Chapter 21
Arthur laid down on the bed, relaxing after an interesting day. The medication given to him seemed to be some sort of odd combination of things. He felt relaxed and calm, but he couldn't deny he was turned on beyond any normal standards. His shoulders didn't hurt and he kept feeling a cold chill down his back. "Are you alright?" Piotr chuckled, seeing him laying back, a definite bulge in the front of his pants.
"Those medications Lukas keeps giving me are doing weird things again." He sighed.
"So you don't want to do anything to get rid of it again?" Piotr asked and Arthur stilled.
"I wouldn't say that." He frowned, a blush lighting his cheeks. "They're not changing the way I feel things, after all." He felt Piotr's hand slide up his neck to cradle his cheek and let out a comforted sigh, relaxing into the touch. "Just... be gentle with me, alright?" He asked and Piotr stared, a bit surprised.
"I thought you wanted to see my face."
"I'll hopefully never be blind again, and with my sensitivity raised like this..." He blushed harder, covering his face. "I'm not always the most patient."
"So you're giving in." Piotr leaned over him, reaching down and starting to unbuckle the belts. Arthur nodded, already breathing harder, feeling the hands move down his chest. He reached over, undoing what he could of Piotr's shirt, stripping it away to run his hands over the soft skin of his stomach. "Are you going to regret this later?"
Arthur stilled, his hands settled against Piotr's stomach, still taking in the feel of his skin. "I won't." He spoke carefully. "It's something I want to give you, after all, this feeling. I can't see you, but I can hear you." He raised his hand, softly pressing over Piotr's heart. "I can feel you. I can still taste you." He leaned forward, pressing his lips against Piotr's throat.
Hands ran over flesh, the surprise of Arthur taking initiative making his head spin with excitement. Piotr let his fingers finish the other's clothes as he gently slid off the jacket and shirt, letting his skin come to his own. He slid his hands over thin hips, sliding the rest of his clothes from him. "What's gotten into you, kitten? You're acting like more of a bear." He grinned, a soft chuckle bubbling from his chest as Arthur started sliding down his pants as well.
"I want you. I want to feel you. I want to say I belong to you, and not have anything to go against it. I am yours completely." He whispered as he kissed back up Piotr's body, causing gasps and soft sighs to fill the room.
As Arthur reached the top, clasping his hands over Piotr's cheeks he smiled softly. "Let me be yours, Ivan. Let me belong to you." He whispered, surprising him.
He wasn't Piotr. He was Ivan. He had this worry, he hadn't even realized it til he heard his name so tenderly murmured from the lips of the one he loved, that when school was over, this would be as well. He forgot for a moment who he was, and he was honestly horribly jealous of the man he was pretending to be.
He forgot that the man he pretended to be was only himself.
"Thank you." Ivan spoke softly, leaning up to capture Arthur's lips. "If you're sure about this, I'll do what you want." He watched as Arthur nodded, his cheeks flooding with warmth as Ivan's fingers caressed his hips. He was quickly flipped to his back, kisses marking down his body before Ivan stood and stepped away, confusing Arthur for a moment as he heard a drawer open and close. He Ivan return, sitting on the bed between his legs, which now felt embarrassing as could be. His hands covered his face to try and block out the mental image. "What's wrong?"
"It's embarrassing. Just... ignore me, alright?" He huffed, a little let down at his own mind at the situation. They were about to have sex, and already got really close as it was. Of course it wasn't going to matter that Ivan saw him naked and turned on. The thought of what was happening struck again, but instead of embarrassment, he just felt more turned on. He bit his lip as he heard a cork pop.
"What are you thinking now?" Ivan asked softly, a smile heard in his voice.
"I'm just being impatient." Arthur whispered, feeling his breath speed up again at the warmth that came so close to him as Ivan moved his hands.
