was getting dizzy, vision going white as his orgasm burst so heavily from him, in such a crashing rush that Alfred just kept heightening and heightening. His body bucked and his cock throbbed and pulsed with orgasm, balls pulled up taut to force out his seed, his entire body shuddering and quivering as he screamed into the blankets, his body clenching tight around Alfred’s cock.
Alfred’s thrusts quickly because stuttered and erratic, the American barely able to last even a few moments longer with how Feliciano was squeezing so tight around him, pulling and forcing his orgasm out of him. With a loud call of Feliciano’s name, Alfred used one hand to grip Feliciano’s hip tight, slamming himself in to the hilt one last time as his own orgasm burst from him, thick heat pouring into his lover and filling him.
Feliciano moaned, breathless and quaking, feeling the heat of Alfred’s seed rushing into him. But he was so very blissful, eyes shut in exhausted, sated pleasure as he let himself wind down into a wonderful afterglow, just enjoying Alfred inside him, his touch and the sound of his breathing.
“That was fantastic,” Alfred panted, leaning over Feliciano again, this time to kiss gently along his shoulder and upper back, hugging Feliciano around the waist and gently guiding Feliciano to lie down, so they could both rest on their sides, spooning and joined together. Feliciano went down as he was guided, practically purring still in delight as he cuddled back against Alfred, not letting his lover pull out of him just yet.
“You were incredible, tesoro,” Feliciano praised breathlessly, cheeks still burning a bright red from the rush of pleasure they’d both gotten to experience. He was delighted, so very happy to be held tight back against Alfred’s body, warm and secure and wanted, with Alfred still kissing at his neck and hair and ears. “I never expected a night out quite like this…”
“Hey, hey, I’m not outta the game yet,” Alfred laughed, nuzzling against Feliciano’s skin. “The night’s young… how about we rest easy a little bit and then go for round two?” Feliciano could easily hear the eager grin in Alfred’s voice, and it made Feliciano give a breathy laugh, cheeks going pink again.
“Round two? Nn, I like the sound of that, amore…” Feliciano hummed, his hand resting atop Alfred’s on his stomach. He was content to cuddle for now, to catch their breath and relax, bask in the warm afterglow and trust himself further to Alfred Jones.
“Swell,” Alfred said next, before kissing Feliciano’s shoulder again. “I’ll take it slower next time. I wanna spoil you rotten, y’know. You’re absolutely adorable when you’re making all those cute noises!” he teased with a grin and a playful poke to Feliciano’s stomach, making his lover squeak and blush.
“Alfred…!”
“Just teasin’, babe,” Alfred laughed, nuzzling him again, affectionate and gentle.
“If you keep up with me like this, I won’t be able to walk tomorrow…” Feliciano whined, but the words were drawn out a little too long, as if tempting Alfred. Alfred blinked, catching the hint, and then laughed.
“Is that so… well, I guess I’ll just have to spoil you rotten like a prince while you rest in bed,” Alfred hummed, and Feliciano smiled and relaxed, cuddling back against him more. “I’ll bring you plenty of sweets, and wine, and caviar, and all the finest foods of the city, and I’ll massage you and kiss you… And maybe go for another round.”
“You’re such a good host, caro,” Feliciano laughed softly, cheeks burning. “You don’t have to do all that,” he hummed, although he secretly was looking very forward to it.
“ ‘Course I do,” Alfred replied confidently, before his voice got softer. “You’re trusting me with a lot, even I can tell that. So let me thank you properly…” He pressed his palm flat to Feliciano’s stomach and slowly started to rub down in little circles, inching closer to Feliciano’s cock and then past it, cupping and rolling Feliciano’s balls in his hand. Feliciano was surprised by the touch, a warm tingling spreading through him, before he shivered and looked back at Alfred.
“Again, tesoro?” Feliciano purred and gave a slow roll of his hips, pushing into Alfred’s hand and then back onto his cock, taking back the few inches that had pulled out when he pushed forward.
“Yeah- the night’s young, remember?” Alfred hummed as reminder into Feliciano’s ear, making his lover shiver and give a breathy laugh.
“Then, let’s make the most of it~!”
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And there it is! I hope it was enjoyable ;u; I’ll probably end up using part of this in a bigger de-anoned multichapter fic later on, because goodness I am having a lot of plot bunnies now. Thanks for waiting so patiently, OP!
They Say America is Beautiful (Part 2)
“How’s that, babe? Feelin’ good?” Alfred teased, nibbling a new mark into Feliciano’s neck from behind, still thrusting into him so powerfully, with no signs of slowing or halting just yet. “So tight, cutie, and god you feel like you’re about to spill a mess into my hand, aren’t you?” he hummed next, thoroughly thrilled with how wet Feliciano was making his hand with his precum. “I want to make you cum again and again and again…” he groaned next, suddenly speeding up his thrusts, relishing in the way Feliciano’s cries of ecstasy got more intense, higher, thinner.
