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“Just because it’s not technically my fault doesn’t make it any better,” he sighed. “But of you’re sure you want this, I can’t say no…” Leaning forward again, Francis moved to kiss down Alfred’s neck, his hands sliding under the taller ghost’s shirt. Dead or not, he still had a he’ll of a nice chest, and he couldn’t help a pleased hum as he lightly ran his nails down it. It was all a little weird, admittedly—all the feelings were a little different, without a physical body, and there was no smell—no smell of sweat or skin or Alfred. He was surprised at how much he missed that. “If you’re sure,” he growled against Alfred’s neck after kissing and sucking down it, unable to leave a single mark, “I want you to fuck me.” At this he shifted to smirk up at Alfred, awaiting a reply.

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Alfred opened his mouth to say something, but he was cut off as he felt a pair of lips against his neck. "Hah..." He leaned his head slightly, moving over to try and return the favor. If he could reach it, it kissed it. The guardian didn't have much of anything to compare this to, so it was difficult for him to understand how Francis felt about all of this. Still, it was highly pleasuring, much to his surprise. He'd think ghosts wouldn't be able to do things like this; apparently, with other ghosts, it was very possible. Alfred sighed, his eyes half lidded by the time Francis shifted to look up at him after speaking. He took a moment to process the request in his head before leaning in close until their lips were centimeters apart with a slight smirk. "Then I will," he whispered before closing the gap between their lips, kissing him.

Oh, god, now the kid was—oh, god. “Don’t make that face—” he mumbled to himself, teeth ground together. When Alfred finished and looked to the ground, Francis had to choose—leave the boy now, let him figure out whatever the fuck he was thinking on his own, or… He sighed. Was there ever any real decision. Clenching and unclenching his fists, he took a wide step forward, grabbing Alfred’s head in both his hands and yanking him forward to kiss him again. He didn’t give the boy a chance to respond before forcing his way inside his mouth, desperate. He broke away for just a minute to growl “I’m so fucking interested, you don’t even know. But this is so, so very terrible of me, you’re going to hate me in the morning.” With that, he threaded his fingers through Alfred’s hair and went back to kissing him, pulling close enough for their bodies to touch. He briefly appreciated the feeling of not feeling his lungs as his eyes fluttered closed with pleasure.

He didn’t hear the other telling him not to make the face he was making, staring down at the ground. Alfred soon noticed Francis’s feet in front of his, signalling that the other had moved. He looked up just in time to have Francis kiss him, and he was surprised by the sudden actions. Could he make up his mind please?! Before he could do anything about it, he already felt the other’s tongue against his with a pleasured hum. Alfred didn’t object when he pulled away again, half expecting him to turn around and leave. He was surprised by what he said, however, and he shook his head. “For some reason I doubt that,” he replied breathlessly before their lips met again. He let the other pull him closer, snaking his arms around Francis’s waist as they kissed. It took him a moment to remember they didn’t even need their lungs, so they didn’t even have to break apart. What a plus! His eyes unconsciously closed shut as he melted into the kiss.

Francis groaned a little into Alfred’s mouth, his nails lightly scraping against the taller ghost’s scalp. They stayed liked that a long time, kissing without needing breath, Francis pressing his body against Alfred’s. He eventually did break away, holding back a grin to look Alfred seriously in the eyes while his hands moved to fiddle with the hem of Alfred’s shirt where it sat on the back of his neck. “Are you—Are you sure about this?” he confirmed, frowning a little. “I—I’d hate to hurt you in any way…” He couldn’t help a little sigh, knowing that was probably impossible. Soon Alfred would realize what they’d done, realize what Francis had done, that Francis clearly took advantage of him when he was—confused, or something. What had gotten into him, anyway? It’s not like—like Francis had made him stupid! Had made him blind to his own feelings! Why was he acting so damn stupid? “I promise you, I swear to you, you’ll regret this terribly.”

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It was times like this in which he was glad to be a ghost. He didn't need any air, leaving plenty of time for... other things. Damn. It all felt so nice, and he didn't want it to end. When Francis eventually pulled away, Alfred forced back a pout. He looked down thoughtfully instead, listening to what the other had to say. Francis did have a point; it was strange how suddenly this all was to him... Alfred had no knowledge of the spells put on him, and it was all very confusing. Still, he felt as though he wouldn't regret this all that much. His only regret was how Francis was married, but isn't it "death till us part?" Alfred managed to keep from scolding himself for that one. That was horrible. Finally answering the other man, Alfred shook his head. "I'm sure. Either way, it ain' your fault. It's mine, so you can at least relax 'bout that one." He gave the other ghost a smile.

