Chapter 13

Gil stood inside and looked at him. Arthur smirked and closed the door behind him. Striding over to Gil, he shoved, making him sit on the couch. Gil blinked and tried to open his mouth to protest, but Arthur sat on his lap and kissed him.

Surprised, Gil slowly kissed back. Arthur started to shift on his lap, and Gil blushed lightly. Closing his eyes and relaxing a bit, he ran his hands over the Brit's body, excitement tingling inside him.

Arthur smirked and lightly nipped Gil's lip, ever so politely asking for permission. Gil smirked and let himself be kissed deeper. Slowly running his hand down Arthur's chest, he broke away from the kiss to pull his shirt off. Arthur kisses down the side of the albino's neck and removed his shirt, running his hand down the pale man's chest.

Gil moved his hand and rubbed the front of Arthur's tight and bulging pants, hard but very slowly.

In response he groaned and threaded his fingers in Gil's hair, moving his hips into Gil's hand in desire for more friction.

"Not on my couch." He growled, sliding onto the floor.

"Fuck on the floor, classy." Arthur remarked, undoing Gil's belt.

"Oh I bet you have done people in much worse places." He retorted, straddling Arthur and kissing passionately.

Neither had a problem with this, maybe they were moving too fast. Maybe this wasn't very smart. But it was fun. They needed fun. It was bonding time, they needed bonding. The risks weren't that terrible, they were in the music industry after all. Moving too fast was normal.

Gil put his leg between Arthur's leg and pushed it into the man's groan, making Arthur groan and pull Gil's silver hair.

Gil smirked and kissed down his jaw, to his neck and sucked on his sweet spot, leaving a nice hickey.

((*skip smut so story won't be deleted,  sorry people*))

Now both thoroughly tired, Gil pulled out of him and flopped on his stomach, pulling Arthur close.

"I thought you said we had work to do?" Gil asked amused.

Arthur scoffed "Was that not work?"

They both laughed softly before falling asleep.

In the morning, Arthur was awake first. He wandered the house and helped himself to Gil's shower and clothes since they were roughly the same size. Downstairs, Gil was still sleeping, so Arthur got food and started to cook. He turned the radio on low and smiled to himself as he cooked.

Until a song came on and he froze. It...was...perfect. He grinned, turned the stove off and ran over to Gil, shaking him and waking him up. "GILBERT!"

Gil grunted and rolled over. "What?" he mumbled sleepily.

"I found our song!"

"Time of My Life from Dirty Dancing?" He asked sarcastically.

Arthur kicked him lightly "You git this is serious!"

"Couldn't this wait until I was awake?"

"No! Now LISTEN!" he yelled cranking the radio way up. Gil whined but mostly faked listening. Then he blinked and sat up and truly listened.

"It's...all one voice though." He said rubbing his eyes

"We switch off. It's perfect!"

Gil stretched. "Then...go print the lyrics and chords...I'm going to shower." He stood and looked at Arthur.

"You raided my closet."

Arthur smirked and walked away as Gil went to shower.

When he came back down Arthur was on the couch, their clothes from the night before were in the laundry, and the coffee table was clear besides for the freshly printed papers. Arthur was tuning his guitar.

"You ready?" he asked walking over and sitting.

"Of course, I've been waiting for you. We have a few days left to perfect this, so, hurry." He grinned

Gil laughed. This song was perfect. He and Arthur were perfect. They had this in the bag.

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Next chapter most likely the last.