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Post by Crocky Kirkland Sun Jan 22, 2012 5:33 pm

Arthur was always careful when he was getting off someone back, mostly because his brother Scott would just drop him once they had reached their destination. Of course, Arthur had learned to grab on tight when that happened, and a few (painful) times he took Scott with him. But Arthur eased into the chair slightly quicker than usual, maybe it was because Alfred leaned down from him, or he didn't want Elizaveta getting any ideas. He grinned as Alfred sat next to him and not directly across from him, for surely that might have sparked something, somewhere in anyone's mind. The American's question caught him off guard for a moment, and he scowled slightly. Kiku was only one person, and it wasn't fair that he had to look after the whole town today. Arthur's eyes widened as Alfred started rambling off about their possible vacation and then stop mid sentence.

The Englishman turned to see Elizaveta, and he was glad it was just her. He shot her a glare for the look in her eyes, and gave Alfred a sharp, but light kick to the leg for not being more careful. Arthur watched her carefully as she placed their meals on the table (giving her a quiet gentlemanly thank you) and hurried away. Alfred's awkwardness turned his attention back, and Arthur tried to bite back his chuckled. He picked up his fork and plucked a very well cooked chuck of potato from his plate and ate it before speaking. "I believe she knows a bit more than something. How blind are you?" The deputy said with a chuckle. "Don't fret too much, love, she won't tell anyone." Elizaveta made it clear to him she was aware of Alfred's and his relationship, not in full detail, and in his asking, Arthur had confirmed there was indeed more than friendship between them. However, she kept it a secret well, and was always careful how she worded things in public.

"Now about the letter," Arthur said, showing he was clearly moving away from the previous conversation, "I don't think it's fair to have one extra man." He plucked at his meal politely, almost in the business like manner his father had forced him to learn. Arthur hated the fact that it sort of came out when he was talking, planning, or pointing something out to Alfred while eating. "One person can't look out of the town, if the other two are compromised, much like to day." Arthur sighed, "Besides, for now we know I can't do much for a week, but it could be more. Kiku deserves some rest, and we have a lot on our plates as it is. We need more than three people for this town." Arthur somewhat wished he didn't have to include Kiku, he wasn't technically part of their team. Both him and Arthur were on thin ice with each other, but the man had willingly looked after the whole town by himself and that had to say something.

There was so much they needed to tend to that extra help would be greatly welcomed. Arthur was not in a position to be completely all about the two and it's safety. There was a killer out there, someone who burnt down their house, and not to mention the plain mystery behind everything. Alfred and him need a new house and clothes, and plenty of time off when everything was over. Arthur sighed at the thought of everything. He let his shoulders drop, he could really use a drink. A nice solid glass of something that burned going down and made him forget everything he had to do. "You think we could get some whiskey?" Arthur asked out of the blue, surprising himself slightly.
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Post by Sheriff Jones Sun Jan 22, 2012 7:21 pm

The humorous twinkle within Arthur’s emerald green eyes was his first insight that he had missed something. Arthur only got that look when he was trying desperately not to laugh, which usually happened directly after Alfred said something very, very stupid. This time around, Alfred’s blush went all the way up to his ears when Arthur clued him in. “S-she knows?” How long had she known? How long had Arthur known that she knew? How was it that he didn’t notice any of this?! Alfred was absolutely mortified when all the seemingly unconnected events that centered around his encounters with Elizaveta suddenly clicked together. “Oooh…” Alfred made of noise of sudden understanding, embarrassed that he hadn’t noticed before. Man, he really was slow. “So she’s alright with it then? That’s good… but that still doesn’t explain why she always asks me about the locks on our doors and windows…”

Alfred helped himself to the plate of food as Arthur spoke, recognizing that the other man was in ‘business mode’. He chewed thoughtfully as he considered what the other man was saying and nodded when he understood his point. Three lawmen wasn’t much better then two when it came to protecting a town this large. If they ever hoped to have any downtime, they would need to enlist the help of at least one or two others. “I see your point. You write up the letter and we’ll both sign it. If we send it out by morning, maybe we’ll get lucky and have a couple new men within the week.” That was an optimistic estimation, but they had gotten rather lucky with Kiku’s appearance, who was to say that it couldn’t happen again?

Now that they had decided upon that, Alfred allowed himself to relax and enjoy his meal. It wasn’t often that he had a chance to enjoy a warm meal this good (he wasn’t much for cooking and Arthur more or less burned everything he tried to prepare), so he did his best to savor the delicacy. Unfortunately his stomach had other plans. Before long, his plate was clean and the last remains of what had been a delicious plate of cooked meat, potatoes, carrots, and freshly baked bread had wound up on his face. Damn, and he really had tried to pace himself that time too. Oh well, at least his stomach was satisfied.

Alfred glanced up to Arthur, a bit surprised that he was asking for whiskey of all things. He knew first hand what Arthur was like when he was liquored up, but he didn’t see the harm in letting him let go - lord knows he deserved it. “Let me see what I can do.” He stood up and went to find Elizaveta, who happily handed him a half full bottle of whiskey. He thanked her once more for her kindness and quickly returned to Arthur (she freaked him out even more now that he was aware she knew of his little secret). “Here,” Alfred handed off the bottle to the older man, setting two glasses on the table as well. “Have at it.”
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Post by Crocky Kirkland Mon Jan 23, 2012 7:40 am

Elizaveta was a little more than alright with them being together, she was...Arthur didn't know how to put it politely or without making it seem like he really should arrest her. Arthur gave Alfred a small smile, Elizaveta was the least of their worries, especially if Arthur stayed on top of their privacy. He was happy Alfred saw his point, about the extra help. He nodded at the comment about when they would get men. They had been extremely lucky with Kiku, and Arthur made note to suggest him in the letter (hopefully nothing bad would come of it), the man had arrived at the right time. "Let's hope so, I'm not going to be good for much this coming week." Arthur said.

