Fanfiction Part 7

((WARNING!! Again..Passionate Adult Content >////< It's sort of a continuation of the last chapter. Read at your own risk.))

As the two men continued to grind, they fought with each other for dominance. Arthur gently kissed and nibbled Francis' shoulder and messed with his hair. And Francis had his hands underneath Arthur's pants, squeezing his butt as he nipped at Arthur's neck. After a few moments the two kissed passionately, Francis using his native tongue to explore all the crevices in Arthur's mouth.

Francis then turned beet red as his pants tightened even more."Hm?" Arthur He saw the bulge and chuckled lightly "My my Francis.." he put a hand on the bulge (over the pants) and stroked it with his hand "Someone's eager" he said teasingly. Francis harshly bit his bottom lip, stifling a moan. Arthur clicked his tongue a little and shook his head lightly "So it's not okay for me to do that, but it's okay for you to?" he asked with a small chuckle. He then stuck his hand down the frenchman's pants and lightly stroked his man meat, Arthur leaned in and whispered softly "That doesn't really sound fair, now does it Frannie?" he teased again. Francis quietly and softly moaned "A-Arthur.." he chuckled "Jou mustn't tease me so.". He then smirked and flipped the two of them over so Arthur was on bottom.

Francis kept one hand on Arthur's butt and moved his other one to Arthur's dongle . Francis then licked one of Arthur's nipples before seductively saying "Teasing will get jou in trouble~'. He then moved down to Arthur's *ahem*..dingle dangle, and slowly licked it from the bottom to the top before taking it into his mouth completely. "Nn~" the brit moaned softly with pleasure and put a hand in Francis' hair, gently gripping it.

((I'm not very good at typing or saying stuff like this so I think I'm gonna stop that stuff right there o~o I'm just gonna skip to the end of that. Sorry if I disappointed anyone >-<))

*le time skip*

Francis woke up in a daze; blurry vision, very fatigued, and his body ached like he'd just ran a marathon. He groaned a little "Nn..Zuit aller" He was all sweaty and gross so all he really wanted to do was take a shower. He yawned and glanced over at the other side of the bed, there was a lump of dirty blonde hair resting there while lightly snoring. Francis smiled and ruffled the brit's hair gently before whispering "Mon petit ange..(My little angel..)". He then placed a soft kiss on top of Arthur's head and went into the shower.

Meanwhile the british male woke up about ten minutes later "Mm.." he rolled over onto his stomach and looked at the other side of the bed to find it empty. He groaned, the frenchman had gotten up before him yet again. "Francis~" he called..no response. He turned back over and called again "Francisss" and with that, the frenchman popped his head out of the bathroom "Quoi? (What?)" he asked with a chuckle. The brit motioned with a finger for him to come over, Francis did as he was told and came over, fully dressed. "What is it mon cher (my love)?" he asked softly; Arthur pouted. Francis chuckled "Yes mon petit fleur (my little flower)?", Arthur then reached his arms around Francis' neck and pulled him down into the bed. "Agh!" The frenchman exclaimed with a chuckle "What was zhat for?". The brit giggled and wrapped his legs around the french before cutely saying "I wanted to cuddle."

Francis smiled and playfully sighed "Well I guess I can't argue with zhat. Especially with zhat face." he said then pinched Arthur's cheeks. The brit groaned with a laugh and gently pushed the french away "Francis nooo". The frenchman simply responded with "Zhat's not what jou were saying last night." and smirked slightly. Arthur blushed crimson red "F-Francis!" he sat up, embarrassed. The french chuckled "What? Jou know it's was funny!". He then wrapped his arms around Arthur's waist and rested his chin on his shoulder. He glanced up at him, and waited for a smile to form.

Arthur's face stayed straight for a few moments but the more he thought about the joke the funnier it seemed. He couldn't help but start to crack a smile, Francis grinned and poked his cheek "Zhere jou go, I see zhat small smile Arthur. Non hiding from me." he chuckled.

Francis then pulled the brit back onto the pillows ad kissed his nose lightly "Got jou cher" he smiled. Arthur blushed lighry and nodded with a small grin "Yeah yeah, you got me.". The brit wrapped his arms around the french's waist, rested his head on his chest, and let out a deep breath "I love you Francis.."

