"It sounds funny saying this, but will you be my husband?"

Arthur stood there, speechless. Of course he wanted to say words; they just wouldn't come out of his mouth.

"Artie, I'm no expert, but I think this is the part where you give your answer." Alfred whispered.

Arthur sighed. "Al, that was incredibly cheesy, stand up." He said. Alfred didn't like where this was heading, but he stood. "I love you to death, Al, I really do." Here comes the 'but' I can tell, Alfred's inner voice said. "But are you sure?"

"Of course I am; I wouldn't have spent a thousand dollars on a ring if I wasn't." Alfred said.

Arthur opened his eyes wide and looked at the ring. "A thousand dollars?! Are you serious?" Arthur said and Alfred nodded. Arthur stopped looking at the ring and to Alfred. He sighed again with a sad expression. "Al, I have to tell you about someone I met back in England."

"Artie-?" Alfred sounded worried.

Arthur laughed, "No, it's not like that. I actually have to tell you about him. He was a little older than me and married. He and his wife were the nicest people you could meet. In public. But whenever we were alone, all he would talk about was how much of a bitch she was. I mean, how could you say such things to someone you supposedly loved? They'd known each other since they were kids; they were best friends, too. But they completely hated each other." Arthur's eyes started welling up, "And if a man and a woman who've known each other for so long can't work it out, what chances do we have? I don't want you to hate me, Al, and I don't want to hate you." He said, a lump growing in his throat as he was speaking.

Alfred cupped Arthur's cheeks and ran his thumbs under the Brit's eyes to stop the tears. "Artie, nothing you could ever do would make me hate you. And I know I can be kinda stupid sometimes, but you've never gotten really mad at me for it. Just nothing would make me happier than being married to you."

"Al, I-I," Before he could say anything else, Alfred gave him a deep kiss that lasted maybe 10 seconds. "Wh-what was that for?"

"Well, the way I see it, there's two options. First, you say yes and I would've kissed you anyway. Or, you say no and I at least got one last kiss from Arthur Kirkland." Alfred said.

"Then, I guess you did get a last kiss from Arthur Kirkland." He said, looking down. Alfred backed away. Arthur grabbed his collar and yanked him back into a deeper kiss, "But that's the first of many from Arthur Jones. Or Kirkland-Jones. Or Jones-Kirkland."

"We'll figure it out later." Alfred laughed and so did Arthur. Alfred wrapped his arms around Arthur and spun him around.

Once he was put back on the ground, Arthur gave a tight hug into Alfred's chest. He looked over Alfred's shoulder to the window of the cabin where Calli and Bridgette were smiling and jumping around. "It looks like we had an audience."

Alfred turned around to look at the girls and both of them laughed. He rolled his eyes and looked back to Arthur. They softly kissed each other again, and then pressed their foreheads together. "So much for our walk. Guess we gotta go deal with those hyenas." He took Arthur's hand and walked towards the cabin.

That night, they went out to a restaurant to celebrate Alfred and Arthur's engagement. There was only one conversation going on the whole time; their wedding that hadn't even happened yet. Afterwards, when everyone was getting in their cars, Calli went up to Arthur.

She pulled him aside, "Hey Arthur, we're all going to the movies,"

"Okay, we'll meet you guys there." Arthur said.

"No we're going to the movies. You and Al can go back to the cabin and spend some quality time together, 'kay?" she winked.

Arthur blushed, "Wait, no. You don't have to do that for us." He tried.

"Too late!" she called, heading towards her car. Arthur sighed and went to his.

The whole ride back to the cabin Arthur blushed and looked out the window. Alfred couldn't take the silence so he turned on the radio.

Hey, you're a crazy bitch, but you fuck so hard-

Arthur changed it quickly.

Let's have some fun, this beat is sick. I wanna take a ride on your disco stick-

Another station change.

Save a horse, ride a cowboy-

"Dammit!" Arthur shut off the radio completely and folded his arms. Alfred raised a brow then focused back on the road.

