Sesi: so as per usual I start this chapter before I even post the last one cuz I can't sleep. I have several sleeping disorders sue me. Oh and I have three people i will never ship with anyone else: Italy, Iceland, and Poland. So I'm going to keep this short and get on to the story.
Arthur had a strange night. First he wakes up with Alfred making out with an albino who spoke loudly in German, then Alfred speaks French which brought Arthur to the conclusion that this wasn't Alfred. The two rolled over and watched Arthur for a moment before they got off the bed going out the door and headed out through the back door. Well the albino had to step into his zpants first.
Arthur found Alfred outside with his twin and a snow spirit while the aaalbino trailed along behind him. And the night just got weirder.
Arthur decided to blame it on the albino. The albino shouted out thing everybody wanted to know. What the bloody hells going on. Everybody started babbling except for the snow spirit who was giggling.
"Every body shut up!" Alfred shouted. Arthur looked at him thoughtfully. "House. Now" he said linking his arm with Arthur leading them back inside.
They sat in the parlor. Matthew watching Arthur closely while Gilbert and Alfred were talking about football. The American kind of course.
"So who are you?" Matthew asked after a while.
Arthur fidgeted. He didn't know what to say. He stood up his hand extending toward his mates twin "hello I'm Arthur Kirkland" he introduced himself a small forced smile worming itself onto his lips.
Matthew gripped his hand. "Matthew Williams. Why were you sleeping in my brothers bed?" He asked. Arthur didn't know what to say.
"I brought him from England." Alfred said coming over and picking Arthur up to sit on Arthur on his lap. Which he did not like but anything to appease in-laws right? Right?
"Oh I see so you hide your boyfriend in your room away from us so that you can bang him in there all the time" the snow spirit laughed. She was back in her human guise.
"We do no such thing!" Arthur protested loudly. "Bloody wankers... The whole lot of you" Arthur muttered. Alfred giggled and leaned his head on Arthur's.
"I love it when you speak with a British accent" he murmured in Arthur's ear. Arthur blushed slightly.
"You guys are cute" Matthew tried.
The silence was awkward. Snow spirit stood up straightening her skirts. She held her hand out to Arthur. "My name is Sura. Sura Biely." She introduced herself to Arthur.
"Pleased to meet you Sura. I am Arthur" Arthur said taking her hand and shaking it.
She grinned and looked at Alfred. "I'm heading back home. I left in the middle of the dinner rush Sherry's gonna be mad but what can you do?" She said in a happy tone. She left the house and the air warmed up just a tad as her presence left.
"Ah, Al this is my boyfriend Gilbert Beilshmidt. Gilbert this is my brother, Alfred" Matthew introduced them to eachother. Arthur looked over at the albino. He wrapped his arms around Matthews shoulders from behind hugging him, nuzzling the top of his head as well.
"So why were you guys in my room earlier?" Alfred asked. Gilbert stopped nuzzling Matthews head and they both blushed. Arthur leaned back so that his back was against the side of the chair.
"Wir went into the wrong room. Is not like wir bang in your room. The awesome me just went into the room on the opposite side of the hall from mein Vögelchen's room." He said in broken English with a thick German accent.
Matthew looked up at him cooing "Gil, ma douce, vous mixez à nouveau langues." Arthur frowned hearing that trash of a language but it did sound nice when Matthew said it versus the incubus king. He shuddered at the thought of the incubus king making Alfred give him a look.
"So Gilbert, Matthew how did you two meet?" Arthur asked.
"I was looking at a Ducati in the store and he was my salesman" Matthew told him.
"Did you get it?!" Alfred asked loudly. Matthew nodded his head.
"The engine purrs like a katze, and it goes sehr, sehr schnell" Gilbert laughed. Alfred and Arthur exchanged a look.
Matthew stood up. "I'm going to bed. Night bro. And it's nice to meet you Arthur. I apologize for earlier" he said taking Gilbert's hand leading him upstairs.
"That was certainly odd" Arthur remarked when they heard the click of a door shutting.
"That's one word for it. Hello Artie" Alfred said snuggling into Arthur. Arthur blushed and slightly pushed against Alfred. They stared in eachothers eyes. Arthur leaned over and captured Alfred's lips with his own.
They sat there in lip lock until Arthur tongue tasted Alfred's lips. Alfred opened his mouth slightly granting access to the moist cavern. Arthur took it in storm until they heard somebody clearing their throat.
Matthew stood there. Arthur glared slightly at the human cock blocker. "I forgot to tell you, mom gets out of chemo tomorrow at 3" Matthew yawned before heading back upstairs.
Arthur sighed and got off Alfred's lap. "Love, my throat hurts" he whispered.
"I can go get you some lozenge's" Alfred suggested. This man he's... an idiot!
Arthur shook his head "No, that won't help" he whispered. The Americans eyes widened.
"You're thirsty?" Alfred asked. He started standing up his eyes wide in panic, his blood rushing as his heart beat faster, his smell getting more tantalizing.
"Yes." Arthur said taking his tie off his neck. Alfred skirted around him and Arthur grabbed him tying up his hands with his tie.
