"Hey, Arthur! You are my lover from now on!" The american said rather loudly.
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"..excuse me?"
That day was a snowy day. Even though it was noon, the mighty sun could not be seen. Snow was beginning to fall. The school's ground was covered in snow. The temperature in the school committee's room was nearly frozen with the fire-place broke. Even though it was extremely cold outside, and inside, it did not make the student committee's president, Arthur Kirkland, stop working.
His emerald eyes locked in the pile of papers in front of him. His slender fingers kept flipping the papers he held in his hand, searching the data he needed. Nothing could interrupt him from working on those papers. Nothing, except the vice president's snacks.
Francis put the scones and the Earl Grey he made for the both of them in the table, causing Arthur to avert his gaze to the snacks. After he thanked Francis, he took a sip of his favourite tea.
'Nothing tastes better than Earl Grey.'
Francis back to his chair, smirking as the president ate the snacks he made.
"How does my scones taste?"
"M-mine is still better than this!"
"Says the one who never cook any dishes well."
Francis did not say anything anymore, but Arthur knew that he still kept that teasing smile on his face. Francis back to his vice president's chair, doing the same work as Arthur.
Although Francis is the vice president, their diligence level were on the different level. Francis was not as diligent as Arthur. Francis was elected as the vice president because he was the only one who could kept up with the president's work. While Arthur was elected because of his grade, and also willingly. Arthur was known for his skills. He excelled in both grades and sport. On top of that, Arthur came from a top family. He seemed flawless. But, the only flaw he had is the social skill. Arthur was not a social people. He seldomly socialize with other people outside of working. Not only that, Arthur was also known as 'The demonic president' because of his strictness about rules. He would punish everyone who was not obeying the rule, be it teacher or students. The only one who was close to him is Francis Bonnefoy, the vice president.
Bored with the papers in front of him, Francis poke Arthur's cheek with his pen. Taken by the surprise, the angry Englishman yelled at him.
"What was that for, you git?" Arthur almost fell from his chair. Francis never know that Arthur would be THAT surprised.
"You are not fun, Arthur." The Frenchman was pouting. Arthur back to doing his job, even though he still looked pissed.
The room was quiet, both of them focused their attention on the papers.
"Hey, isn't today a lovely, romantic day?" Francis said, looking at the snowy window.
"Is that so? I don't see falling snow as a romantic scene."
"It is romantic, you know. You already have a lover, yet you don't know what romantic is. I pity you, Arthur." Francis sighed dramatically at the stoic-faced president.
"..mind to repeat what you said before?" Arthur's face showed a completely fazed.
"Alfred F. Jones is your lover, isn't he?" Francis was wondering, whether Arthur said it sarcastically or not.
"..get back to your work, Francis." The president back at doing his work. Francis shuddered his shoulder, taking that as yes.
'Ah, I completely forget about that stupid git and his confession..' Arthur thought, stretching sih arms in the air.
'He said that yesterday.. It was not really a confession though..' Arthur rested his head on his arms.
'Seriously, that git.. how could he said that…'
"Hey, Arthur! You are my lover from now on!" The american said rather loudly.
Arthur was truly fazed. This man, whom he did not know well, was confessing to him.
"…we hardly talk to each other, how could you ask me to do such a thing." Arthur took a sip of his Earl Grey.
Alfred F. Jones was his classmate. He was like the opposite of Arthur. He was talkative, while Arthur was not. He was loud, while Arthur was quiet. He did not do well in his lesson, while Arthur did.
"Well, I always watched you, and without knowing, I'm already in love with you, Arthur Kirkland." The American kept his childish grin on his face.
"..this is not a joke, you git."
"None of us joking here."
"But, you just did."
"I did not."
"Yes, you did."
"Can't you tell it when someone is joking or not? And here, people said you are the brightest student." Alfred looked disappointed.
"..if you are done with your joke, then please leave. I don't have time to waste. Good day to you." Arthur looked at the papers.
"But, I was being really serious!" Alfred moved closed to Arthur.
"State your reason, and present the proof." Arthur started to getting tired.
"Reason? I have stated that before, haven't I?"
"That was certainly not a reason."
"If you WERE clever enough, you will already know my reason by now."
"I'm sorry, but I'm too clever to understand to your reason." The Englishman had his usual sarcastic face plastered on his face.
"I bet you never in a relationship before." The American said teasingly, while moving closer to Arthur.
"This pointless conversation is going nowhere. I think you should stop joking and study harder. Good day to you." Arthur left his chair and heading toward the kitchen.
"Hey-! Will you at least hear me out?" Alfred grabbed Arthur's hand.
"I already listened to your jokes, didn't I?" Arthur sighed. He really did not know what to do at that moment.
Alfred pinned Arthur to the nearest wall, his right hand holding Arthur's chin. The distance between their faces may be less than 3cm by now. Arthur, who was completely clueless when it comes to relationship, tried to pushed Alfred away, but unfortunately, Alfred was much stronger than Arthur.
"Be my lover, Arthur. I will not receive any objection, and I am not taking a 'no' as an answer." Alfred said with his evillish smirk. Somehow this made Arthur shuddered a bit.
"No, I will not. The first reason is, we barely know each other. The other reason is-" Alfred placed his lip in Arthur's to make him stop complaining.
Alfred's hands were busy at the moment. The left hand was busy keeping Arthur's hands, while the other one was busy unbuttoning the uniform Arthur wore. Alfred deepened the kiss, putting his tongue on Arthur's mouth. Their tongue danced in rhythm, which turned out with Alfred as the winner. Alfred exploring Arthur's wet cave, exploring every inch of it. Both of them pulled away because of the need of air.
Arthur was panting heavily, while Alfred looked at him with an amused look.
"That kiss just now was your first, didn't it?" Alfred asked teasingly, distracting Arthur's attention as he unbuttoned Arthur's uniform.
"S-shut up, you perverted git!"
Alfred licked Arthur's nipple, while his other hand playing with the other one. Arthur was moaning. And he could felt that he was getting reaction down there.
"Ah, it looks painful down there. Need a help, Arthur?" Alfred did not care about Arthur's answer as he was unzipping Arthur's pants.
"Al-Alfred. Stop this—hh—right hnnow-" Arthur could not help but moaning, even though he tried his hard so that Alfred will not hear it.
"Hmm? I can't hear that. I won't stop until you say yes." Alfred played with Arthur's nipples teasingly. Alfred moved, from Arthur's nipples to his neck, kissing, biting, and sucking the slender man's neck, leaving traces everywhere.
"But—why me..? You could pick everyone, why must it be me?" Arthur asked, finally giving in.
"Because you are you. You are perfect, flawless. No one can get closer to you. You are a lion that is waiting to be tamed." Alfred said, biting Arthur's earlobe.
"Do you give in now?" Alfred already know the answer, but he wanted Arthur to say it by himself.
"Fine, fine. Do as you like." Arthur sighed.
Umh, hello! this fic is my first /kind of/ containing smut fic, so I hope you would bear with an inexperinced writer like me.
This story is not finished yet
Not beta's btw, so you would find many grammatical error orz
thank you for reading! Critique in flame or review is greatly appreciated!