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“Alfred?” The Prussian blinked and raised a thin, pale brow.

“Well, that’s my name! Haha!” Alfred smiled brightly. “Though, I don’ think I’m who ya think I am. What’s your name?”

The albino stared at the man for a few seconds. Obviously this was the Alfred he knew right?

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"Nice ta meet'cha, Gilbert!" He laughed, grinning widely. "Oh, cool! You must be one'a those nation people. Prussia, huh? That's awesome alright! Hahaha!"

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"Well, that's my name! Haha!" Alfred smiled brightly. "Though, I don' think I'm who ya think I am. What's your name?"

Oh, god, now the kid was—oh, god. “Don’t make that face—” he mumbled to himself, teeth ground together. When Alfred finished and looked to the ground, Francis had to choose—leave the boy now, let him figure out whatever the fuck he was thinking on his own, or… He sighed. Was there ever any real decision. Clenching and unclenching his fists, he took a wide step forward, grabbing Alfred’s head in both his hands and yanking him forward to kiss him again. He didn’t give the boy a chance to respond before forcing his way inside his mouth, desperate. He broke away for just a minute to growl “I’m so fucking interested, you don’t even know. But this is so, so very terrible of me, you’re going to hate me in the morning.” With that, he threaded his fingers through Alfred’s hair and went back to kissing him, pulling close enough for their bodies to touch. He briefly appreciated the feeling of not feeling his lungs as his eyes fluttered closed with pleasure.

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He didn't hear the other telling him not to make the face he was making, staring down at the ground. Alfred soon noticed Francis's feet in front of his, signalling that the other had moved. He looked up just in time to have Francis kiss him, and he was surprised by the sudden actions. Could he make up his mind please?! Before he could do anything about it, he already felt the other's tongue against his with a pleasured hum. Alfred didn't object when he pulled away again, half expecting him to turn around and leave. He was surprised by what he said, however, and he shook his head. "For some reason I doubt that," he replied breathlessly before their lips met again. He let the other pull him closer, snaking his arms around Francis's waist as they kissed. It took him a moment to remember they didn't even need their lungs, so they didn't even have to break apart. What a plus! His eyes unconsciously closed shut as he melted into the kiss.

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Yeah.. I don't stay in one place to long and travel around America or Europe mainly. There isn't any sure way yet I can stay in one place and actually live there. Hunters are often on my trail that force me to move. Also, the death tolls I cause when I feed..

Oh... That's a shame. Havin' ta live like that... -Frowning a bit at this before looking down to coo at the baby again, focusing on remaining tangible so that he could hold her-

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Oh, uh, hey. -Noticing that the other is a ghost- I'm Alfred. What's your name?

Francis stiffened as the taller ghost pulled him into a kiss, surprised. He’d erased Alfred’s memory, wiped out this part—! He quickly forgot about that, though, melting into Alfred easily, his arms loosely wrapping around Alfred’s neck. This was, quite honestly, the last thing he expected, but God was it nice. After a few moments, he realised what was happening and pulled away, opening his eyes and looking away, his arms still around Alfred’s neck. If he could blush he’d be bright red, and he briefly thanked his state for stopping that from happening. “I—I thought,” he stuttered quietly, “I thought you didn’t like guys…” That wasn’t the right thing to say, wow. His mind seemed to be working at a snail’s pace, so to fill the silence, he darted forward to kiss Alfred’s mouth again. He pulled back just as quickly, finally thinking through what was going on, letting Alfred go and taking a step back, eyes focused on the ground. “S-Sorry. I’m sorry. I mean— I. I don’t want to take advantage of you… Sorry.”

He was worried when the other seemed stiff while kissing him, but Alfred relaxed around the time he did and moved his hands around the other’s waist. He tilted his head slightly to deepen the kiss, only to have it broken. The guardian looked over at him questioningly, blinking a couple of times. Was that not as nice for Francis as it was for him…? His arms remained loosely around Francis’s waist, and Alfred sighed when his inner struggle for his sexuality was put out in front of him verbally. “I.. I thought that, too, but,” he admitted, glancing down at the ground slightly. He was taken by surprise with the small kiss given to him, and he didn’t even have enough time to kiss back before Francis pulled away. “Take advantage…?” Alfred tilted his head, confused. “But I started that.. How would it be takin’ advantage of me?” He would have been red, had he been able to blush. The guardian looked at the ground again. “I… I really, really like you,” he said quietly.