They got back to the cabin, and much to Alfred's surprise, no one was there. "Hm, I guess we're the first ones back." He said.

"Mmhm." Arthur said nervously, biting his thumb nail, and walking past Alfred.

"Artie, are you okay?" Alfred asked.

"Just fine." Arthur answered, still biting his nail. He sat down on the couch, and so did Alfred. A little too close for Arthur's sudden comfort. Alfred put his arm around Arthur's shoulder, emerald eyes looking anywhere but directly at Alfred.

"Did I do something wrong?" Alfred asked.

"No, of course not. Why?" Arthur fidgeted.

"You're kind of being avoiding." Alfred said.

"Am I? Haven't noticed." Arthur responded, still looking away. Suddenly random paintings of forests were interesting.

"Artie." Alfred tried getting the Brit's attention. It worked, Arthur looked back to him. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine." Arthur said.

"Alright, if you say so." Alfred said.

The two blondes chatted for 10 minutes until Alfred realized his friends weren't back yet. "When are they getting back?" he said, checking his watch.

Arthur looked off to the side, slowly turning his head back to Alfred, "Al, they're actually not coming back for a while." He said.

"What? Where'd they go?" he asked.

"To the movies." Arthur said, sheepishly.

"Wonder why they didn't tell us about it." Alfred said.

Arthur looked up at Alfred. He really did want 'quality time' with Alfred, but if everyone knew about it, was it really worth it? They'd be home tomorrow, they could wait until then. But then again the opportunity was right there, he should take it, right?

Right?

Right. Arthur grabbed Alfred neck and pulled him into a kiss. Arthur's eyelids closed shut, but Alfred wide open. "Artie, wh-wha-"Alfred stammered.

"We're going to be married right? This is just what married people do." Arthur said, continuing to deeply kiss Alfred. After the explanation, Alfred closed his eyes and started kissing back.

(Yeah, this story is rated M for a reason)

Arthur fell with a loud squeak coming from the springs on the bed, Alfred attacking the inside of his mouth with his tongue. Alfred ran his hands under Arthur's shirt to the smooth skin of his back. Arthur ran his hands through Alfred's sandy blonde hair, messing it up. They parted their lips when Alfred took off Arthur's shirt. He started kissing Arthur's neck down to his collarbone. Arthur rolled his head back with his eye closed, he gently pulled Alfred's hair to make him come back up and kiss him again.

Alfred started kissing Arthur, and pressed his forehead to Arthur's. Both blondes opened their eyes; Alfred would lower his lips to Arthur's in pecks. "I love you." He said.

"I love you, too." Arthur whispered. He slid his hand down Alfred's shoulder, taking off Alfred's usual bomber jacket. Once the jacket was hit the floor, Arthur ran his fingers up Alfred's stomach to get his t-shirt off and reveal the muscles Alfred had been working on since his first year in high school. Funny, he still had the libido he had in high school.

The first time Arthur saw Alfred's abs was when they first had sex. When Alfred took off his shirt, Arthur just stood there shocked.

"What?" Alfred asked.

Arthur shook his head, "N-nothing, but Al, you're…thin." Arthur said.

"Well, yeah." Alfred looked down to his stomach, "Did you think I was fat?"

"No offense, but yes." Arthur nodded. Alfred crossed his arms and pouted. Arthur laughed and started kissing him until they fell back on Alfred's old bed.

"Artie snap outta it." Alfred said, snapping his fingers in Arthur's face.

Arthur looked up from Alfred's abs to his face, returning from the flashback. "Huh? Oh yeah." He pushed Alfred to the side, and rolled on top of him. He straddled him, and even between the jeans he could tell Alfred was ready and waiting for this, hell they both were. He leaned down to start kissing a trail down Alfred's stomach, all the while grinding their lower regions together creating friction between the jeans. Alfred was grabbing the sheets and sighing pleasurably.