"Soon, lubyov. If this hurts, let me know, alright?" He spoke softly. Ivan had never actually done this before, but he'd read enough books to understand how it went. He reached down, his fingers coated with the oils he'd brought originally for his own use, as a single guy in a dorm, he'd have some privacy and time alone after all. He swallowed hard, looking over the body before him. He slid his fingers gently down, over the spot he looked for and carefully felt first. He was surprised to see Arthur bite his lip harder, having a hard time keeping from just jumping him. He slid his finger in slowly, seeing the ecstasy slip into pain. "Does it hurt?"
"It's a little uncomfortable, but I can handle it." Arthur spoke softly. He'd read the book, he knew what to expect and honestly this wasn't as bad as he'd thought it would be. Ivan kept himself still for a moment before his finger started to slide in further, then gently out. It was only a few seconds til all the pain was gone and Arthur sighed, nodding. Ivan shifted another finger and as he pulled out before carefully sliding both in, watching again for pain. Arthur got the same wince before nodding and sighing. Ivan waited, feeling the muscles around his finger loosen before he started moving them. He was careful about where his fingers went, making sure not to point them up yet. That would be a surprise for later. He kept this up for a while, hearing Arthur start panting before sighing.
"I'm going to add another finger."
"Alright." Arthur took a deep breath and released it, trying to relax as the third finger made its way in. Arthur winced harder this time, making a whimper as he grasped to the bed, stopping Ivan in his tracks. "I'm fine. Just... give me a second." He tried to take another breath, but it wasn't as effective as he'd hoped, but the pain started dying down on it's own and after a couple of minutes he sighed. "You can move now." Ivan carefully started pushing his fingers in the rest of the way, noticing instead of the wince, his expression turned erotic. His lips puckered, his cheeks turned brighter pink as he nibbled his lip, a shivered gasp making its way through him. Ivan pressed in again, this time clasping his other hand around Arthur's length, moving his hands together. Arthur gasped, his back arching at the feeling while Ivan kept going.
He felt like he was going to burst just watching Arthur's expressions! He started stretching out his fingers, working him open, listening to the soft sighs and panted breaths as he was prepared. Ivan smiled, seeing him love it even more. He kept this going for a little bit, making sure it was enough before sliding his hand out, making Arthur whimper at the loss of sensation. He grasped the bottle and coated himself before reaching out and grasping the other, lifting him onto his lap. "Are you ready?" He asked softly, his hands moving under Arthur, lifting him up for a kiss.
Arthur bit his lip softly before sucking on it, making Ivan twitch in anticipation. It had been felt and Arthur smirked, his head facing Ivan's. "Looks like you want this as much as I do."
"It's not only your first time here, you know." Ivan watched as surprise crossed Arthur's face. I've never been in love before, of course this is my first time." He chuckled as Arthur nodded, a bright smile crossing over him.
"I'm ready." Arthur smiled, leaning down and kissing Ivan softly as he pushed down, slowly pushing the other in.
"This may be too strong!" Ivan panted out, pressing his head hard to Arthur's shoulder. "It feels like I'm about to come already!"
"Well, don't." Arthur smiled. "Or be ready again really soon." He lowered himself farther, letting out a low moan as he got all the way down. He sat still for a moment, allowing himself to adjust before he slowly slid himself back up.
Ivan wrapped his arms around him, clasping his hands under him to help support the weight as Arthur seemed to just drop, letting himself slide back down. Ivan felt his whole body respond to him. His fingers ached to touch him. He wanted so badly to kiss and hold him. He leaned his head forward, pressing their lips together as Arthur started going faster and faster, lifting and dropping himself before Ivan leaned forward. Arthur fell to the bed confused as Ivan started thrusting, moving his hand to pump bebeath him. Arthur let out a strangled gasp as his prostrate was hit, his nails starting to dig into Ivan's arms. Ivan kept hitting that one spot over and over, but each hit, the yell and the passion became harder and harder to move through. Ivan knew his breath was gone as he gasped, nearly swallowing the air to his lungs. Sweat dripped down his nose, landing in the center of Arthur's chest as Ivan couldn't hold back and started moving faster. Arthur was moaning so loud it echoed off of the walls in the room, turning on Ivan even more. He felt Arthur grow close, the muscles around himself twitching, edging him too far as well. "Arthur, I'm so close..." he moaned as one of his hands lifted a little, Arthur's hand sliding under it.