A peaceful silence washed over them, and it was nice to sit there and not have something from Alfred limited cooking knowledge. However he was rather shocked the America went to go see if he could get some. "Alfred, you don't...have...to..." Arthur watched in complete awe as the other went off to find some liquor, before turning back to his plate and eating the rest of his meal quickly, like it was going to run off his plate. There's wasn't much left to begin with, and he was able to neatly stack Alfred's and his plate of to the side of the table. He grinned to himself at how good everything had tasted and how full he was now. He swallowed the last bit of food when Alfred came back with a whole bottle of whiskey (not full, thankfully).

Arthur took it from him and examined it. He still had letters to write, he doesn't want any bit of them coming off as some drunk drowning away his problems. But one glass won't hurt, would it. It might be nice to have by his side as he wrote his letters. He poured some whiskey into the two cups, a rather generous helping for both. "I should get to writing those letters." Arthur said with a smile as he grabbed a glass and took a drink. He enjoyed the feeling of it going down his throat.
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Post by Sheriff Jones Wed Jan 25, 2012 7:37 am

There was still work to be done before the morning sun rose, Alfred knew this. But seeing smile that had appeared on Arthur’s face when the bottle of whiskey was set down before him made the young American quite unwilling to monitor his alcohol intake. Yes it was irresponsible (and it certainly wouldn’t do either of them any favors to have an intoxicated Arthur), but this was an opportunity that was rare. Besides, Arthur would be unable to do much anyway because of his injury anyway… so Alfred didn’t see the harm in letting him drink. He could do with a little relaxing.

Alfred smiled and took a seat beside Arthur, taking the glass he was poured. “Cheers,” He said, raising his glass as Arthur sipped at his own. The whiskey burned a bit as it slid down his throat, but he smiled regardless. He wasn’t much fond of liquor, but he appreciated it’s rarity. “Not bad,” He said with a sight shrug, taking another sip before setting the glass down. He might treat himself to more later, but at the moment he felt obligated to keep watch over Arthur. He didn’t mind if Arthur got a little drunk and loosened up. He did however mind if he started getting frisky or silly while they were still in public. Although Elizaveta approved of their relationship, he had a feeling that the rest of the town wouldn’t be too pleased to know about it. So, for both their sakes, he would remain sober enough to take care of Arthur when he, inevitably, surrendered to the alcohol.
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Post by Crocky Kirkland Wed Jan 25, 2012 9:18 am

Arthur got to writing the request letter first before he got even the slightest bit tipsy. Elizaveta had been kind enough to place some paper and writing utensils out for Arthur to write with. It was a very sweet gesture, but it meant she was listening on them. The Englishman tried not to think too much about it, so he didn't go grabbing for his glass much. Arthur was never sure who he should address such important letters to, he still wasn't that aware of the law system of the States, and in learning it in the lawless West doesn't make it easier. He simply addressed it to Whom it may concern, because God probably only knew that. Besides people weren't stupid they would figure it out. He wrote quickly, his handwriting not something people usually saw possessed by a deputy. Arthur always blushed at the complements towards his hand writing, doesn't matter if he thinks it was sloppy or not do to his speed. He finished writing, took a good drink of his whiskey, before rereading the letter.

To whom it may concern,
This letter is to bring to your attention the needed assistance in the town under the watch of Sheriff Alfred F. Jones and Deputy Arthur Kirkland. The town had been reasonably manageable before this point, of course with strain on the men who worked to keep it safe. It has been brought to our attention that that is no longer the case. Recently a young criminal network has been feeding off the town. The current size or who is in charge is currently unknown. Our housing was burned down as a distraction for five murdered men that had been captured from the network. I, Deputy Kirkland, was harmed in the blaze and am sentenced to minimum labor by the town doctor, due to an injured ankle, for a week, but there is a possibility it could be longer. The town can not be watched by one man.

However we were lucky, a day before the fire, a man by the name of Kiku Honda seeked employment with us. He said he worked under a Sheriff named Ludwig. Currently he is still in the process of achieving employment with us, but he had been of help in the current events. We only request a few men. Three at the most. We please request that this will be done in a timely matter, for there is much to be done and little force to do it currently. Thank you.


Arthur figured it was good enough, there wasn't much else he could say. He quickly signed the letter and passed it to Alfred. "Let's pray that gets something done," Arthur commented. The Englishman grabbed is glass and drink the rest in it. He poured himself another glass, figuring he could write the letter to his mother some other time.
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Post by Sheriff Jones Thu Jan 26, 2012 4:54 pm

Alfred had to give Arthur credit - he had stuck with his original plan of letter writing, even with the temptation of alcohol sitting right before him. The young sheriff scooted his chair and leaned over Arthur’s shoulder to read over the letter. Perfect penmanship accompanied with an eloquently worded letter, just like always. Arthur was one of the few lawmen of the west who bothered with courtesy or even complete sentences when sending correspondence with other men throughout the system. Alfred couldn’t help but tease him about it upon occasion, but in truth, he enjoyed watching Arthur write. He was always looked so thoughtful when he inked his thoughts down onto paper. His letters were never sloppy, never rushed, unlike Alfred’s own scrawled handwriting. There was something about the way he put so much time and effort he placed into carefully constructing each letter. It was beautiful.