Arthur's head would move to the right, kissing the right side of Alfred's stomach, and then to the left to kiss the left side of Alfred's stomach. Arthur's hands went to Alfred's belt, and tried to remove the leather. "You pick today to propose, and knowing you'd probably get lucky, you chose to wear a belt." He said and finally got the belt off. Alfred chuckled while Arthur unbuttoned his pants. He tugged on Alfred's jeans until they came all the way off. His boxers had a bulge Arthur knew too well, he licked right above the waist band, making the content of the boxers twitch. Arthur decided to stop torturing the poor lad and removed the red and black flannel boxers, dropping them to Alfred's ankles.

Alfred lifted himself on his elbows. "Artie, are you gonna…?" he was nervous to even ask.

Arthur looked questionably at Alfred's member standing straight up. "Uhm, well… you bought me a thousand dollar ring. It's- It's the least I can do." He said, his voice shaky.

"Whoa, I buy you an expensive ring so you give me a blow job, that doesn't sound right." Alfred said.

"It doesn't when you say it like that! Look, do you want it or not? I'm not doing this for my health, you know." Arthur snapped.

"No, I definitely want it." Alfred quickly responded.

"Then just lie down, and stop staring at me! It's embarrassing enough to have to do this, I don't need you looking at me the whole time." Arthur said and after a sigh, Alfred obeyed.

Arthur gulped down excess saliva that was forming in his throat. He'd never done this kind of thing before, so he was nervous, but it was for Al. He reluctantly leaned in closer, and licked up Alfred's length. Alfred inhaled deeply and winced in pleasure. He gave the sheets another tight grab as Arthur lined him up to his mouth and he could feel Arthur's hesitant breaths. Arthur fully enveloped his mouth with Alfred, licking all sides with rolls of his tongue. Alfred moved his hand to Arthur's hair and grabbed as much as he could. Arthur started bobbing his head, Alfred's hand guiding his head up and down. Slowly at first, then more rapidly as the blonde getting the treatment was closer to completion. Arthur was tickled pink at Alfred reactions; when he hummed, he'd send small vibrations that made Alfred breathily swear.

"I-I don't want you to stop, but Artie, I-I'm about to cum." Alfred tried to warn Arthur.

"Mm,hmm" Arthur mumbled, not removing his mouth. Alfred tried holding it in, until Arthur let go of his member, but he wouldn't. He couldn't take it anymore and he splattered on Arthur. It came as a shock to Arthur; he started choking on it until he swallowed it all. He coughed a little bit, and then wiped some off of his lip. Alfred lifted himself up to make sure Arthur was alright.

"You okay?" Alfred asked while patting Arthur's back. Arthur nodded, and then put his arms on either side of Alfred. He smiled and leaned into Alfred, but the American leaned back down to the pillows and put a hand across Arthur's mouth.

"Mm?!" Arthur hardly said.

"Dude, I didn't even think you were gonna put that in your mouth, I don't want it in mine." Alfred said disgusted, not at Arthur but what was in Arthur.

Arthur gave and annoyed sigh and pulled Alfred's hand off his mouth. "Fine, then I guess that's all for tonight." Arthur said teasingly.

"No, no, no. Just… you like, get some water to drink or something, and I'll see if anyone's got some condoms. Okay?" He said hopefully.

Arthur looked incredulous at first, then shrugged and headed for the kitchen. "Alright." He said.

Alfred put this hands together and looked to the ceiling, Thank you, he mouthed. He pulled up his boxers and went to look in Tyler's room "C'mon Ty, don't let me down." He said as he examined the drawers. "Geez, what kind of newlyweds don't have any condoms?" he said to himself when he couldn't find any where he looked.

He tried looking in Daniel's room. In the very last drawer on the bottom, he saw a small orange rectangular box. "Oh, Daniel you're the man!" he said and took one. He cursed himself for not bringing some himself when he knew he was going to propose over the weekend.