"Me too!" He yelled out. "Oh, Ivan!" He yelled, the sound of his name said in such a way was just too much and Ivan came hard, sending Arthur over with him. Ivan nearly collapsed over him, riding out his orgasm before leaning down and kissing the other. Arthur was showered with affection, kisses to his lips and the rest of his face and neck. Arthur slid out of his haze, reaching up and slid his arms around Ivan's neck, pulling him closer. "I love you." Arthur nearly whispered.
"I love you." Ivan spoke softly, looking over the lazy smile on Arthur's face.
Ivan carried him to the shower before they discovered Arthur couldn't stand up. His legs were too weak to support him, and Ivan couldn't help but smile as he cleaned him off, sitting softly on his lap. They laid down to sleep that night, happily wrapped in each other's arms.
They finished their preparations for the day happily. Arthur and Ivan had already been to Lukas, who told him the nerve sample was clean and fixed his eyes, which was an oddly simple procedure. It made him a little bitter to know if he'd been born here he wouldn't have been blind or abandoned, but when he realized he wouldn't be by Ivan's side, it seemed to make it alright. He heard a knock at the door and turned, curious. "Who's there?" He called out as he lifted a few books for the day.
"It's Feliciano! I wanted to know if you wanted to walk down with us!"
"Sure!" Arthur grinned as he ran over and threw open the door, finding a man as tall as Ivan standing before him. Harsh blue eyes and slicked blond hair sat atop a body that seemed to be little more than muscle. "Wow, Feliciano... you're nothing like I imagined..." Arthur stared, a little horrified as a shorter head of reddish brown hair and hazel eyes popped out from behind him.
"This is Ludwig!" He laughed, and Arthur sighed in relief.
"Thank god! I'm sorry, but I couldn't have handled a body like that making a voice like yours!" Arthur laughed along as Ivan watched with a smile.
"Come, let's get to breakfast so you can meet everyone else again." Ivan softly patted his back and Arthur melted into the touch, pressing himself to Ivan's side.
"Yes, Master." He hummed happily, causing a smile to break across the faces of the two in the doorway.
Everyone watched with interest as Arthur sat, his eyes locked on Feliciano as they chatted about something involving food. "Got your vision back, I'm taking it?" Antonio smiled and Arthur glanced over with a nod before seeing the rest at the table stare at him.
"Let's see if I can guess all of the ones I haven't really seen before!" Arthur looked, seeing a shorter man with long dark brown hair and eyes. He was just as thin as Arthur was himself! The only three left to guess were Yao, Alfred and Vladimir, but none of the voices seemed like they'd come from the man before him. "Well, this is harder than I thought."
"I'm Yao." He waved. Arthur's eyes shifted to the man beside him.
"You must be Alfred, then." Arthur looked him over. He was taller than himself, and fairly muscular. Golden wheat hair draped over his eyes, one strand seeming to stand up on its own. He had eyes like the sky.
Arthur scanned the table, but didn't see anyone else. "Vladimir's not here yet, I'm taking it?"
"He's at his table." Ivan pointed, showing him the man. "With the small green cap." Outside of school it was red, but within the walls Vladimir wore green matching the color of the school uniform. He looked nervous, but smiled all the same.
"He's not much taller than myself." Arthur watched. "I ex-" His voice cracked. Arthur clamped his mouth shut, his hands covering it, staring ahead in horror as the rest of the group stared at him surprised.
"Guessing those hormones are working." He heard and turn, finding Lukas watching him with amusement. "That's what's in the tea I've been giving you. Your voice will deepen, and you'll start going through puberty, but it most likely won't last too long, a few months probably. You might grow taller, you might not, you might put on muscle as well. It'll also start messing with your... drive... so don't wear Piotr out too much, alright?" He grinned as Arthur felt his cheeks burn.
"Finally!" Francis cheered and Antonio laughed.