Alfred took the letter and quickly signed the bottom, marring the overall beauty with his untidy signature before folding it up. He would ask Elizaveta to have it sent out tomorrow morning, but he already felt better knowing that something was out of the way. “I’m sure men will be dispatched as soon as this letter reaches them.” With any luck, they would have a few new recruits by the end of the week, but that was an optimistic estimation. More likely they would have to wait two or three weeks before anyone answered their letter. The west was so vast and sending messages across the scorching desert was no easy task. Still, he chose to look on the bright side. Thankfully they had Kiku to help out and for the time being that Arthur was out of commission, he was grateful to have another pair of hands.

He took another sip of whiskey, letting out a sigh and the liquor burned his throat. “Shall we head back into the bedroom?” Whoops, that sounded a little bit suggestive (although Arthur did tend to become more openly affectionate when he was drunk…). Still, there was always the possibility of somebody listening in - Elizaveta was bad enough. “I mean, there isn’t much else we can do before morning. We might as well rest while we can.” Alfred was already standing, ready to once again carry Arthur back to their shared bedroom. He thought better of this though and nodded to the bottle. “Take it with you. I could go for a little more booze tonight.”
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Post by Crocky Kirkland Fri Jan 27, 2012 5:31 am

Arthur smiled at the comment about the men coming within the week. It wasn't likely to happen, but Arthur didn't know. He had always been a bit realistic about things, Alfred was the more optimistic, but the help was still need. No matter when they arrived, Arthur would most likely not be at his fullest. "Let's hope so, Kiku and you are not going to last long." Arthur teased lightly, sipping at his drink. The alcohol was starting to get to him, he felt himself loosen up, his smiles came easier. Of course he still have more control over himself than he would if the glass was his third. Arthur was tipsy when he finished his second glass, but he sure as well wasn't drunk.

He chuckled at Alfred's comment about going to room. He tilted his head before he rested it on his hand. He watched Alfred clearly struggle with the right words to cover up what he felt might be a mistake. The American was cute like that. Arthur laughed with what the younger came up with. There wasn't much they could do in public for the night, however Arthur could think of a very long list of things they could do behind closed door and no one to judge them. "You'll probably have to start early tomorrow," Arthur hummed as he watched the sheriff get to his feet. He grinned at Alfred, who looked like he was ready to scoop him off and carry him off to where ever their room was. Arthur turned to the bottle the moment the other nodded at it. "We'll need the glasses," he pointed out, scooping them up and stacking them carefully, noting that there was still some in Alfred's cup. He reached for the bottle, he took hold of its neck and grabbed the classes before looking at Alfred. "How is this going to work?" He questioned, looking at both his filled hands, his mind clearly knowing he could not hold onto Alfred in a sensible way of being carried.
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Post by Sheriff Jones Sun Jan 29, 2012 6:32 pm

When the lighthearted teasing began, Alfred knew that the Englishman was well into his ‘happy tipsy’ phase. The young sheriff smiled and humored the older man with a teasing pout. “We’ll handle ourselves just fine until the new recruits come in,” He said, glad to see the usually tense Arthur smiling so easily. He wished that Arthur could find relaxation like this easier to come by, or at least by other means besides alcohol. It was difficult to remove oneself from the trails of everyday life, he understood that, so when he got the opportunity, he cherished the sight of Arthur’s real smile - untainted by all the bad feelings of the world.

Alfred could tell that the slightly inebriated Arthur was trying to work out how to keep a hold of the bottle and glasses while simultaneously holding onto his lover. Although he had been warned not to previously in the night, Alfred felt that the only sensible thing to do was to carry the lithe man the way he had originally wanted to. “Hang onto that stuff, I’ll take care of it.” Instead of crouching down to allow the older man to loop his arms around his shoulders like he had done previously, Alfred wrapped his arms around Arthur’s shoulders and legs, hoisting him up against his chest so he could still easily cradle the bottle and glasses. He wasn’t sure if Arthur was quite drunk enough to be okay with this, but he didn’t give him much of an opportunity to start making a scene if he wasn’t. Alfred headed out the door into the hallway, taking long steps in order to reach their room more quickly. Although he wasn’t particularly worried about anybody spotting them at this time of night (save for Elizaveta, but thankfully she wasn’t around), he didn’t want to take any unnecessary chances.

When they reached the room, he knocked the door open with his shoulder. Gently as he could, he set Arthur down on the bed before doubling back to close and lock the door. He certainly didn’t want any late night visitors, no matter what the circumstances. Once he knew they were more or less safe from prying eyes, he sat down beside Arthur and smiled. “Well,” He said, grabbing his glass and drowning the rest of the whiskey inside. “How do you feel about doing a little more boozing and snuggling before we hit the hay?”
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Post by Crocky Kirkland Mon Jan 30, 2012 6:30 am

Arthur gave a small yelp when Alfred picked him up, almost spilling the full glass as he pulled his arms close to himself. He blinked slightly when he realized how Alfred was holding, however he sort of shrugged it off (he was just drunk enough to let Alfred get away with it). It was late and if Arthur could look like he was possibly passed out a sleep it might help Alfred to come up with a reason why. He snuggled into the American's shoulder, taking in his wonderful smell. The Englishman's eyes slid close and a small grin formed on his lips. He held the bottle and glasses closely, and let himself just fall into the comfort of Alfred's arms. Of course, he was quickly knocked out of it, for Alfred's attempts to open the door caused him to perk up a bit.

