The King's Concubine [Kingy/Angel] - R18

A rattling gasp escaped Arthurs lips when Alfred finally touched his aching erection. The pressure from the warm tongue tracing up and the coolness left behind from the air made Arthur shiver and move his legs up so that they surrounded Alfreds head. When an even warmer heat surrounded his cock Arthur could not help but arch into the hands on his hips and the oh so wonderful sucking, covering his mouth with his hands to hide his moans.

Then Alfred realesed him, his cock exposed to the cold air of the chambers and Arthur could not help but moan through his hands for more. "N-no. Don't stop. Alfred." Arthur felt like he was dying, he had never had this much attention focused on him at once and it was the most wonderful thing he had ever experienced.

Arthur let out a sob when Alfred took him in again, a few tears escaping from his eyes and running down his face. A hand moved down and held onto the others hair, not gripping too tightly but enough to hold. All the sucking and movements Alfred was doing as well as the attention lavished upon him earlier had the angel speaking a string of words, mainly Alfreds name, begs for more and nonsense babble that was hard to decipher.

If Alfred didn't stop ARthur was worried he was going to explode.

Alfred kept the gentle sucking, enjoying every second of it as if he was indulging some candy. Small slurps could be heard whenever he had to breathe. Truly, every time Arthur's moan reached his ears, a sense of bliss filled his heart, and he knew, he needed nothing else in life. He intended to make Arthur come, but was stopped by the sound of sobbing. He released the angel's penis, lips all swollen and wet because of saliva and precum, and he looked up with concern painting his expression. Immediately, he crawled up to gently touch Arthur's cheeks, trying his best to wipe the tears away.

"Hey...what's the matter? Did I hurt you?"

The worried frown deepened as he wondered what he could have done wrong to make his beloved cry. "I could stop if that is what you want." Though he was pretty sure that Arthur had been begging for more just moments ago. So what was the problem?

Arthur stared up at Alfred when the man appeared in his line of vision. Even with the previous events they had both endured the sheer concern present on the others face was a strange thing to see. The angel turned his face into the touch on his cheek, brought his own hand up to cover Alfreds hand, and smiled.

"I'm just... happy." came the whispered reply. "There is so much attention on me. I never once imagined that this would happen."

Arthur lent up and pressed a chaste closed mouth kiss to Alfreds lips, before quitely whispering, "Don't stop. Please." and laying back down into the sheets.

"Should I go further?" He asked, meaning whether or not he should start preparing Arthur for the penetration. "We don't have to go all the way if you don't want to." Alfred was still worried after all. Everything that had happened made him mindful of his own actions. What was good, what was selfish, what would make the angel feel comfortable and safe?

Alfred covered Arthur's torso with reassuring kisses and at the same time enjoying the heat of the other's body. He wanted to hold Arthur forever and he would feel protected from everything.

Gentle hands trailed from Arthur's sides to his back, brushing against the pure white wings in a petting motion.

Knowing that the choice was his made the angel pause. He always sort of knew that if wanted to stop something then he only had to say so and Alfred would stop, but his training was to please his master at all times. The thoughts always warred in his head.
This time it sounded so sincere, and Alfred was giving him- the concubine- the choice of wether he wanted penetrative sex or not. Again Arthur knew that he should just lay back and spread his legs, let the King do whatever he wanted. It was just not what he wanted right now.

"Can...." Arthur shivered slightly at the soft touch to his wings "May we do something else please? We can keep going, just... no penetrative sex right now?"

Swallowing nervously (as some part of him still struggled with going against what he had been taught) Arthur carefully brushed Alfreds hair from his forehead and smiled at the other. Arthur wanted to kiss him, so he did. Pushing himself up on his elbows and leaning down to press their mouths together in a soft kiss.