When Alfred returned, he saw Arthur on the bed, completely naked. He was on his knees and hands facing Alfred, he ran a hand through his hair, and messed it up a bit. "Now for the part I like." He gave a devilish smile.

Alfred walked over to Arthur, cupped his jaw, and smiled into a kiss. Arthur put his weight on his knees, and rubbed his hands up Alfred's pecks to the back of his neck. The bed squeaked as Alfred lowered Arthur on his back, still kissing him. He had trouble getting his underwear off while still trying to kiss Arthur, and then putting on the condom, but he did it.

"I already did it while you were gone, just put it in." Arthur said, still kissing Alfred, but had to stop when Alfred needed to see where he was entering. "Ah-hah!" Arthur moaned when Alfred entered him.

Alfred looked at Arthur for the 'ok'. After a second of adjusting, Arthur nodded. Alfred pulled out as much as he needed to, and then slammed back inside, right at the spot only he knew of Arthur. Arthur yelped out and clung to Alfred's hair and shoulders. He wrapped his legs around Alfred's hips. As Alfred continued slowly thrusting into him, Arthur looked at his hand that was clutching Alfred's shoulder. Specifically, the third finger that had his ring on it… his future. 'Forever love' and so it would be, he wanted to love Alfred forever. His eyes had tears in their corners, he lifted Alfred's head in a bruising kiss. Alfred hated making Arthur cry, but sometimes it just happened. He knew they were always happy tears, but they still broke his heart.

"Artie, please stop crying." Alfred said, making the bed squeak louder and louder.

"I can't." Arthur said, savoring the feeling of Alfred inside him. He hugged Alfred tighter, getting his tears all in his fiancé's hair and some on his cheek. Alfred shook his head and continued grinding their hips together. "Al, faster." Arthur pleaded.

"But I wanna make it last." Alfred said.

"You're right. God, this feels amazing!" Arthur shouted in an estacitic gasp. Alfred ran his fingers on every inch of available skin that was on Arthur. He usually used sex to get Arthur to say how he really felt about their relationship, because Arthur had a tendency to be kind of stagnant otherwise, tonight was different. "I love you, Al. Please nev-er leave me. Hah, I need you." Arthur said.

"Don't worry. Uhn, I'm not going anywhere." Alfred kissed his neck and kept his head there, breathing heavily. "I love you, so very much."

Alfred wasn't one to cum quickly, but they had less than an hour to finish before the others came back and heard the bed squeaking as it was. Besides, Alfred's favorite part was cuddling with Arthur. Yes, he was a macho man, but he still loved to cuddle with the one he loved. Because even strong heroes like him cuddle.

"Artie, you ready?" He said after his thrusting times decreased.

"Yeah, together." Arthur said, almost over the edge of ecstasy.

"Now and forever. Huhn!" Alfred threw his head back as he climaxed.

"Al!" Arthur screamed, finishing with Alfred. He dug his nails into Alfred's smooth back, it probably hurt, but Alfred didn't seem effected by it. They both collapsed, sweating into the pillows and sheets. Alfred pulled out and disposed of the used condom in the trash can beside their bed. They wheezed as they looked into each other's eyes, Alfred rolled on his back so Arthur could be on his chest. The Brit pulled the covers up enough to cover their hips.

Alfred brushed the bangs from Arthur's face. Arthur looked up to his love, he smiled and grazed his fingers on Alfred's face. He softly puckered his lips to Alfred's for a soft kiss. Arthur slid his hand down to Alfred's chest, the hand with the ring on it so he could stare at it until he fell asleep, and then rested his head on Alfred's heart. Alfred put a hand behind his own head and the other on Arthur's back. This definitely was the man he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, he made the right decision. Both fell asleep moments later, wrapped up in a blanket and skin.

"How was I supposed to know you guys wouldn't like the movie?" Calli defended, stepping in the door.

"Yeah, we liked it. Why didn't you two?" Bridgette said, giggling and stepping in after her.

"We watched Magic Mike." Tyler said, coming in after them.