He helped ease himself onto the bed. He carefully unstacked the cups and daringly stuck them on the bed. He grinned at the sound of the lock clicking, something he doesn't mind at all when Alfred does it. He was pouring himself another generous cup when Alfred snatched up his own. Arthur hummed with excitement at the idea. "I like that idea." He poured more into the sheriff's cup, grinning as he did so, before leaning back and manged to not knock too many things of the nightstand with a simple "bollocks." He took a gulp of whiskey, looking at the American rather dazed from the alcohol. "I'm already boozed up, we need to work on you," Arthur said pushing at the bottom of the American's cup. His control of himself was starting to go, he could feel himself tipping slightly to the side, and the facts of the day started to be stirred up from the alcohol.
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Post by Sheriff Jones Mon Jan 30, 2012 1:38 pm

This must be what it felt like to have a normal life. He wasn’t sure if it was the booze or the influence of Arthur’s carefree smile, but all of a sudden he felt as if all his worries had vanished. He found himself relaxing against the headboard beside Arthur, laughing like tomorrow would never come. “Alright, alright, alright.” Alfred waved off the intoxicated Brit and drowned the rest of his glass. It burned his throat and dulled his senses, but he couldn't find it in him to care much. He wasn’t as much of a lightweight as Arthur was, but that didn’t mean alcohol didn’t affect him. The morning seemed so far away and under the gentle glow of candlelight, Arthur’s flushed face looked even more heavenly than usual. Alfred grabbed the bottle, took another long swig before diving for a kiss.

He meet Arthur’s full lips with eager passion that had reminded him of the beginning of their relationship. So much at changed since then. Their names had become all but legendary with the downfall of Ivan’s criminal empire and they had both been taken on as lawmen of one of the largest settlements in the untamed west. But he still found his heart fluttering every time his lips connected with Arthur’s. Alfred let out a soft moan and tilted his head to the side, desperate to get closer. “Arthur…” All his duties and obligations slipped away as he deepened the kiss.

He pulled back just enough so that their lips were no longer touching, but their short gasps of breath mingled. “Arthur… I want to…” Oh there was so much he wanted to do, and with all the alcohol he had consumed, he had quickly forgotten why he shouldn’t. He began to hastily undo the buttons of his own shirt, tossing it aside to be retrieved in the morning. Once that was out of the way, he leaned in to pull Arthur into another heated kiss. It no longer mattered that in a few hours he would have to ride out and be responsible for the safety of the town. All he could comprehend in the heat of the moment was Arthur’s searing flesh and the dizzying effects of whiskey.
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Post by Crocky Kirkland Mon Jan 30, 2012 5:03 pm

Arthur chuckled as Alfred finished his refilled glass, as he gently nursed his own. His control was barely hanging on, and it was simple and relaxing that the last sensible part of Arthur did not want to ruin the peace. He watched the American as he reached for the bottle, slightly surprised, but too drunk to actually raise an eyebrow at the man. The Englishman was surprised when his mouth was suddenly attacked the sheriff's eager lips. He replied quickly, pushing back with as much drunken force as he could manage. There was the thick taste of a reasonably good whiskey on their lips, and Arthur angled himself to just get another wonderful taste. This was lovely, laying on a bed kissing the man he loved like tomorrow wouldn't dare show it's face, because Arthur was sure he might shot it. His glass slipped out of his hand, spilling the alcohol on the floor and shattering with the greatest of ease. This was home, and it always would be, Arthur was still slightly depressed about their actual house. He didn't think to much about the fact, for he became more concerned with the American wanted.

"What, Alfred?" Arthur asked panting and trying to close the teasing distance between them. "You want to what?" He wasn't sure if he was going to ever get a worded answer as his shirt was pulled away from him. There was a slight chill of the night, but Alfred swooped him away with another heated kiss. Instantly his hand went for the other's collar, pulling hard to keep him close and then one hand sled down to the American's buttons. He attempted to rub his hips against Alfred's, but a sharp pain stopped him briefly, but he got over it and ground as best he could. "Alfred?" Arthur said pulling away for a breath. "Tell me what you want to do." Arthur rarely became impatient, usually when he was drunk or something was taking way long than it should have. Arthur is usually a tease in such situations, but the heat enough was a tease for him.
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Post by Sheriff Jones Thu Feb 09, 2012 8:07 am

The alcohol had done it’s job well. All the responsibilities of tomorrow had been forgotten in the heat of the moment, leaving only their insatiable desires left to be quenched. Even the usually immovable Arthur was getting impatient for intimacy, and Alfred was all to willing to comply with his every desire. “I want to make love to you,” He breathed, pulling back to rid himself of his own shirt. Once his arms were free, he tossed the annoying bit of fabric off to the side where it would remain, forgotten, until morning. Breathless already by the sight of Arthur’s flushed face, Alfred leaned in and eagerly pressed his lips against the Englishman’s for another round of heated kissing.

Alfred lost himself then. Whether it was the booze of the feeling of Arthur’s chapped lips against his flesh, he didn’t know. Before he knew it, he had managed to somehow strip the other completely naked. He had enough sense to thankfully realize that Arthur was still injured and had taken extra care when removing his trousers. Even so, he laid an apologetic kiss against his thigh to make up for any pain he might have felt. “I love you…” Alfred whispered before going in for another sweeping kiss.

Somehow, in the midst of their kissing, Alfred had managed to find his way on top of Arthur. His half naked body hovered over Arthur’s beautiful pale one, only dipping down occasionally to teasingly brush their groins together. “Arthur…” He nipped at his shoulder, “Are you up to this? I’ll stop if you want to me too… We’ll go as far as you want tonight sweetheart.”

