[Fan Fic] World Cafe

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Title: Strawberry Crimean Cream (Chapter 3)

Author: Yours truly ^^

Characters/Pairings: America x England

Rating: M

Warnings: Language, Sex Scenes, Strawberry Glaze Usage!

Summary: To make it up to Alfred, Arthur takes him on a secret getaway trip. Though he has ulterior motives, Alfred isn't going to let his attention slip by that easily.

(A special thanks to Hidekazu-sensei, my editor Hoshiko, and the wonderful creators at Coffee-Mate for giving me such delicious ideas. :9)

Read other chapters here:
www.fanfiction.net/s/5738905/3/World_Cafe

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters...but I do love them!

A special thanks to Hidekazu-sensei, my editor Hoshiko, and the people at Coffee-Mate for giving me these delicious ideas :)
Authors Note: Since the last chapter had only foreplay in it and next to no smut, I have decided to dedicate this chapter entirely to the smut. But don't worry the other characters will return in future chaps. :)

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Strawberry Crimean Cream

"It will be a piece of cake. I can assure you of that," the low British accent whispered into the receiver and gave a slight sigh. "Well that's what I'm here for. If you need anything else just call me."

With that Arthur walked back to his seat as the jet was preparing to land. He looked over to Alfred and smiled holding up a bandanna. "Here you are love."

Alfred grinned and shook his head. "I still can't believe you won't tell me where we're going. As if I hadn't figured out it was nowhere in Europe or North America. Considering how long we've been on this aircraft."

Arthur shook his head and began blind folding him. "I'm sorry. You're just going to have to trust me on this one."

"Well at least this time we are alone and don't have to worry about getting interrupted," Alfred grinned. "So I guess I don't mind being blindfolded or tied up."

Arthur laughed and tied the last loop. "Well you might be in luck this weekend."

Alfred raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And why is that?"

Arthur grinned sitting back and buckled up as the city outside of the window came into view. "Oh...you'll see."

They exited the aircraft and Alfred used his ears and nose to help him figure out where they were. The language, the accents, and the smell of the food was the main key here. "Are we...in Russia?" he asked after hearing the announcement over the intercom.

Arthur laughed and untied the bandana. "Well aren't you just sharp?" he teased and nodded. "Welcome to Sochi, Russia."

Alfred walked out of the front "special" terminal and looked out the large glass windows. The skyline of the resort city was breath taking as it over looked the vast waters of the Black Sea and bordered the Caucasus Mountains.

"I take it this is your first time here?" Arthur asked as he took Alfred's hand and led him towards the security area. The limo was waiting for them on the other side and Arthur did his best to get them both away from the airport without being seen by the press.

Alfred looked at Arthur and smiled as they headed off towards the city. "No I haven't. But I was going to have soon due to the Winter Olympics being held here soon." Alfred then narrowed his eyes a bit and looked over to Arthur. "Wait a second. Is that what we are here for? You wanting to get some sort of information on the upcoming Olympics?"

Arthur looked over to Alfred quickly and shook his head. "What? No, what would make you think that?" he asked nervously. Of course if Alfred were to find out that this was the reason they were there then he would be pissed for sure.

"Well then why else would you bring me all the way to Russia? I mean...you don't even like it here. You told me yourself," Alfred asked growing even more suspicious as the ride towards the shopping center went on.

Arthur could have sworn this would have been easier if they didn't already have such close relations with Ivan himself. It was hard enough getting clearance into Russian airspace without Ivan finding out. "Listen, if I tell you the real reason will you promise me that you will enjoy the time that I have set up for us here?"

Alfred crossed his arms and looked to him a bit disappointed and shrugged. "Depends on what it is you are going to tell me."

Arthur looked away from him and out the window. "There is a tea plantation that is grown in this area that...that I want to try first hand."

Alfred watched him carefully and then shook his head smiling. "Is that all? You just wanted to come try some tea fresh so that you wouldn't have it shipped to you in a bag?" He then laughed. "HA! Well if that's the case, drink you're little heart out."

Arthur secretly let out a sigh of relief. What he said wasn't a complete lie, but that wasn't the main reason they were there either.

"Man I'm starving," Alfred groaned placing his hand on his stomach. "Want to stop and get some good ol' authentic Russian food?"

Glad that the subject had completely changed, Arthur nodded and told the driver to pull over. "Sure, as long as they have the right kind of tea in this place."

Alfred laughed and opened the car door once the car stopped. "You and your tea time. You know, when I found out that Ivan had that in his home as well I was way more than surprised."

Arthur rolled his eyes. "I told you that I wasn't the only one who did it. I can't believe you are so shocked about this."

