AU-sweet devil

Summery- Alfred was once an angel, the most beautiful angel there was. But he was unhappy, he wanted something he could never have, well not as a angel anyways, so he fell from Heaven. So years later Arthur, a higher ranking angel has to face the Demon King in a peaceful meeting, or so he thought.
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"Alfred!" Arthur yelled, tears falling from his eyes as he watched his little brother fall down from heaven. His beautiful white feathers were falling behind him as he started to fall.

"My lord!" One of the angels held Arthur back by his right arm. The Brit struggled to get away and go after his beloved brother. But the grip on him was too strong.

"Please my lord, if you follow him you'll fall as well." Another angel said as he tried to hold Arthur back by the left arm.

"I can't just-"

"You have to... he made his choice." Arthur's tears continued even after Alfred was no longer visible, but he managed to calm down enough. The two angles released the crying archangel and let him fall to the floor. He covered his mouth as he silently wept on the floor.

"Arthur." A gental touch on his shoulders brought his attenchen to a Hungarian angel. She smiled softy and kneeled down next to him. "I know... but you did all you could, it's not your fault. Please my lord, don't cry." Her words were soft and filled Arthur with a sense of calm. She always did clam him down.

Arthur placed his hands in his lap and nodded. He smiled when the female angel wrapped her arms around him, bringing him into a warm embrace.

~~~

The blond groaned when he felt a soft hit to his head.

"Arthur?" Francis said, one hand on his hip and the other holding up a scroll. When the archangel didn't bother waking up Francis hit him again. "Arthur!" The Brit frowned and opend his eyes just enough to look up at the French angel.

"Wha?"

"You have a meeting today remember?" Francis placed the scroll down on the nearest table.

"Ah, yes the meeting with the Demon King." Arthur sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"You were having that dream again? The one where Alfred falls?"

"So what?"

"Arthur you haven't seen him in 400 years, it's time to move on. He's no longer a angel." Arthur narrowed his eyes and got up. He took the scroll that was placed on his table a few hours age before he dozed off.

"I'm fine, you worry too much."

"I know I do, but I can't believe that Alfred would fell willingly."

"He's nothing but a trader."

"Maybe but he rose through the ranks pretty fast. To think your beloved little brother became King of the demon realm." Arthur sighed and stretched his wings that were closed behind him, they spread as he lifted his arms.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come?"

"I'm not a child."

"I know Arthur, it's just you're dealing with the King of demons, you can't show any weakness. Even if he is your brother."

"Don't worry Francis... that bastard, I no longer see him as my brother." Arthur said before he left the room.

~~~

The meeting room was a reserved area, only archangel could go into it. Other angels, if they tried, would burn to death.

The hall to the room was a clean white, at the end were two giant white with gold trim doors. Arthur sighed as he looked at the doors. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he entered the room.

It was completely empty, except for the desk that sat in the middle of the room. The desk had a two way mirror in the middle of it, a barrier that allowed the people to talk. It was like a computer monitor that was set on Skype, a thin magical glass that separated the two worlds.

Arthur gasped when he saw the Demon King smiling at him. His legs crossed and his elbow on the table to supported his chin.

The Brit took a moment to look at Alfred's new appearance. His hair was black, dark horns at the side of his head, pointed ears, leather wings that were closed behind him, dark military clothing, and yet his eyes kept that same sky blue color.

"It's bine a while hasn't it Arthur?" Alfred's voice was deeper then Arthur remember. Arthur tried to control the shiver that was trying to run down his back. The archangel cleared his throat and nodded.

"Yes, it has... you changed a lot, you grown more abject." Arthur smiled and crossed his arms.

"Abject you say? Really now, who's the one that decides that heaven is superior to hell?"

"This false sense of class should have bine long amended."

"Alright I'm not here to argue with you." Alfred said as he leaned back in his chair. Arthur tensed when he heard a crack and before he knew it the barrier was broken.

Glass shattered everywhere as the demon came through and into the room; into heaven.

"The field!" Arthur gasped and jumped back.