((I'm so, so, so sorry this took as long as it did! School as been kicking my ass!))
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Post by Crocky Kirkland Thu Feb 09, 2012 12:56 pm

At the words "make love to you", Arthur's drunken mind had been made up there. They were going to get go all the way with this, no stopping, Arthur was sure of it. The heat is too much for him to even think about stopping anything. He watched Alfred discard his shirt lazily, before Alfred was kissing him again, and he can feel his clothes being pushed off him. The Englishman giggled at the thrill of it all, and he's easily aroused, he was pretty sure his erection started at the first hungry kiss Alfred gave him. His ankle gave small shots of pain, but Arthur was really too drunk to actually care about it, or complain, seeing as Alfred kissed him on the thigh and Arthur let out a throaty moan of pleasure from the simple kiss. God, why is he so easy when he's drunk? Maybe that's why regulars use to buy him plenty of drinks before they took him to bed. Arthur laughed to himself in the middle of a kiss before moaning as Alfred ground against him for a split second, the feeling of his jeans all the more arousing on Arthur's length. His body arched, wanting as much of Alfred as it could get up against him.

Arthur threw his had back as Alfred nibbled on his shoulder. "Why would you think I would want you to stop?" Arthur questioned drunkly, drowning in a moan. He worked his hands into Alfred's hair and gripped it tightly, his body arching, but this time to Alfred's lips. "Just take me...after all where the bloody hell am I going to go tomorrow." Arthur said lowly with a slight teasing tone. He giggled again, maybe he wasn't all that easy.

((No it's fine, school's been giving me a few kicks this week.))
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Post by Sheriff Jones Wed Feb 15, 2012 7:26 pm

Did alcohol always make Arthur act like this? Alfred remembered him acting cuddly and certainly more emotional than usual when he drank, but he couldn’t recall the Englishman ever being that affectionate. Perhaps it was just the atmosphere or the fact that the both of them truly needed this. Either way, Alfred wished he would have thought to do this long before now. Not that he was particularly attached to drunken sex, but having Arthur so loose and willing to push off his responsibilities in favor of treating himself to a little love and sex was wonderful. Of course, they couldn’t pull this kind of stunt all the time, especially now that they had gotten word of a new crime ring starting up underneath their feet. But just for tonight, he was willing to overlook all that. They deserved this one stolen night of passion.

Alfred wasted no time. As soon as he was given permission to carry on, he dove forward to meet Arthur for another heated kiss. His fingers wandered down Arthur’s sides, coming to rest on his hipbone. "I'll take you," He promised heatedly, pressing hot, wet kisses against the curve of Arthur's neck as he stroked the soft skin inside his inner thigh. "I'll take you to the moon and back sweetheart." No more words were spoken on the subject. Had he not been inebriated, Alfred might worried that allowing such a corny phrase would cause his proper English fiance to wack him upside the head. But thanks to the numbing affects of whiskey, he found himself delving deeper into the intensity of the moment, his usual inhibitions falling away completely.

Alfred kissed his way down the pale expanse of Arthur's chest, leaving little love nips and flicking his tongue over the tender portions of skin. When he reached Arthur's hip, he pushed open his legs and slid further down the bed. Instead of tending to the swelling erection the older man was currently sporting, Alfred did something he had never done before in the bedroom - he lifted Arthur's hips, leaned forward, and pressed a kiss directly to the puckered flesh of Arthur's entrance. He didn't know why he did it, it simply felt right. Going with his instincts completely, Alfred began to lightly trace a circle around the skin, teasing it his fingertips brushed across Arthur's length.

After a few moments of teasing, he pulled back and began fumbling with the bedside table. Although he doubted that it would contain any oils or lubrication, he thought it best to check anyway before he opted to use saliva. To his surprise, there was a neatly placed bottle right in front, ready to use. "Huh," he commented lightly, but gave it no further thought as he coated his fingertips with oil to make the preparation easier. "Tell me if you feel any discomfort," Alfred said, slipping one finger inside Arthur to begin stretching him.
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Post by Crocky Kirkland Thu Feb 16, 2012 4:28 am

The moon? That was pretty far...right? Arthur just shrugged it off to himself, it seemed rather far collectively. However taking him to the moon and back was not going to be enough in his drunken state. "Alfred..." He called at the tail end of a moan, "you have to take me hard too." He said drunkenly, his hands messing up Alfred's hair in his please. "I'm a criminal, I need you to take me like you would any other criminal." Arthur wasn't sure why in the world he wanted it at the moment, but he did. Their sex was always rare for the pleasure and love of the other, they rarely did anything like this, not that Arthur minded, their dirty talk could be more exploring than their actual nights in bed. "Please, Alfred." He begged as Alfred started to kiss lower down his body.

He allowed his legs to be spread open, as he propped himself up on his elbows to get a better view of what Alfred would do. Arthur's erection was fully at the ready for anything, and Arthur expects Alfred to find someway of tending to it lightly, but then his hips were lifted up. Arthur's interested now, alcohol as always made him impatient and slightly over sensitive, both in body and emotion. However his green eyes widened and a blush spread across his face like wildfire as the American kissed his entrance. His head fell back with a move as it was lightly tended to and provoked his lower area. Alfred gave it a good amount of attention before he pulled away and moved to the bedside table. Arthur is still laying in the wake of the wave of pleasure that had just been delivered to him. At least he was conscious enough to watch Alfred lazily.