Alfred shook his head. "No. I can't believe that someone else actually takes time out of the day to make sure to have that stuff."

Arthur got out of the car after Alfred, rolling his eyes. "Oh please. And like you eating hamburgers and fast food isn't an odd obsession."

Alfred grinned. "Hey. I've been dieting really well the past few years," he said flexing his biceps. "You know you want to touch them. Go on...touch them!"

Arthur laughed and shook his head. "I thought you were hungry."

Alfred turned to face the restaurant and smiled. "You're right! Let's go inside!" he said pulling Arthur into the building.

They took their seats and, after ordering, Arthur looked over to the dessert menu. He was just about to reach for it when Alfred grabbed onto it and opened it up. "I thought you wanted tea after dinner. Not sweets."

Arthur snatched the dessert menu from Alfred's hands and grumbled. "Well what do you propose I have with the bloody tea? Air?"

Alfred laughed and ran his foot up Arthur's leg under the table. "You are so cute when you're all pissy."

Arthur looked up at him and then back down to the menu. "Well I know you're going to want something so do you want me to tell you what they have?"

Alfred ran his foot further up Arthur's leg. "I can read you know."

"Yes, but I don't want you just picking out something random and then getting sick like our last trip," Arthur said shivering at the memory.

"Hey, I thought it was tuna! You can't tell me that color didn't look like tuna color!" Alfred pouted as their food came. "You know I wish you wouldn't remember everything we did."

Arthur held his fork just inches away from his mouth and smiled. "But I like remembering every moment I spend with you."

Alfred held his spoon in his mouth as he looked into Arthur's eyes. He smiled slowly and blushed looking back down at his bowl of soup. "Do...do you really mean that?"

Arthur reached his hand over to touch Alfred's and he nodded. "Of course I do. The good, the bad, even the unfortunately stupid times. They are all precious memories to me." He smiled to him. "You know why?"

Alfred blushed even more and shook his head slowly. "No...why?"

"Because I have the most memories with you...than I do with any other person on this planet. And for me...that means and says a lot. Considering you aren't even that old."

Alfred took another bite of his soup and smiled widely. "You're trying to butter me up for something aren't you?"

Arthur looked a little shocked and laughed. "What? No! Can't I compliment you and actually mean it? I honestly said what was on my heart just then."

Alfred flipped his hand over and held Arthur's hands softly. He gave it a small squeeze before finally looking into his eyes again. "Well good. Because I feel exactly the same way. I may not have seen you everyday like I did Matthew or Mexico, but I always looked forward to seeing your face. Even when I left to do some growing on my own and become my own nation. Deep down...I wanted you to be the one to recognize me. I didn't care about anyone's opinion about me. All I cared about was seeing that ship over the horizon, and seeing you walk through my door."

"Al..." Arthur whispered as he blushed furiously and shook his head taking his hand back. "Cut it out! We can't sit here all day and eat cold soup. We have to get our desserts and get out of here. I think they're closing soon."

Alfred continued to stuff his face. "Alright," he said in between slurps. "Anything look good to you?"

Arthur smiled and scanned over the desserts menu. "Hm...how about this?" he wondered, lying the menu flat down and pointing to the picture. "The strawberry Crimean cream."

Alfred looked at it over his bowl and licked the soup from his lips. "Looks good. Want to take it to go?"

Arthur looked at the clock on the wall and nodded as he called the waiter over and ordered it to be packed up. "Al..." he said softly as he waited for the waiter to come back. "Did...did you mean all of those things that you said earlier?"

Alfred stood up and stretched as he took the Take-Out box. "Of course I did. I thought you would know that already."

Arthur looked to him with a raised eyebrow and shook his head. "Well as long as you keep that same cute attitude of yours then I don't think you have to worry about me not coming back."

Alfred poked Arthur's cheek as they exited the restaurant together. "Good. Because even if you told me to leave you alone...I don't think I would be able to."

Arthur sighed. "Somehow I think that statement is going to come back to haunt me."

"Don't you mean bite you in the ass?" Alfred asked opening the limo door.

"That would be something you would say," Arthur replied while trying to hide his laugh.

"And do," Alfred grinned getting in the limo after him.

Arthur blinked and motioned for the driver to continue to the hotel.

"So...what do you want to do when we get back to the hotel?" Alfred asked wiggling his eyebrows.

"Anything. Maybe a nice warm bath, sit on the balcony and watch the sun set...and then," he started.

"Cuddle next to me? Naked? Preferably with this tasty dessert on top of you?" Alfred grinned.

"Yeah. We'll see," Arthur smiled.

When they arrived at the hotel, check-in was done quickly and they were shown to their room. Alfred immediately ran over to the balcony of the suite and opened the door as the sun was already beginning to set. "Artie...you gotta come see this."

