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The two of them stumbled into the closet, barely remembering to close the door as they passionately kissed, Antonio shoving his tongue down Arthur's throat as the brit tore off his shirt, buttons flying everywhere.

"Mmm are we really doing this at school mi amore? Francis might shoot me~" whispered Antonio breathily into Arthur's ear, causing him to shudder.

"Fuck Francis" mumbled Arthur, kissing Antonio's tanned skin.

"No! The only one you will ever fuck is me" Antonio half purred half snapped, intent on pleasing his lover.

"Whatever you say Anthony" replied Arthur mildly, causing the Spanish boy to grin. He loved it when Arthur got catty; it was a rare occurrence for Antonio to be challenged- his pack would never have dared.

But his witch was different.

"Oh Arthur...The things you do to me! I couldn't take it any longer- the way he was staring at you in class... You're mine now, not his! He lost the right when he cheated on you!" Antonio snarled, sinking his teeth into Arthur's neck and the Witch let out a breathy moan, green eyes hazing over in lust and pleasure. Antonio's breath caught in his throat, he reverently kissed him again; it was so sweet like honey and sugar and magic. So sweet yet so powerful. So perfect.

"God Arthur" hissed Antonio, slipping the lube from his back pocket and smirking at Arthur's raised eyebrow. The two ground against each other, it was so hot and hard and my god Antonio would've come right then and there but no- he had to save it until he was actually inside Arthur. The thought made him shudder in want.

"I love you Arthur" he whispered, slipping a lubed finger into Arthur's hole, causing him to gasp and Antonio to moan. He couldn't wait to be inside him. He couldn't wait to stake his claim again and again; he knew it was wha6t the wolf within him desired but he whole heartedly agreed.

One finger became two and two became three as he desperately searched for the spot that would make Arthur release the most delicious sound-

"Ahhh!" Arthur moaned and Antonio ginned ferally.

"Gotcha" smirked Antonio and Arthur gave him an unamused stare.

"Got what love? I believe I have you" said Arthur dropping onto Antonio's cock and making him cry out. Forget heaven; this was the place he wanted to when he died. Him and Arthur, together forever.

"love you love you love you" said Antonio peppering him with kissed, causing Arthur to giggle.

"Love you two git now move!" demanded Arthur, grinding his hips and causing Antonio to snap.

He ruthlessly pounded into Arthur, pale legs encircling his waist as he pinned him against the wall.

Mine mine mine mine mine mine mine. Kept running through his mind and as soon as he found Arthur's prostate he abused it thoroughly. Then, everything went white and he howled in completion then hoped to God Arthur hadn't heard him.

Nope, he was too wrapped up in post orgasmic bliss.. How cute~

"Love you Arthur" he whispered sweetly.

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Then he woke up.

Antonio let out a high pitched whine of despair when he realised he wasn't with Arthur. I had been his own fault they had broken up- he had gotten too possessive and demanding, always trying to monopolize his time and restrict his freedom. If only he hadn't been a stubborn fool Arthur wouldn't have gone back to Francis.

Francis.

The name left a sour taste in his mouth as he cleaned his teeth. Arthur and Francis were inseparable. Hell, even Dylan liked Francis better than he liked Antonio and he wanted to kill the man! It just wasn't fair; Francis always got everything.

Well, not everything.

He didn't get Arthur.

Antonio couldn't help but smile at that thought, he got dressed and texted Ivan that he'd be early. He could use a break from all this pining.

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Matthew listened to Alfred's report (mildly jealous of all the attention he had gotten) and nodded his head.

He had suspected something like this; no wonder his master was always on edge, he needed Matthew and Alfred to show him their true adoration for him; their master was theirs...

And he was perfect.

No other word could be used to describe him.

A kind but broken heart, an intelligent and analytical mind beautiful body... Nobody had ever made him feel this way before- he knew familiars weren't supposed to LOVE their witches but he had fallen for Arthur hook, line and sinker.

All he had to do was ensure the Brit fell in love with him back.

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Ivan sighed, he had suddenly been struck with nostalgia when his older sister told him it was snowing in Russia... He remembered when he and Arthur were close as children, he had never dreamed the adorable, kind but shy boy would be his master...

But it was like fate.

Arthur had taught him so much...

The memory he loved the most was the time Arthur taught him to ice skate, they were thirteen at the time and he had never seen anything as beautiful as Arthur dancing across the ice. There had been hot chocolate's with marshmallows and whipped cream, given to them by Alana and no matter how many times he fell or failed, Arthur never yelled once.

Arthur was lovely, in nature and mind. Patience of a saint and heart of gold- that's what his sister used to say... He had found his ideal match in Arthur and compared everyone to him, even after he moved back to Russia at fifteen and lost all contact with his beloved.

He was happy to be back, even happier that Arthur was single; not with Antonio or Francis... Alone and available...

Now was the time to strike~

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