“No you don’t,” Francis answered quickly, quietly, running both his hands through his hair anxiously. “You—You’re confused. I’m sure. You couldn’t, you can’t—You don’t. You’re confused.” He laughed humourlessly, not looking up to Alfred’s face. “I’m sorry, I just—Me, of all people, it would never happen. The idea’s almost silly.” Alfred’s voice sounded so innocent and honest, it—it almost hurt. He wanted to hug the other, be close in the only contact he can get, hug him, kiss him, sleep with him—but no, no, Francis is married and Alfred is—is wrong, is confused, or something. “You wouldn’t fall in love with me, of all people. That’s not how things work…”

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Alfred looked extremely worried then; almost hurt. "But I do--" He frowned, looking down at the ground again. He felt like he should have expected this, shaking his head and glancing up at him. The hurt on his face was more apparent now. "You could'a jus' said ya weren' interested. I would've understood," he explained, despite the mixed vibes he'd gotten from the other. There was no need to just call him wrong about his feelings. Alfred thought he knew what he was talking about... He glanced at the ground, crestfallen by the turn of events. As to keep from hurting anyone else, he kept his distance despite what he wanted. Instead, he kept staring at the ground.

Francis stiffened as the taller ghost pulled him into a kiss, surprised. He’d erased Alfred’s memory, wiped out this part—! He quickly forgot about that, though, melting into Alfred easily, his arms loosely wrapping around Alfred’s neck. This was, quite honestly, the last thing he expected, but God was it nice. After a few moments, he realised what was happening and pulled away, opening his eyes and looking away, his arms still around Alfred’s neck. If he could blush he’d be bright red, and he briefly thanked his state for stopping that from happening. “I—I thought,” he stuttered quietly, “I thought you didn’t like guys…” That wasn’t the right thing to say, wow. His mind seemed to be working at a snail’s pace, so to fill the silence, he darted forward to kiss Alfred’s mouth again. He pulled back just as quickly, finally thinking through what was going on, letting Alfred go and taking a step back, eyes focused on the ground. “S-Sorry. I’m sorry. I mean— I. I don’t want to take advantage of you… Sorry.”

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He was worried when the other seemed stiff while kissing him, but Alfred relaxed around the time he did and moved his hands around the other's waist. He tilted his head slightly to deepen the kiss, only to have it broken. The guardian looked over at him questioningly, blinking a couple of times. Was that not as nice for Francis as it was for him...? His arms remained loosely around Francis's waist, and Alfred sighed when his inner struggle for his sexuality was put out in front of him verbally. "I.. I thought that, too, but," he admitted, glancing down at the ground slightly. He was taken by surprise with the small kiss given to him, and he didn't even have enough time to kiss back before Francis pulled away. "Take advantage...?" Alfred tilted his head, confused. "But I started that.. How would it be takin' advantage of me?" He would have been red, had he been able to blush. The guardian looked at the ground again. "I... I really, really like you," he said quietly.

Francis slid his hands back into his pockets, again wishing he could smoke. He wasn’t sure what else to do with his hands without them… “Hm?” he wondered aloud, looking up at Alfred’s face again. He looked nervous. Why, though? He erased the boy’s memory… He has no reason to act awkward. Unless he’s having some earth shattering self revelation about being into guys now. Francis isn’t sure how it feels to have your sexuality fucked with. Maybe that was sort of mean. “Why?” he asked innocently, “What’s up?” Why would it matter that he was attracted to dudes? There’s no attractive dudes around here to get him thinking about it…

He couldn’t think straight, shifting in place as he clenched and un-clenched his fists at his sides. Damn it! If Alfred could blush, he would be pink in the face. The feeling seemed so… familiar, strange enough. It was like it had been a gradual affection that had grown, but he didn’t remember even feeling that way towards men in general. “I—Uh…” He couldn’t seem to find the words, either. Alfred scratched the back of his head, nervous. Since when was he attracted to men anyway? Was that always there or was that a new thing? Shit, he was totally losing it upstairs. Does being dead do that to you? “I—Uh, fuck,” he muttered to himself. Damn Francis for being attractive. Damn him.

The boy was clearly fumbling over himself now. And as much as Francis hated to admit it, he was fucking adorable. ”I don’t think I’ve ever heard you curse before,” he mumbled, not really sure what else to say. Alfred looked panicked, and Francis wanted to make him feel better, despite how cute his freaking out face was and the fact that he had no idea how. He ran a hand over his face out of habit, lip caught between his teeth. “I don’t know what’s the matter, but you can talk to me about it. I don’t judge, honest. And I won’t tell anybody.” He smiled, chuckling a little. “Who do I have to tell?”