Arthur was in the middle of taking off his shirt when he decided to pull it completely off and toss it onto the bed. He walked over to the balcony and smiled. "The sunset really is beautiful no matter where you're watching it."

Alfred grinned as he looked him up and down nodding. "You are beautiful. No matter what you're wearing."

Arthur blushed furiously and furred his eyebrows. "That's not what I said!" he huffed and began making his way back into the room.

Alfred wrapped his arms around Arthur's waist from behind and pulled him closer to keep him from walking away. "I know," he whispered into his ear. "But that's just what I wanted you to hear."

Arthur's face flushed a bright red as he squirmed out of his grasp and walked further into the room. "Well you said it so are you happy?" he asked reaching to grab his shirt off the bed.

Alfred crept up behind Arthur and pushed him down onto the bed.

Arthur plopped down and turned his head around in confusion. "What the bloody hell was that for?"

Alfred smiled. "Did I mention I love the way you get all riled up and angry?" he asked softly and began to climb on top of him.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Arthur asked as Alfred took the shirt from his hand.

"Weren't you the one who said I could be tied up and blindfolded at some point on this trip?" Alfred reminded.

Arthur looked up at him and laughed a little. "Well aren't we impatient?" he asked pulling Alfred's shirt over his head. He carefully ran his hand over those well toned biceps and grinned widely. "And I thought you were going to eat dessert before we go on with this."

Alfred licked his lips and bent down next to Arthur's ear. "I already have some right in front of me," he whispered and began nibbling on his ear.

Arthur ran his hands through Alfred's hair and pulled his lips closer to him. "Is that so? Do you think...of me as your dessert?"

Alfred lifted his head and nodded slowly. "Or else I wouldn't be suggesting that you were now would I?"

Arthur pushed Alfred from behind him and pinned him down under him. He licked his lips and straddled his waist. "Well it's too bad that I'll be the one getting the dessert tonight."

Alfred looked up at him and laughed a little. "So you think you can take me, huh?"

Arthur quickly reached over to the edge of the bed and grabbed his tie. He then tied both of Alfred's hands together and pinned them back down over his head. "There. I think I am fully capable of taking you now."

Alfred raised an eyebrow and shrugged looking away from him. "Well I guess now all I need to hope for is that you won't bore me."

Arthur growled a little. "Was that a challenge?"

"Take it as you will, love," he mocked and grinned widely.

Arthur pushed himself off of Alfred and quickly stripped all of his pants off. "Oh I will take it," he said before pulling the rest of his and Alfred's clothes off. "With cream."

Alfred looked to him a bit confused before he realized what he was talking about. "You're going to eat MY dessert?"

Arthur nodded and grabbed the dessert take out box. "Not just eat it. Eat it off of you," he said as he opened the box slowly.

"That's cruel. I was really looking forward to that too."

"Oh I might let you have a taste." Arthur smiled. "That is if you behave yourself."

Alfred adjusted his hands to rest under his head and nodded. "I'm ready."

Arthur took the plastic spoon out of the wrapper and began scooping the toppings onto Alfred's chest, smoothing the whipped cream and strawberry glaze down his rock hard abs. "It's looking yummy already."

Alfred could feel himself hardening just from watching. That and the toppings were still a bit cold. "Well what are you waiting for? Give it a try."

Arthur licked his lips seductively as he looked into Alfred's eyes. Those deep blue pools of warmth and love only made him want to continue until he had given him the satisfaction he deserved. He leaned over licking up from his navel until he made his way to Alfred's lips, in which he planted a passionate kiss.

Alfred could taste the strawberry on Arthur's lips and it only made him go wilder. "Mmm...that is good."

Arthur nodded and kissed his cheek before reaching for the spoon again. "But I'm only getting started," he said as he began continued to spoon the rest of the toppings over Alfred's chest. "And don't forget the glaze," he grinned and rubbed it up and down Alfred's hardened shaft.

Alfred closed his eyes and moaned under his breath at the touch of his lubricated hand on him. He looked down to see Arthur's evil gleam in his eyes. He knew what that meant. He was serious.

Arthur leaned over and began licking the glaze from in between Alfred's thighs. He continued on until he reached the tip of his hardened self before he fully engulfed it in his mouth.

Alfred bit his lower lip to suppress the loud moan he was about to yell out as he slowly lifted his hips up higher to go deeper into Arthur's mouth. Arthur grabbed onto the base and began rubbing up and down, his tongue dancing around the top causing Alfred to squirm at his every movement. He loved being in control. Usually, Alfred was the one that was making him do all the moaning, squirming and blushing. But now it was his turn; to remind him just how good of a lover he was.