Alfred panted "Arthur stop!" Arthur pulled him close his grip strong. "Stop it or I will-" he paused to shudder, Arthur had licked his neck. "Not forgive you" he finished. Arthur sighed pulling away. He untied Alfred's hands.
"I am going into town then. You will have to get used this kind of thing Alfred" Arthur told him obviously pissed before quietly leaving through the back door.
Arthur stood there for a moment and then turned into a bat as Alfred came out of the house. He brushed Al's head before he started off towards the next human that was not his mates brother.
Arthur flew and found a male man obviously drunk. He wrinkled his nose in disgust and flew down and shifted back to his human form. The man sensed him there and turned in surprise. Arthur let out a cold laugh and grabbed the mans wrist. He sank his teeth into it and the mans pulse beat faster as he started panting.
A vampires spit when mixed with blood was better than an aphrodisiac. Arthur supposed it was a feeding mechanism that made it easier for both parties when a vampire drinks. This man seemed particularly susceptible to it. He moaned deeply. Maybe if he captured some of the mans blood and saved it for a while... No he shouldn't. Arthur pulled away and left the man there drunk. Arthur pulled a vile from under his shirt that had a little bit of a spell that Elizaveta had made for him that would make bite marks disappear.
He watched as the wound knit together marveling at what a little magic could do. He looked at the vile. He needed it refilled. He had forgotten to do that when he left England. Maybe he should just take Alfred back with him. He could make a very powerful aphrodisiac with the Americans blood. He could even make Ivan bow at his feet.
Arthur shook those thoughts from his head and shifted to set out for more prey.
An hour later Arthur filled up on a prostitute, a man who was a dead beat and his wife had kicked him out as well as a young girl who was in college. Arthur sat on a curb just on the outskirts of town towards Alfred's house. Alfred lived by a small town, a very rustic one actually, about an hour away from a large city. Arthur stayed away from the small town after he had his first meal. He never killed. He trained himself to never kill. While instinctive however… he was not responsible for his actions at those times. He was ashamed of those moments of weakness. How very different he turned out from the rest of his race.
Arthur sighed and looked up at the stars. They seemed so vast like how it used to be before all of this smoke and technology. Every time when he Awoke he went into culture shock. But somehow out here... Everything stayed the same.
With a sigh he heaved himself up so that he was standing and shifted to go home to his mate.
Arthur walked in through the back door to find Alfred waiting in the arm chair in the parlor asleep with a cup of tea beside him still brewing. He stopped for a moment to admire him. His mouth wide open, long limbs spread out, his cow lick blowing in the breeze created from his snores quite like a cartoon, his imperfections seemed so apparent when he was asleep.
Arthur grinned and nudged the sleeping man. Alfred choked on the spit in his throat sputtering as he sat up.
"Morning love" Arthur said sitting down on Alfred's lap leaning in to nuzzle his neck. Alfred froze as he neared. "Relax I'm full" Arthur said. He pulled away from the neck.
"I-I trust you" Alfred said after a moment. Arthur could tell it took a lot to be able to say that. Arthur blushed and pressed his lips to Alfred's.
The moment heated up quickly, Arthur snaking his hands up Alfred's shirt grabbing at his bare skin, hands roving everywhere, working the shirt off the humans body.
"Arthur" Alfred purred. Arthur groaned in happiness hearing Alfred say his name like that. The vampire started going lower on Alfred's body kissing his way down the chest.
A few moments later Arthur yawned. He fought against the sleepiness trying to continue but found it was a losing battle. Arthur sighed leaning forward into Alfred's chest to snuggle into him.
He promptly fell asleep as the sun rose outside.
I got bored with Arthur's POV and cut it off. Sorry about being a major cockblocker/twatblocker but I am waiting for that moment. It is not here yet. So I'm on spring break people's and I shall update more this week if I can. However that depends on inspirational ideas. I've been spending a lot of time drawing recently too because spring is here and I'm get that kind if inspiration. I write better in the dark for some reason. Oh funny story: I woke up on my friends shoulder and I completely forgot how to speak English. I spoke Россий when I woke up. Really I said "why are you so close?" To him. I'm narcoleptic so sue me. It seems to happen a lot (the waking up forgetting English) because I've done it in Spanish and in Japanese. Hmmm. Odd. Well review responses:
Elizabeth Spark: I don't really like pairing France with anybody for some reason. I do go for the occasional Frannada but only if its fluff. I will also pair him with England but only in fluff. Only fluff. And I adore PruCan. It's so freaking adorable! And RusCan and AmeCan and that it's for Canada pairings.
To you others who tell me to update: I promise I will its what I do on my weekends. I love writing and I'm always working on my stories coming up with new ones, continuing old ones and editing others. So I'm always here to provide you lovely readers a new chapter. Like I said WEEKENDS although if I finish a chapter early it will be earlier than then.
oh and I've decided to showcase the fanfic of the week I am reading. The requirements I find for this showcase: a pairing I don't like is not allowed (there's a list on my account profile), a length greater than 20k (tho if its length I will read 100k in a day) so pm if you want me to read and showcase it or ill add on the current one I'm reading so this weeks is: The American Sunflower by Saiya-hime. I do not understand why I read this. Really. It's so very um... Idk it's hard to describe. I don't normally read S&M but I got as far as it is. So yays right?
3/8)