The Englishman wasn't all too surprised when the Sheriff found a bottle, he just smiled drunkenly. He nodded at Alfred's command, though he knew it was never comfortable and Alfred was good about not causing him extreme discomfort. Spreading his legs to give Alfred more access he relaxed as best as he could on the bed. He always blushed at the feeling, but this time he covered his mouth from the small moans that escaped. Alcohol did make him way too easy.
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Post by Sheriff Jones Wed Feb 22, 2012 6:36 pm

Alfred couldn’t help but let out a low moan. Just the idea of taking Arthur hard and fast sent shivers of excitement down his spine. He was only too happy to play along and began pressing eager, hot kisses along Arthur’s protruding collarbone before making his way down the others body. “A distinguished sheriff does not ‘take’ a criminal,” He responded with a grin. What was the harm in playing a little bit of a game before getting to the love making? It had been so long since they had been able to do any sort of sexy or exciting foreplay - so he jumped at the opportunity. “But I suppose I can make an exception for you… Since you did ask so nicely.” Oh yes, Alfred thought as he began tending to the older man, this is exactly what they had needed.

The young American diligently tended to Arthur’s entrance, gently stretching it open to prepare for what was to come. Although it was clear that the other man was impatient to move on, Alfred had enough sense not to rush the preparation process. Even in his drunken stupor, he did not wish to cause Arthur anymore discomfort then necessary. In any event, he was grateful that Arthur’s wound would be enough of an excuse to keep him from moving around too much tomorrow morning. When the Englishman’s body had accepted three fingers, Alfred deemed him ready.

“So you want to be taken like a criminal?” Alfred hauled Arthur’s legs over his shoulders, pressing his erection flush up against the other’s firm backside. The friction was deliciously tempting, but he resisted. Teasing a sexually frustrated, not to mention flustered Arthur was an opportunity he did not wish to pass up. “Ask and you shall receive darling…” He kissed him deeply as he pressed forward, entering Arthur without any preamble. He moaned loudly at the sensation and snapped his hips back, preparing to slam forward into Arthur’s tight passage.

Everything was so hot, so passionate, Alfred nearly lost himself in the loudness of his own moans. True to his word, he did not hold back. He pounded forward into Arthur’s willing body with such force, that the rickety bed rocked beneath them and the headboard slammed up against the wall. “Arthur…” He moaned loudly as he pressed up closer, his chest covered in a light sheen of sweat. “Oooh…”
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Post by Crocky Kirkland Thu Feb 23, 2012 1:23 pm

Arthur let out a groan of pleasure at Alfred's comment, he was oddly thrilled and happy that the sheriff was so willing to play. He was getting more and more horny with each passing second, Alfred's teasing tone and fingering job were doing Arthur in. His moans becoming more and more shameless. His face blossomed with a heavy and needy blush, and he bit at his knuckle lightly to not scream at Alfred to just stick it in and get on with it. Of course in his drunkenness he lacks the ability to appear overly threatening or mean. So his glare probably locked lustful, but it eventually turned to that as he watched Alfred leaning over him.

The English deputy could only nod enthusiastically at the American's question. His hands fell to the sheets as he felt Alfred's length against his backside. He rocked his hips slightly in impatiences, like it might make Alfred hurry up. Eventually his reward though, by being entered harshly and choking on a gasp. The first thrust was never the easiest, and Alfred didn't give him time to adjust. His hold on the sheets tightened, he can drunkly think to himself that he was going to feel it in the morning, but he does care. A groan slowly turned into a moan as Arthur got more and more use to the harshness.

He registers the bed slamming into the wall in perfect time with Alfred's thrusts, and the idea of such strength always gets him. He watched as Alfred held nothing back, trying to help the American find his sweet spot by shifting his hips as best he could for a better angel. His eyes widened and drowned in the back of his head as his back arched amazingly well (he was slightly more limper when he had alcohol in him). "God..." he moaned loudly. "Right there. Please Alfred." He was trying not to shot too loudly...but he was sure he probably did anyway. If they were lucky, Elizaveta planned for this to happened and made sure very few people were close to them.
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Post by Sheriff Jones Sat Mar 03, 2012 4:34 pm

The sound of Arthur’s wanton moans was enough to drive any sane man into madness. Alfred was lucky the alcohol had already driven away all his good sense, otherwise he would have spent this glorious evening second guessing himself. Was he being too rough, too loud? Was this one night of stolen affection going to cost them more than they could afford to give? All the questions that normally weighed so heavily on his mind had vanished. All that mattered was Arthur. Beautiful, perfect, heavenly Arthur, who was currently beneath him, moaning and squirming with pleasure. Alfred felt a bubble of pride rise up into his chest when he realized that it was him bringing his love such bliss.

Alfred let out a grunt, shifting Arthur’s leg up higher (if that were possible). Every other thrust he adjusted the angle only slightly, searching around for that bundle of nerves that would send Arthur over the edge completely. It didn’t take long to find. “Mm… does that feel good Arthur?” He asked, grinning drops of sweat trailed down his broad shoulders and chest. How he loved to watch Arthur arch up like that, and to hear him begging for more heightened his own pleasure even more. Alfred concentrated on angling his thrusts so that he slammed up against that spot over and over again. “Don’t worry sweetheart…” He moaned, pressing a kiss against the ankle on his shoulder (mindful on the swollen one he held). “I’ll get you off in good time…”

Without another word, Alfred reaches between them and begins to stroke Arthur’s pulsing erection hard and fast. He wanted to feel Arthur arch beneath him, to hear that glorious moan when he finally reached his peak, and to watch as his eyes flutter rapidly as he came down from heaven. He wanted it all, and in the rhythm of his frantic thrusting and feeling the headboard slam against the wall, he forgot everything else. “Arthur…” He moaned, feeling his loins tighten. So close… he was so close. “Arthur… I’m just about…” He grunted in warning, tightening his grip on Arthur’s swollen erection. He wasn’t going to last long.