The frenchman put a hand in the other male's dirty blonde hair and played with it gently before saying "Je t'aime aussi Arthur.. (I love you too Arthur)..". Hearing that made the brit's heart skip a beat and he tightened his grip around the other slightly. The british male thought for a moment and looked up at the french, resting his chin on his chest. "Francis.." he said quietly, the frenchman replied "Oui mon amour? (Yes my love?)".

Arthur looked off to the side for a moment. and bit the inside of his cheek. He then looked back at the other and asked "Are you happy?". He paused then said "I mean..do I make you happy?". Francis' eyes widened slightly and immediately said "Of course jou do Arthur, not a question in my mind about it. What made jou ask zhis so suddenly?" he asked as he stroked the brit's hair. Arthur rested and cheek on Francis' chest to avoid eye contact and quietly said "Well..I mean.." he sighed. "I still feel really bad about how I used to treat you before well, all of this.. I was a complete jackass to you all the time and didn't care how it made you feel.. I regret those years immensely. I was just wondering if I could actually make you happy for a change..".

Francis frowned "Arthur..jou've put a lot of zhought into zhis 'aven't jou?" he asked. The brit shrugged lightly, not wanting to admit how often he had thought about it. Francis let out a small breath before sitting up in the bed with the brit across from him. He then softly said "I'm going tell jou a story mon cherie.". He started "Once upon a time zhere was zhis french guy. He hadn't been doing so well for a while, he was at the lowest point in his life actually. He felt like he was stuck in a bottomless pit of darkness. He hated everything about himself; when he looked in the mirror, he saw nothing worth while." Francis' hands and voice shook as he spoke, " He'd had an eating disorder for six years of his life and he couldn't take it anymore. He was ready to let go of everything: his family, what few friends he had, his entire life. He actually had made a plan for committ-" he paused and closed his eyes for a moment taking a deep breath in. Arthur squeezed Francis' hands gently and bit his bottom lip.

The frenchman let the breath out and opened his eyes back up with a small smile "One day something miraculous happened. The last person in the world he thought would want to help, would even care; that person came into his life like a beam of light and changed absolutely everything he thought he knew to be true." Francis smiled more and stared deep into the brit's eyes, a smile forming on his lips as well "He turned this guys world upside down. His life was no longer gloomy or full of anxiety. It was and still is full of joy and happiness.".

The frenchman chuckled "Arthur..mon amour (my love)..jou 'ave completely changed my life. I can't even express how happy I am zhat I 'ave jou to call my own. Nor could I ever repay jou for what jou 'ave done for me. Just..thank jou so much, for everyzhing.". Francis reached over and softly rubbed the brit's cheek "Jou make me zhe happiness person on zhe planet whenever jou're with me. And for zhat I am eternally grateful." Arthur's eyes were glossy with tears as he sat ony he edge of the bed, he didn't know what he could possibly say to that. He had no idea he meant so much to the frenchman..

Arthur was going to finally say something but Francis got up and got something out of a shoe box from the closet. The french looked down at his hand and chuckled "I didn't exactly plan on doing zhis today but..". The brit tilted his head questioningly, just then Francis got down on one knee on the bedroom floor and looked up at the british male. "I love jou so much Arthur.. And I 'ave non doubt in my mind zhat jou are zhe person I want to spend zhe rest of my life with.". The brit brought a hand up to his mouth, tears now falling down his pink cheeks.

Francis grinned and pulled out a small box and opened it, inside it was a ring. "Arthur Kirkland..w-will..will jou" the frenchman started to stumble. The brit gave out a half-hearted chuckle and practically tackled the frenchman. He then placed a soft kiss on his lips and smiled

"Yes."

The End

((So yeah, that's the end of this fanfiction guys ·u· I wanted to make this chapter extra special since it's the last one. That's one of the reasons I took so long to upload it.. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this fanfiction! I'll be putting up new ones and updating the other one sometime tomorrow. If you have any ideas for stories you want me to do just let me know ))