*AFTER THE SMUT BECAUSE I SUCK AT IT AND I DON'T HAVE TIME XP*
Arthur's POV
I laid there on the bed panting, Scottie's arms wrapped around me and his face buried in the crook of my neck. I can't believe we just did that! Allistor just fucked me silly!... I slowly got up and went to the bathroom, as I looked in the mirror I could see the hickeys and love bites the older man gave me. I sighed and pulled the collar of my wrinkled shirt back up. I wonder how things would be different if I never met Allistor, I'd probably be home having my afternoon tea and reading a good book. I chuckled at the memories, when I was little Patrick would always read fantasy stories to me, ones about fairies and such. Then of course I got older and he stopped reading me stories, I walked into the kitchen and looked around. Allistor was probably asleep, I looked in the cupboards for something. Maybe some herbs or such, then I found it. Tea Leaves, obvisouly Allistor can't go into the market to buy the tea so he has to make his own (Not like he drinks it anyways, it just smells nice). I crushed up the leaves and let them dry out, using my Mum's recipe and tricks to making tea straight from the leaves.
I went out to get some water from the little stream not far from the house, clutching onto the amulet that Allistor gave to me to ward off the shadow. I filled the pot with water and made my way back to the house, suddenly something grasp me. I screamed and tried to kick at whatever or whoever was holding me. I could hear a fimilar voice, "Arthur it's me!!'. My eyes widen, "P-Patrick?!" I looked up to see the same emerald green eyes that runs in the family.
I hugged him tightly, speechless, I couldn't force any words to come out of my mouth. He suddenly picked me up and started to run through the forest. I snapped back into reality, I punched him and scowled. "Put me down you wanker!!", he ignored me and kept running. I squirmed but he was stronger than me. Where was he taking me?
( A/N: I KNOW, I KNOW... IT'S BEEN A WHILE AND THIS IS SHORT... YOU CAN KILL ME, I DESERVE IT. I KEEP PROCRASTERATING... OR HOWEVER YOU SPELL THAT?!? WELL AGAIN I'M SORRY, THIS IS WHAT I COULD WIFF UP )
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