((I am so sorry, I've been so bad at this lately. School is being so mean >.> Anyway, I'll be gone for the next two weeks, but after that, I'll try and be better about replying! I love you Crocky dear!))
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Post by Crocky Kirkland Sat Mar 03, 2012 6:25 pm

Arthur is quiet sure he has gone beyond the moon, and at the moment he was in too much bliss to care. Alfred could work his body well, which doesn't surprise Arthur too much, they've done this a few times before. He arched again as Alfred hit his sweet spot, a throaty answer, a very loud "So good", to Alfred's question, that he barely registered at first. The Englishman's rational thinking is all the way gone, he's not even sure were his hands are. However when he looked up at Alfred it was clear one had worked its way up to his hair and his other seemed to tighten its hold on a pillow as another wave of pleasure hit him. His words are lost to him, but he's happy he's currently occupied with pleasure and not just lying around because the alcohol is emotionally starting to take it's toll. He'll feel the looming sadness for a brief second and then another pleasure way that sends him arching.

Something started stroking him and for a brief second of drunkenness, he wondered if he had three hands, but realized it was Alfred. It was hard and rough, very similar to the sex he was have, hardly in time with any thrusts, but still leaving him withering and bucking for more. Arthur can feel his body starting to tighten as he draws more and more closer to the edge. He's already easy enough because he was drunk, his surprised he hasn't come already. Arthur groaned in pleasure as he turned his gaze to look at the man pounding into him and stroking him fiercely. Form what Arthur can tell Alfred seems like he's close, Arthur seems to suddenly be at the edge at that, and the tightened grip did him in. His body arched broadly, his vision leaving him with an "Alfred!" on his lips.

He floated down from his high, chuckling like some crazy drunk who was a sweating, panting mess. In his brief bit of giddiness, he wraps his arms around the sheriff's head, petting his hair as Arthur waited for the drunken depression to set in and take him to bed. Arthur's green eyes start to close, and he held a little bit tighter as he started to drift off into dreamland. "Don't leave me," his whispered breathlessly, "don't push me away, because I'm not...useless." He's drunk but his tiredness is beating his depression and he falls asleep with little more.

(I understand, school's slightly lightened up because mid-terms are over, but it's going to be crazy after spring break. Have fun on your trip! Take care till then Sherry!)
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Post by Sheriff Jones Thu Mar 22, 2012 3:01 pm

So close. He was so maddeningly close that in any given second, he felt as if his entire body would burst if he didn’t finish soon. But by sheer willpower, he held it back. Arthur was writhing beneath him in pleasure and even in his drunken stupor, Alfred could see that he was close. Thankfully, Alfred only had time to give his lovers erection a light squeeze before Arthur came. The sound of his name, half sobbed accompanied by the hot remains of his lust splashing against his taunt stomach was enough to send Alfred over the edge too. He let out a low grunt as his hips snapped forward, pushing deeper into Arthur’s tightness as he came. “Arthur…” He groaned, slowly coming down from his incredible pleasure.

Alfred lay on top of Arthur, covered in sweat and panting heavily. He was only half aware of Arthur’s fingertips gently running through his cornsilk locks. All his muddled thoughts seemed to converge on the single realization that his and Arthur intimacy had been brilliant. Heavily influenced by liquor or not, Alfred didn’t care - that had been exactly what the two of them had needed to relax after all the horrors that had plagued them throughout the day. That is what Alfred firmly believed - at least until Arthur spoke.

“Leave you?” Alfred pushed himself off of Arthur’s lithe frame, looking down at the (now unconscious) man with blatant confusion. “I could never… never leave you Artie… I…” He stumbled, falling on his side so that he could pull Arthur up against his chest. Why were his limbs so much harder to control when he was drunk? “I love you…” He said gently, placing a kiss against Arthur’s cheek. “And when you wake up… I’ll tell you again and again. I love you… I love you.. I love you…”

Within minutes, Alfred followed Arthur into the land of dreams.

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Post by Crocky Kirkland Fri Mar 23, 2012 7:36 am

The fresh morning light woke Arthur up, causing him to close his eyes more and shift away from the light. He groaned has a headache come with some vengeance. He rolled over into something warm, snuggling into it with a bit of a groan at a twist of pain in his back. He cursed, knowing full well he had too much the night before and someone jumped on it. However he was surprised the other was still there, usually they left him when he passed out. Of course if they were both drunk, he could understand why the other was still there. He heard a giggle of sorts behind him, his blood ran cold. Slowly the Englishman flopped back into his previous position and eased his eyes open blinking as the light blinded him. A figure started to from, and it only made his horror grow more.

Elizaveta was grinning at him kindly, but she had a look in her eyes that was, sort of crazed with pleasure. His drunk haze and confusion wore away from him, and he was happy to know it wasn't someone random. Arthur paled then blushed bright red, but he's still a bit happy that it's her and not someone else. However, the Englishman tongues was heavy in his mouth and he couldn't bring himself to say much.

"Good morning," Elizaveta said instead after a few seconds of awkwardness. "I was just came her to see if you were awake after your...fun night, there's a Mr. Honda downs stairs looking for Sheriff Jones." Why does she had to be so freaking casual about it? Arthur just sort of nodded. "I'll tell him, Sheriff Jones will just be a while."

Again Arthur nodded, watching as she left, skipping if he might add. He pulled the blanket over his head. Of all the regrettable things I've done drinking, I think waking up to her makes me want to curl up and die more. He thought and he started to curl but up onto Alfred.