"A-Arthur~" he gasped as his toes began to curl against the bed sheet.

Arthur looked up at him and could do nothing but smile. His face was flushed, his eyes were filled with lust and his body was glistening from the sexy sweat and glaze. In an instant Arthur pushed himself up and was now hovering over Alfred's body, his hands on either side of his head and his hips teasingly rubbing against his.

Alfred took in a deep breath feeling the cool air from his hard-on being released from Arthur's mouth, but it was quickly replaced with the warmth of Arthur's skin rubbing against his own. He let out a sigh as he bucked his hips into Arthur's causing their members to rub together. "A-Arthur..."

"Yes...love?" he asked looking down at him. The light from the sunset shone over his back, giving him a heavenly glow.

"I...I love you," Alfred managed to slip out before lifting his arms to wrap his tied up hands behind Arthur's head pulling him down so that their bodies were lying directly on top of one another. The sweet strawberry taste only made the passionate kiss that much more delicious to him.

Arthur ran his hand down Alfred's side and lifted himself up a bit. His tip was teasing the outside of Alfred's entrance.

"W-wait..." Alfred pleaded before moving to sit up. "Let...let me have some of you before you finish with me."

Arthur thought for a moment and saw the half of the dessert that was left in the box. "Fine, but do it tied up."

Alfred grinned. "You say it as if it would be hard."

Arthur laughed a little and lay back on the bed. "Then go ahead and have a taste."

Alfred reached his hands over to the box and skillfully grabbed the spoon that was lying at the bottom. He then began carefully scooping a trail of glaze right down the middle of Arthur's body. "This looks about right."

Arthur laughed again and shook his head. "You are such a freak."

"Look who's talking," he said holding up his tied hands before bending over and giving him a lick straight down the line.

Arthur felt a shiver go up his spine while the tongue was racing down. He closed his eyes for a second before opening them again to watch him.

Alfred grabbed onto him and slid his sticky member inside of his mouth. "Mmm..." he smiled at the taste of the dessert mixed with the wetness in his mouth.

Arthur closed his eyes again and moved his hips up against him slightly. "Ahh...Al..."

Alfred continued bobbing his head up and down, slowly quickening his pace before he sat up straight. Arthur's face was red as a beet. The look in his eyes were dangerous and Alfred knew that he was about to get it.

Arthur shot up and pushed Alfred back on his back before pushing himself into him quickly.

Caught by surprise, Alfred let out a loud moan as soon as his head hit the bed. "Ahhh! Ar-thur!"

Arthur continued to thrust himself in and out of him as he kept Alfred's hands pinned above his head. He had gone beyond the point of wild. He was ready to rock him silly. Alfred panted as he slid his hands down Arthur's waist while using his feet to rest on his small soft butt cheeks. The thought of those cheeks made him smile and use that strength to roll Arthur over so that he was on top of him now.

"Wha-what are you doing?" Arthur whispered trying to catch his breath.

"Having more," Alfred answered as he slid his hands out of the knot and grabbed a hold of Arthur's waist. Looking down at him, Alfred slid himself into him and let out a moan of pleasure. He didn't know how this would be possible, but they were always coming up with new ways to keep this bedroom loving interesting.

Arthur could feel him pushing inside of him and he squirmed to keep his own self inside of Alfred. With some awkward adjusting and angling on Alfred's part he was right back to pushing in and out of him.

Alfred could barely contain himself long enough to enjoy the double pleasure. He wanted to release himself all over him. Inside of him. With him. "Ar-rthur!"

Arthur continued to push himself up into him as he felt the warm liquids seeping out. "A-Al I...I think I..." Before he could even finish his sentence, he thrusted one last time and came into him.

Alfred, upon feeling this, pushed himself hard into him before collapsing on top of him. He began gasping for air and looked over at Arthur with a smile. "You know...we are so terrible..."

Arthur laughed a little and began stroking the back of Alfred's neck softly. "Oh? And...why is that?" he asked softly.

"Because. We haven't been in the city for twelve hours and already we've done it."

Arthur laughed again and shook his head. "I suppose you wanted to at least wait until... when exactly?"

"Nothing. I just thought that you would want to wait until we at least did something in the city before we..."

"We went to dinner. That's something right?" Arthur suggested.

Alfred laughed kissing Arthur's lips softly and nodded. "Of course it is. And if I could just do that every day with you...then there is nothing else in this world that I would rather do."

Arthur laid back and let out a sigh of content. "Thank you Alfred. I really...needed this get away."

Alfred shook his head as he drifted off to sleep. "No need to thank me. Because no matter what...I will always run with you."

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(Hope you enjoy the chapter! Look out for my next chapter coming soon!)