"But I'm not here to talk either." Alfred said as he passed through. "Do you know why I wanted to take this hypocritical and demanding role as Demon King?" He grabbed one of Arthur's wrists and brought it closer to his face.

"Ow...!" Arthur winced at the pain. The wrist Alfred grabbed was burned. Alfred smiled and kissed his palm.

"It's because this is the only way I get to meet with a archangel." Arthur moved his free hand to grab his wand that was under his toga, he quietly removed his wand to be able to fight back. Alfred seeing this moved his other hand and pointed. From his index and middle fingers a small bolt of electricity hit Arthur's hand.

The angel winced again. He wasn't given time to recover because Alfred's grabbed his blond hair. With the force he used Arthur's head fell back and he cried out as his forehead started to hurt.

Alfred leaned up to look the Brit in the eyes.

"I came here to get you." He smiled down at the angel.

Alfred moved again to sit on the desk behind him and crossed his legs. He grabbed Arthur by the collar of his white toga and brought him closer.

"Finally. Finally I have you." Alfred released his hold on Arthur's hair, he used a small amount of his magic to heal the burn before he pulled the angel even closer. His gloved hand caressed Arthur's cheek. "Finally I can look at you as an equal." The demon leaned in closer and his smile grow. "I always wanted you."

Arthur's eyes widened as the demon got closer.

"Al?" He managed to say before Alfred's lips were on his.

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Arthur scream was swallowed up by the kiss. His lips burned and he struggled to get away from the other, but Alfred held him tight.

The pain started to go away after a while but Arthur winced when Alfred's tongue ran over his bottom lip, causing a painful sting.

Arthur gasped at the pain which allowed Alfred to slip his tongue into the angels mouth. Arthur felt tears run down his cheeks as the tongue explore his mouth. Ever move it made was painful, but the pain was becoming bearable. Arthur couldn't help the small moan that escaped when Alfred's tongue found his. Arthur tried to push back at the appendage but it only riled the demon more.

Arthur started to feel light headed and just before the Brit could pass out Alfred pulled away. Arthur gasped for air as his eyes gazed up at Alfred. The demon smiled and moved the hand that was on his cheek to his shoulders.

"I can't believe I can finally do this to you." Alfred's hand snaked under Arthur's toga. "I waited so long for you Arthur."

Arthur's eyes widened and he began to struggle again. He tried his best to move back but his body was weaker then usual. He never had to deal with this much pain before. Arthur's writs acing and there was a bitterness in his mouth.

"Stop! Let me go!" Arthur struggled for a few more seconds, Alfred watched with amusement at the helpless Brit. The quicker he gives in the less pain he'll have to feel. Alfred got tired of Arthur yelling at him and his struggling, he jumped forward and pinned the angel down.

Arthur struggled of course, but Alfred used his magic and bind Arthur's wrists together with a dark purple like string that was surrounded by some sort of black energy. 

The demon smirked as he sat up to look at his work. Arthur, his former brother, was bound and completely helpless, his cheeks were a deep red as he glared up at the other sitting on top of him. He couldn't use his magic, not without his wand, and there was no use calling for help. The room was sound proof and any angel that wasn't an archangel would burn to death.

"Oh Arthur, if you keep looking at me like that you'll burn a hole through my head." The demon joked, his hands gentaly roamed over Arthur's neck. Alfred chuckled when Arthur bit his lip to quiet himself. "Sorry it must hurt huh? To you something so pure being touched by me, a demon, it must sting a little." Alfred's hands traveled lower snaking under Arthur's toga to his chest.

Arthur turned his head to the side and shut his eyes as he tried to endure the small pain. Arthur's eyes shot open when he felt the demon rub his nipples.

"Ow..." Arthur mumbled quietly, clenching his teeth and closing his eyes as Alfred continued with the action.

"Your nipples are more sensitive." His smirk turned wicked as he got an idea. He removed his hands, laughed under his breath as he heard a sigh of relief from the angel. He pulled down the white cloth so he could get a better look at his chest and stomach. Arthur yelped and struggled but one of Alfred's hands moved and roughly grabbed his writs to keep him down as he leaned down and gave a long lick to Arthur's chest.