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Post by Sheriff Jones Mon Apr 02, 2012 9:29 am

Alfred awoke to the sensation of a warm body curl up around him. Arthur, his mind immediately identified. He smiled sleepily and wrapped an arm around Arthur’s waist, snuggling up closer to him. He could feel the morning sun on his face, making it impossible for him to drift back into the blissful world of slumber. All he wanted to do was waste the morning in bed with Arthur - cuddling, drinking their coffee and tea respectively, and doing all that couple stuff that married men and women did together. But alas, the sun’s beams were too strong and he was quickly losing his grip on the land of sleep. He was left with no choice but to wake.

“Mmph…” He groaned, raising a hand up to his eyes to rub the sleep from them. Only fragments of what had occurred last night drifted in and out of his mind, but he clearly remembered screwing Arthur into the mattress. Not that this was anything to be ashamed of (they were technically engaged), but he also remembered they were no longer staying within the privacy of their own home, but in a popular inn. And if that wasn’t enough, Arthur was drunk and he was tipsy, meaning that their usual level of restraint had been tossed out the window. He really was an idiot -- what a brilliant way to start the morning.

Alfred opened his eyes, instantly zoning in on the lump of blankets curled up around him. “Morning Artie…” He greeted, gently tucking the blanket down a little so Arthur’s bed head peeked out. “What’s the damage?”
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Post by Crocky Kirkland Mon Apr 02, 2012 11:53 am

"Nooo!" Arthur whined childishly when he felt someone pulling at the blankets. He didn't want to move...or face any one at the current moment. Some light seeped through his bundle of blankets, making him shift in the bed and bury is face in the pillow below him. He groaned a bit at the pain, his body was killing him, and not in the usually post sex way. His ankle was throbbing with a constant reminder of pain, his must have moved wrong in his sleep, and his back side is a happy reminder. His whole body was sore as well and he just wanted to lie there and lazy the day away. He muttered the question, "damaged?" into the pillow and hardly understood himself and rolled over to face the young Sheriff.

"Morning," he grumbled out, moving some of the blanket down so he could see the other. "I don't remember much of what happened after the whiskey, but the soreness is helping me place some events." Elizaveta as well, but that was a different story that he figured was not the best to be telling Alfred in the morning. Though, he could leave out the part about her hearing them or knowing some how, and tell him about Kiku being downstairs. "I think I bothered my ankle last night when I was sleeping." He cuddled a bit closer to the American

"Honda's downstairs as well." Arthur said after a bit of a pause, "Elizaveta came in to open the blinds and wake us up...politely, I suppose." He grumbled a bit to himself.
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Post by Sheriff Jones Tue Apr 03, 2012 2:30 pm

Alfred couldn’t help but chuckle at Arthur’s childish whine when the covers were lifted back. Mornings were potentially Alfred’s favorite time of day, if only because his proper, English fiancée tended to act more like a child than an adult. He enjoyed cuddling, hide away from the morning sun by piling blankets around him or burying his face in Alfred’s shoulder, and was generally grumpy until he got his morning cup of tea. All of which, Alfred found unbelievably endearing. “I know, I know,” he apologized smoothly, “But we need to get up. I have a feeling we have another busy day ahead of us.” No way around that one -- that was for sure.

The young sheriff smiled down at Arthur when he emerged from his cocoon of blankets. “Yeah… sorry about that,” He said sheepishly when he mentioned the soreness. “I got a bit drunk last night too and well… I think you can fill in the rest.” No doubt Arthur was suffering the effects of their fun from the previous night and along with his ankle injury, well, Alfred could understand why he wasn’t so keen on moving. “Sorry about that darling,” He said, looking guiltily down at Arthur’s ankle. True, the circumstances in which Arthur received that particular injury hadn’t exactly been his fault, but that didn’t stop the guilt. “Of course I’ll help you get around today, so don’t worry about that.”

Alfred wasn’t surprised to hear that Kiku was downstairs, he had expected him to arrive sometime in the morning, but hearing that Elizaveta had been in unnerved him a bit. “Oh? Did she… oh that’s awkward.” He felt somewhat better knowing that the innkeeper wasn’t going to go around blabbing their little secret, but still, knowing that she had seen them was a little uncomfortable. “Well, okay than. Guess we can’t avoid it any longer.” He sighed and sat up, grabbing for his jeans. It took a few minutes to locate his clothing (he hadn’t paid much attention to where he had thrown it the previous night), but when he was relatively put together, he turned to Arthur. “Need help getting dressed?” He asked, eyeing his injured ankle skeptically.
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Post by Crocky Kirkland Tue Apr 03, 2012 4:52 pm

Arthur feels like a lump, he can't move, or rather he doesn't want to move at all. The job had made him soar before, not as bad as he was currently, but an ache when he would move or a bruise from someone drunk swinging. Arthur felt like he was just sort of there, to lazy and sore to do anything else aside from watch Alfred. He wanted to roll over and fall back asleep but he knew now that was impossible, the sun was out there was no point for him to sleep. He just sort of watched as Alfred talked, registering it, but finding he had nothing to say back so he just kept staring.

He watched the American get dressed, a bit annoyed with the fact that he was going to have to get dressed. The Englishman already knew he was too sore to play it off as nothing, and he could probably do it himself, but it would probably hurt. He nodded at Alfred before saying anything. "A little help won't hurt." Arthur said with a bit of a huff, trying to sit up, but sort of gave up half way through and was just leaning up on his elbows. Arthur had a feeling Alfred was going to practically have to dress him if Arthur didn't want him to feel too guilty about anything. "A little meaning a lot," Arthur admitted with a blush.
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