"Sorry we're not Al and Arthur, we don't like that kind of stuff." Daniel said, coming in last and shutting the door.

"Yeah, Al and Arthur weren't even there." Tyler said, sitting on the couch next to Calli.

"Bet they were havin' a bit of Magic Mike themselves." Calli said elbowing Tyler's side.

Bridgette sneaked away from the group to Alfred and Arthur's room. She quietly opened the door and slid herself in, but still holding onto the door. She saw Arthur on Alfred's chest with the ring so close to Arthur's face. Both had smiles on their faces. She gave a sad smile as she rested her head on the door. Al really isn't a kid anymore, huh? She thought to herself, and then inched herself out of the room and quietly closed the door.

She took a few steps back before she bumped into Daniel. "Oh, honey… you scared me." She said.

"Y'know, Al's not that little boy anymore. He's getting married." He said.

"Yeah, I know. It's just… strange to see him like this. He used to have a crush on a girl for two weeks then move on. Now he's in love and giving the rest of his life to, ha, his next door neighbor. It's just funny that he can grow up that fast." She said, looking off to the side.

"Madison's gonna be the same way." Daniel said.

"Don't remind me, she's already wearing makeup." Bridgette said. Daniel hugged her, and stroked her hair. "C'mon let's go to bed."

Alfred woke up the next morning and tried to sneak out of the bed to quickly pack their bags, because they were only supposed to have a three day weekend, it was the fourth day they stayed there. He picked up his boxers, inserting a leg to each whole then pulling them to his hipbone. Arthur woke up and shuffled himself up to see Alfred.

"Al, do you plan on leaving the room?" Arthur asked.

"Maybe, why?" Alfred asked. Arthur pointed to his shoulder that had scratch marks from the previous night. Alfred looked behind him and saw the marks.

"You might want to put on a shirt." Arthur whispered.

"Aww, dammit. Okay." Alfred said and began searching for one. He picked up Arthur's boxers and tossed them to the Brit. "You should help me pack since you're up." He said and bent down for more clothes.

"But I'm not up." Arthur groaned and pulled the covers over his head.

"Yes, you are. Besides you've got classes that you're missing." Alfred pulled the covers off.

"No, it's spring break." Arthur protested.

"Not for me, c'mon, people want their babies. I gotta go deliver them." Alfred gave up the struggle and started packing the clothes in suitcases. I didn't even bring my pager with me? Man, Rita's gonna chew me out. He thought. I'll just tell her about me and Artie then she'll forget about it.

"Ugh, fine." Arthur grabbed the pair of shorts and pulled them up, and then proceeded to assist Alfred.

After the bags were packed, the cars were loaded up, and goodbyes were said, the blondes went on the road to return home. Alfred put the car in drive and headed for the highway. He looked over with a smile at Arthur who smiled back at him. Alfred gave a wink at him and took Arthur's hand in his. On the way home, every light he'd stop at, he'd give a kiss to Arthur.

The two made it home safely, and they grabbed their suitcases out of the trunk of the car. Arthur opened the door to their apartment and both of them went to the bedroom to put down the luggage. Alfred wrapped his arms around Arthur and fell on the bed. Arthur laughed at the pecks Alfred gave his cheek, and then he gave a deep kiss of his own.

"Is it me, or does the apartment look different now that we're engaged?" Alfred asked.

"I'm sure it's just your imagination." Arthur said, and gave another kiss. "And I love it."

Alright, new story! Did I have you biting your nails for Artie's answer or what? No, not really, how could I not make him say yes? I mean I'm cruel, but I'm not heartless.

And I thought it was about time for some smut, am I right? Anyhow, hope you liked it. Once again, reviews are loved. I think this story will be longer than the last one.

I'm curious, I know when I'm writing/reading fanfictions I usually listen to music. So I want to know what song you're listening to when you read this, I was listening to 'One More Night' by Maroon 5. Well, that and 'Me and Mrs. Jones' sung by Michael Buble (his voice is magic~).