Arthur froze when he felt something wet touch one of his nipples. Arthur screamed when Alfred closed his mouth around the light pink bud and suck. Arthur's chest hurt and his wrists felt like they were on fire. He arched his back when he felt Alfred bite down gentaly before going back to sucking.

"St... stop! Alfred you're-you're hurt-mah...!" 

It hurt, but there was another feeling mixed in with the pain. For a few seconds it actually felt good. And the small but strong jolts of pleasure he got was eating away at Arthur.

He hated it... this, and he just wanted it to be a dream, but another part was making Arthur accept the situation and make him want more of the pleasure.

Alfred's other hand moved down slowly, taking it's time caressing the angels soft white skin. Alfred released Arthur's nipple with a wet pop. He moved back to look at the angels flushed face.

Arthur's head was turned to the side, his eyes half lid and filled with tears as he tried his best to glare at Alfred from the corner of his eye. Alfred laughed at how cute the angel was being.

"I know, it must burn Hm? But don't worry you'll be feeling better in no time." Alfred's hands traveled lower, feeling the softness of Arthur's creamy white stomach. He rested his hand there for a few seconds. Feeling the way Arthur's stomach moved with each heavy breath. Alfred then continued to move his hand further down the angels body.

Arthur's eyes widened when he felt Alfred touch his half hard erection through the toga.

"Haha you can pout and say you don't like this but I got all the proof I need down here." Alfred said proudly and began to stroke Arthur's eraction. Arthur moaned and bucked his hips up instinctively at the wonderful feeling. Arthur hated that with just a few strokes his dick was fully erected and he was putty in Alfred's hands. He didn't want to give the demon that power, but he couldn't help the loud and very emberesing moan that escaped his lips and sent his mind into a deeper haze.

Alfred watched with glee as he rubbed his thumb over the slit. The pre-cum that gathered there made the white cloth wet.

The demon watched as Arthur slowly because a mess as he continued with his rubbing and stroking. He was proud that he was the one making his former brother like this. He waited so long for Arthur, and now he was going to have him. The thought made him want to ripe off his own clothes and take the Brit then and there. But he waited, he wanted Arthur to feel good before he did. But the moans, pants, and the faces Arthur was making were breaking his sense of control.

Alfred rubbed the slit a few more seconds before he moved back. Arthur panted heavily as Alfred started to rid himself if his clothes. Arthur looked back at the demon thinking that it was over.

Alfred was undoing the buttons on his shirt, and when he pulled it off and tossed it somewhere he noticed Arthur staring at him. Alfred smirked and moved to hover above Arthur, his hands on either side of the blonds head.

"You like what you see? It has bine a while. I'm sure I'm a lot better looking then before." Alfred gentaly pinched Arthur chin and kissed him. Again Arthur winced at the pain but he soon forgot about it when Alfred's tongue slipped in and dominated Arthur's.

Arthur felt hot and his body hurt but he couldn't do anything about it. He tried to get his wrists free from the magic bounds but couldn't.

Alfred's hands moved down to rub Arthur's hips and thighs as the demon pressed his bare chest to Arthur's. Alfred moaned at the feeling of having Arthur's skin on his, it was an addicting feeling, one that Alfred couldn't wait to saver everyday.

Alfred grabbed Arthur's ankles and pushed his legs open so he could rest in between them. Alfred moved down to lick Arthur's neck as his hands worked on his belt.

Arthur's face, now red as a tomato, got redder, if possible, at the sight of Alfred removing his pants alone with his boxers. Alfred laughing when he sow Arthur face.

"Don't worry honey, it's nothing you don't have."

"D-don't say such vulgar thing!" Arthur snapped tried to hide his fear.

"Haha, like you could tell me what to do." Alfred grabbed Arthur's toga; that was still covering his pelvis and uper thighs. He practically ripped the piece of clothing off of Arthur's body. The angel yelled when he was suddenly nacked. Alfred licked his lips at the sight of Arthur's nacked body and chuckled when he noticed that his wings were shaking.

"See~ you have the same body parts, though yours are a bit smaller."

"W-what?!"