"Everyone has their own pace, mi amigo! Don't push them too fast, si?" Antonio watched the two with a smile and everyone else stood, raising their cups to a toast to the now de-virginized couple.
"I forgot how embarrassing you guys could be!" Arthur blushed, but toasted all the same. Piotr smiled softly, pulling the other to his side as he toasted as well.
"Now, There's only four days left of school. I'll be calling groups down randomly to check for any problems caused by the boot camp before the end. Arthur, I've seen you enough to last me a lifetime, but Piotr, I haven't checked you yet. Come down to my office. I'd like to look you over after breakfast, alright?"
"Ah, yes." Piotr nodded, a smile on his face. "After breakfast." He smiled and Lukas nodded before wandering back to the hallway.
Before Piotr left, he told Arthur to stay at Gilbert's side. He wanted him to stay safe and had a feeling the worst that would happen would be asking for details. A gentle smile broke on both of their faces before he walked in, neither realizing the instant they weren't seeing each other's faces both smiles vanished.
"Looks like you have it bad, mon ami." Francis smiled. "You really, truly love him, don't you?"
"Yes." Arthur mumbled softly, looking down in embarrassment.
"Do you not want to go to the Assassin's Squad with us then? It would sever the relationship you have." He watched as Arthur smiled and shook his head.
"I have to join. He'll still come by the castle, right? It'll be nice." He smiled and Gilbert patted his back.
"Trust me, we're not getting rid of him so easily." Gilbert winked at the boy, causing a collective giggle to race through the group before they started into their morning exercises.
It was near the end of the jogging when Arthur started feeling something brush against his skin. He looked down, finding his fairy on his arm, glaring at him. "Run, Arthur! Get to him!"
"What's happening?" Arthur asked and the fairy stood and looked around. "Get Gilbert and run! NOW!" She yelled and Arthur nodded, running to Gilbert.
"Something's happening. Come on. It's our first real test." Arthur grumbled and Gilbert stood tall, surprised. He nodded curtly before running.
Vladimir noticed and took off after. He'd felt some sort of shift in the air pressure, but until he saw them running, he didn't understand.
They got into the castle and found Ivan walking through the hallway. "What's happened?" Arthur asked as the purple eyes shifted to him. Gilbert and Ivan's eyes both widened as a second later a knife came to his throat, holding still at his jugular. "Who are you?"
"Nikolai." He spoke. "Ivan is in hiding in his room. We don't know what happened, but it's good you felt the shift. Go quickly." He turned and started walking away. Arthur looked at him for a moment before looking over at Gilbert, Vladimir running to his side.
"Anyone who's been here knows who I am and what's happening. You two, go to Master. I'll stay with Nikolai." He turned and Nikolai shook his head.
"I can't protect you, you know." Nikolai watched as Arthur nodded.
"It's my goal to protect the King. My body is his to command. Not you. You have no authority or reason to protect me. By protecting you, I help him hide, therefore, kindly, fuck your opinion here." Arthur spoke with anger as he walked up to the other.
"Whatever you wish." Nikolai rolled his eyes, realizing the boy was right.
They walked through, heading to the castle, but ended out cutting through the exercise group. Many started murmuring about the king with the boy at his side. Arthur looked around with a frown. "Keep your wits." He mumbled as Nikolai grumbled something similar back.
Arthur felt it before anything else. A shift in the pressure right behind him told him where it was. He ripped off his right glove and slammed it to the ground. "PRESET 001!" He yelled, commanding his circle to start. It was nearly instantaneous. All of the work he'd done during his test started. He could feel the location of the man through the grid on the grounds, which everyone noticed was larger than what it had been before. Flame pillars reached to the sky as the circle around Arthur and 'Ivan' glowed like a blue flame. Arthur turned and reached his hands through the checkerboard looking stage before himself, similar to the strategist's boards for tests. The pillars came down at his command and reached out, grasping limbs and pulled the man into the air. Nikolai stared, a little dumbstruck at the instantaneous creation of all of the circles, the protection of himself not only through the inner circle him and Arthur were in, but the one surrounding the grounds, which kept anyone else out.
