François stared across the table, gazing at the younger man with longing eyes.
Ever since Alfred Jones had appeared at his doorstep so many years ago, he had wanted the young man for his own. At first it was because of envy for England and a desire to show up his lifelong rival by stealing the virginity of one of his colonies, but as time went on, François began to feel something more for him
Something that even the finest women and men in the world couldn't sate. Yes, he had a reputation of being "easy", but that didn't stop the desires of his heart. Soon enough, François realized the truth: he had fallen completely for Alfred.
He couldn't get enough of Al
the way Al was always bursting with energy, getting excited about the smallest things
Al's wild imagination and his impossible dreams that he would chase to the end of time
Dear lord, that face
Incomparable, even when Al had just eaten and it was covered in ketchup stains