"Don't worry Arthur, it's cute. I always thought you might have a more feminine body." Alfred smiled and slowly ran his hands down Arthur's thighs, feeling them shake underneath his touch.

Alfred was being as gental as he could but yet Arthur still felt pain, it wasn't his fault really. Alfred knew he would hurt Arthur in the process, and the next part was going to hurt like a bitch.

Alfred moved his hands down to his cock, spreading some of the pre-cum over his dick as a make shift lubricant. He moaned deeply at the feeling, one hand went to grab Arthur's hip and the other positioned his cock to the angels entrance. There was no need to prepare Arthur, it was going to hurt either way. Preparing Arthur would hurt the Brit more, having the demons fingers inside would sting like hell, now imagine having Alfred's dick in him.

Arthur's eyes widened in horror and he struggled against the binds, he pleaded with the demon, tears falling from his eyes none stop. Arthur knew what he was going to do and it scared the Brit to death. Not just from the pain he'll feel but that he'll fall, Arthur's wings will crumble and he won't be an angel anymore.

Alfred ignored him and pushed in slowly through the tight muscles. Alfred moaned at the feeling of Arthur's walls closing around him.

Arthur's blood curtailing scream filled the empty room, he arched his back at the pain.

The pain in his ass was unbearable and he felt like he was drawing in pain. Arthur's white feathers started to fall quietly and his halo had a small crack in it.

Alfred moaned when he was fully inside. It was a tight fit but he didn't blame the angel. He looked over at Arthur and smiled.

Alfred rocked his hips slightly and Arthur cried out.

"I know it hurts, but it's only going to get worse if you don't loosen up for me babe." Alfred's rocking motion was starting to pick up speed and pretty soon he was able to thrust in and out of Arthur. As the speed quickened Alfred angled Arthur's hips and pulled back to were just the tip of his cock was still inside and then slammed back in. Arthur screamed loudly at the sudden burst of pleasure.

"Aahh! Alfred!"

Alfred smirked when he hit Arthur's sweet spot, he continued to thrust violently into the Brit, hitting his prostate ever time.

Arthur's mind was swimming in a sense of ecstacy and he couldn't control the moaned that kept coming from his mouth. He never felt this good before and found that he didn't know exactly what to do. He wrapped his legs around the demons waist trying to bring him closer, deeper into him. He begged Alfred to go faster and harder and the demon was more then happy to grant his wish. Arthur hated how this situation was playing out, all the holy things he ever learned and did where being pushed into the back of his mind by the pleasure.

Alfred leaned down, his hand going to Arthur's cock and stroked in time with his thrusts.

"That it Arthur give in, fall and let's be together." Alfred moaned into his ear. Arthur shivered and cried out, chanting Alfred's name over and over before he came, spilling himself over Alfred's hand and their stomach.

Alfred slowed down his thrusted as the walls around him became too much and he came with a deep moan.

Alfred collapsed on his elbows as he tried not to crush the seemingly fragile angel below him. After a while he moved back up to look at Arthur.

His blond messy hair turned red, his feathers where scattered around him like flower petals, his wings where bone thin with just a few feathers attached, his halo was gone, and his face seemed so peaceful as he sleeped.

~~~

"Ah Arthur." Alfred said as he petted Arthur red hair. After he pulled out Alfred covered the sleeping Brit with his coat and found his trousers. "Even though you fallen you're still as beautiful."

"Tarnashing you was such a painstaking process, but that's why I wanted you." He smiled down at the sleeping Brit. "I'm the type of person who won't be satisfied if I don't get what I want." Alfred scooted closer to Arthur, his smile turning more kind. "I'm not letting you go back to heaven, no sorry it's more like you can't go back looking like this."

Alfred caressed Arthur's cheek and moved his hand to tangle his fingers into the Brit's soft hair.

"Would you call me crazy for doing this to you and still feeling satisfied? Even if you don't, I understand, I am crazy."

"You're just like me now... you could have a happy life as my Queen. I always loved you Arthur, so why don't you fall in love with me like this?"

'Bastard' Arthur thought as he slowly open his eyes.