Arthur wouldn't need tested to join the Assassin's Squad. His genius in strategy was beyond what he'd seen before as the face of the other was brought closer to they could see his face. The rest of him was in the crushing flamed vines, wrapped over his body almost like a blanket. "Do you know him?" Arthur asked, looking at the face and Nikolai stared, trying to figure it out.
"No. Why did you prepare to attack me?" 'Ivan' called and the man yelled.
"DEATH TO ALL WHO OPPOSE GOD!" He yelled and Arthur felt it before he saw it. Faces in the stands, on the roof of the school. This wasn't some small thing. It was a full out invasion.
"Back into the school." Arthur yelled as his vines crushed the man quickly, blood splattering everywhere on the grounds, but the drops that hit Arthur's shield evaporated instantly. Arthur started changing the shields, noticing as Antonio and the rest of the group ran over, waiting to jump in to help protect. They may not be the Assassin's Squad yet, but they were the closest he had right now. As the outer shield dropped, Arthur made a hole in the shielding, allowing them in. He closed it again quickly. The inner shield dropped and he yelled. "Come in close!" he called and they ran in, a long tube closing around them. "We have to get to Master!" He yelled and the group frowned.
"Shouldn't we get His Magesty into the castle?!" Francis yelled out and Arthur nodded.
"We will, but we need the rest of the group first!" He yelled as he started running, the shields following him. As he ran he set up extra shielding. Around the protective shield they were covered in, a shield to incinerate everything that touched it laid an inch from that. About five feet from that was a shield that let Arthur know whatever it passed through, on the other side of walls, or outside of the buildings. It was a good way of knowing if someone else approached. He ran through, throwing open the door.
"ARGH!" Gilbert fell back, screaming as the door opened to a wall of flame. Arthur opened the shield.
"IN! NOW!" He yelled and the three nodded, running in.
"Your Highness." Vladimir bowed slightly, confused at the situation. They turned, Arthur telling everyone to let him through as he slowly walked, changing the direction of the shield. "Now, to the castle." He spoke as he walked, a little more slowly, a little more carefully. "There's no saying what's happening, so keep your wits up." Arthur spoke as they walked out.
The instructors fought. The students they'd been going to school with fought valiantly, but Arthur could see them becoming overwhelmed. Arthur stared and told everyone to wait. He pushed out the shield, giving them more room before laying his hand through the board before him, reactivating the flaming vine pillars. He couldn't move when he used them, but they could at least help out some of the students. The other watched as person after person was crushed or torn apart by the vines. He didn't get rid of all of the enemies, but it was enough that the students stood a very decent chance now. "To the castle." Arthur spoke as he turned and walked, Nikolai right behind him.
They reached the throne room and sat. "How much longer can you hold this up?" Piotr asked, seeing dark circles forming under Arthur's eyes.
"Not much longer. Can anyone else lift shields like this?" Arthur asked as a loud horn sounded from the roof. "What's that?"
"It's the invasion horn." Nikolai answered. "Sasha made it to the roof. The army will be in soon to protect everything."
"Drop the shield." Piotr spoke, seeing Arthur panting for air, sweat dripping down his face. "That's a command."
"I have to protect you." Arthur looked up and Piotr smiled, caressing his cheek.
"You've done enough, love. Drop the shields." He spoke as Arthur nodded and did as he was told.
Yao immediately sprang into action. "Francis, stand by the front door. You free to do magic there. Ludwig, you stand ten feet back from Francis." He started barking out commands. He ordered Arthur, Ivan and Lovino to the throne, Vladimir and Alfred to the back o the throne, due to the two doors there. Lovino was to throw up protective shields if anyone were to enter. The two doctors were placed due to their physical strength. Since Gilbert was a good fighter, he was placed beside Ludwig, while Antonio was about five feet away from Ivan. While this happened, Feliciano opened a magic stage with the layout of the house. He set a perimeter to tell him if anyone approached the room.
Everyone set, all they had to do now was wait.