“Fuck…! Nngh- think I’m about to lose it, Feli,” Alfred panted, his breath hot on Feliciano’s ear as he sped up his hand, his hips. His bucks made his own swollen and heavy balls bump hard against Feliciano’s, and each thrust made Feliciano squeeze so wonderfully around him, making him add, “It’s like you’re trying to milk me dry. Is that what you want, Feli?”
Feliciano was still clawing and grasping at the sheets, struggling to hold on to any scrap of coherence, gasping and crying out into the sheets, his cries now slightly muffled into the mattress as Alfred essentially fucked him into it. But he didn’t even get a chance to reply before he suddenly screamed and bucked, his cock twitching hard in Alfred’s hand before he spilled a thick white mess all over it and the sheets below, his orgasm only further drawn out by the way Alfred’s bucks kept striking at his prostate to prolong his bliss.
Feliciano was getting dizzy, vision going white as his orgasm burst so heavily from him, in such a crashing rush that Alfred just kept heightening and heightening. His body bucked and his cock throbbed and pulsed with orgasm, balls pulled up taut to force out his seed, his entire body shuddering and quivering as he screamed into the blankets, his body clenching tight around Alfred’s cock.
Alfred’s thrusts quickly because stuttered and erratic, the American barely able to last even a few moments longer with how Feliciano was squeezing so tight around him, pulling and forcing his orgasm out of him. With a loud call of Feliciano’s name, Alfred used one hand to grip Feliciano’s hip tight, slamming himself in to the hilt one last time as his own orgasm burst from him, thick heat pouring into his lover and filling him.
Feliciano moaned, breathless and quaking, feeling the heat of Alfred’s seed rushing into him. But he was so very blissful, eyes shut in exhausted, sated pleasure as he let himself wind down into a wonderful afterglow, just enjoying Alfred inside him, his touch and the sound of his breathing.
“That was fantastic,” Alfred panted, leaning over Feliciano again, this time to kiss gently along his shoulder and upper back, hugging Feliciano around the waist and gently guiding Feliciano to lie down, so they could both rest on their sides, spooning and joined together. Feliciano went down as he was guided, practically purring still in delight as he cuddled back against Alfred, not letting his lover pull out of him just yet.
“You were incredible, tesoro,” Feliciano praised breathlessly, cheeks still burning a bright red from the rush of pleasure they’d both gotten to experience. He was delighted, so very happy to be held tight back against Alfred’s body, warm and secure and wanted, with Alfred still kissing at his neck and hair and ears. “I never expected a night out quite like this…”
“Hey, hey, I’m not outta the game yet,” Alfred laughed, nuzzling against Feliciano’s skin. “The night’s young… how about we rest easy a little bit and then go for round two?” Feliciano could easily hear the eager grin in Alfred’s voice, and it made Feliciano give a breathy laugh, cheeks going pink again.
“Round two? Nn, I like the sound of that, amore…” Feliciano hummed, his hand resting atop Alfred’s on his stomach. He was content to cuddle for now, to catch their breath and relax, bask in the warm afterglow and trust himself further to Alfred Jones.
“Swell,” Alfred said next, before kissing Feliciano’s shoulder again. “I’ll take it slower next time. I wanna spoil you rotten, y’know. You’re absolutely adorable when you’re making all those cute noises!” he teased with a grin and a playful poke to Feliciano’s stomach, making his lover squeak and blush.
“Alfred…!”
“Just teasin’, babe,” Alfred laughed, nuzzling him again, affectionate and gentle.
“If you keep up with me like this, I won’t be able to walk tomorrow…” Feliciano whined, but the words were drawn out a little too long, as if tempting Alfred. Alfred blinked, catching the hint, and then laughed.
“Is that so… well, I guess I’ll just have to spoil you rotten like a prince while you rest in bed,” Alfred hummed, and Feliciano smiled and relaxed, cuddling back against him more. “I’ll bring you plenty of sweets, and wine, and caviar, and all the finest foods of the city, and I’ll massage you and kiss you… And maybe go for another round.”
“You’re such a good host, caro,” Feliciano laughed softly, cheeks burning. “You don’t have to do all that,” he hummed, although he secretly was looking very forward to it.
“ ‘Course I do,” Alfred replied confidently, before his voice got softer. “You’re trusting me with a lot, even I can tell that. So let me thank you properly…” He pressed his palm flat to Feliciano’s stomach and slowly started to rub down in little circles, inching closer to Feliciano’s cock and then past it, cupping and rolling Feliciano’s balls in his hand. Feliciano was surprised by the touch, a warm tingling spreading through him, before he shivered and looked back at Alfred.
“Again, tesoro?” Feliciano purred and gave a slow roll of his hips, pushing into Alfred’s hand and then back onto his cock, taking back the few inches that had pulled out when he pushed forward.
“Yeah- the night’s young, remember?” Alfred hummed as reminder into Feliciano’s ear, making his lover shiver and give a breathy laugh.
“Then, let’s make the most of it~!”
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And there it is! I hope it was enjoyable ;u; I’ll probably end up using part of this in a bigger de-anoned multichapter fic later on, because goodness I am having a lot of plot bunnies now. Thanks for waiting so patiently, OP!