Arthur sighed impatiently, he had been escorted to Vladimir's apartment half an hour ago but Vladmir hadn't shown any signs of even knowing he was there.

Even though, Vladmir had sworn he always knew where Arthur was. Just another lie to add to the list.

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"My Lord? Do you want me to make him leave?" asked a worried servant who was standing guard at the Head of Clans door.

"No- don't you dare!" hissed Vladimir furiously as he gave himself a final once over in the mirror. He was wearing modern clothing- black skinny jeans, a red silk shirt and a black blazer.

He knew Arthur would love it.

Or at least he hoped so- now he was thinking about it maybe it was too much? Maybe he should dial it down a bit- Arthur hated showy people.

Showy people.

He felt bile rise up in his throat when he thought about all the showy men Arthur had been with. First Francis, then Yao, then Ivan (the Russian man had threatened Vladimir several times just for complimenting Arthur's outfit) and from what he heard Arthur was contemplating… Alfred.

He just couldn't compete… Could he? Well, he'd better go down and try.

Arthur hated being kept waiting.

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"Arthur!" Vladimir squealed, launching himself at the rather startled blonde.

"iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyou!" he shrieked but Arthur couldn't hear a word he said.

"…Mind repeating that?" he asked rather irritated and Vladimir panicked.

He had done the three things Arthur hated most;

Invaded his personal space.

Babbled non-sense.

Acted like a showy character.

Perfect, just when he thought he could control himself… "I-it doesn't matter darling, it's been far too long!" Vladimir smiled, regaining his cool and causing Arthur to blush. "Yeah it's been a while…" replied Arhtur with a small smile that made Vladimir's heart skip a beat.

Awkward silence hung in the air and Vladimir decided business was the best thing to talk about.

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"Right so you had some marks for me to identify?" he asked seriously, Arthur nodded, turning on his phone and flicking to the right picture. A bite mark, on the fae's neck. Vladimir frowned, examining it more closely…He didn't recognise it.

"Not a match?" asked Arthur tilting his head curiously and making Vladimir practically drool. Arthur had exposed his beautiful porcelain neck to a vampire, Arthur had become too…

Used to his presence.

"No, not one of mine… Sorry I couldn't be of more use" he said apologetically. Arthur sighed "I see, well thanks for your time Vlad but I didn't appreciate the wait." Arthur grabbed his coat and Vladimir panicked.

"Wait- you're leaving!" he spluttered, blocking Arthur's path. "That's what you want, right? You were the one who said you didn't want a stupid, inexperienced lover after all. Besides, my business here is complete."

Vladimir was lost for words but his eyes spoke volumes. They pleaded with Arthur to stay, begged in a way Vlad never could.

He had to tell him the truth. It was Now or Never.

"Arthur I didn't really mean what I said that night!" he blurted, causing the blonde to stop and turn around slowly with a raised eyebrow. God had he grown… He wasn't tall but he was lithe- his body was perfect, his eyes were sparkling emeralds and his hair was exactly as messy as it had been the first time they had met.

"I'm listening" he frowned, snapping the vampire back to the present.

"I-I was tired." Said Vladimir quietly "Tired of feeling like you were out of my league- like you were going to just disappear one day and never come back. I have always loved you- ever since I met you when you were a child. It just grew, stronger and stronger. Please, won't you accept my feelings?" Vlad begged and Arthur kissed him.

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It was all a blur, Vlad practically dragged Arthur to his room, tearing off Arthur's outer clothing and ditching their shirts.

"Vlad hnnn" gasped Arthur as Vladmir ran his fangs seductively along his neck. "Oh Arthur… Do you even know what you do to me?" he murmured, grinding against the blonde, who gasped adorably.

Vladmir almost came when he finally bit into Arthur's neck. The sweet, sweet blood Arthur carried was only half of the reason. The other half was it was Arthur's.

Arthur's neck, Arthur's scent, Arthur's blood… Arthur's soul. For the taste of blood depends on one's soul. Arthur's soul was sweet and the pleasure he gained from Arthur's perfect innocence made him climax.

"Oh God, Arthur, Arthur, Arthur, Arthur!" Vladmir pleaded practically tearing off his jeans and throwing him on the bed. He ravished his neck once more, making sure to leave hickeys where everyone could see them.

It wasn't fair that the humans were always stealing Arthur away. Vladmir started to prepare Arthur while whispering dirty-sweet nothings into his ear.

"Oh God Arthur your so tight. It must be because I havent fucked you in so long. Those nasty humans keep stealing you from me. You are mine,mine, mine, mine!" Vladmir practically sobbed and Arthur ran his hand through Vladimir's hair, "yours" he agreed, placing a chaste kiss on the vampire's forehead.

Vladmir cooed at the gesture. "My entire life… I have never found anyone as perfect for me as you" he whispered reverently thrusting his fingers into Arthur causing his breath to hitch.

"In a thousand years, you are the only one who has ever understood me" he paused to take out his fingers then harshly thrust into Arthur "and you are the only one I will ever love!"

Arthur gasped and moaned as Vladmir thrust harder and harder until they both found sweet release, first Vladmir, and then Arthur with his vampire lover's encouragement.

"This time… I won't let you go!"

-Game on-