Not Vladimir! [Arthur X Reader] von abgemeldet ================================================================================ Kapitel 1: Not him! ------------------- The expression on Arthur's face, which seemed to hover above your own, was excited. Or at least you guessed it was. You couldn't tell for sure due to the dim light. The white bed sheet under your naked body felt soft and warm and at this moment you wanted to be nowhere else. Just here, with him; with his green eyes glinting in the rays of moonlight shining through the small windows. “Shall I...?” His voice was only a husky whisper, trembling with arousal. Panting slightly, you bit your lower lip and nodded. You failed to suppress a moan when he gently shoved his manhood into you. He started moving in you, first slowly, then getting faster, groaning in pleasure. You turned your head to the side, blushing from embarrassment. Oh, but he wouldn't let you. With a slight smirk which you'd seen already a few times this evening, he grabbed your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes. He leaned down; his lips touched your ear and made you shiver when he whispered, “I want to see you face when you're coming.” You blushed even more and stared at him as he looked down on you again, pushing his member harder into you. You groaned. You panted. You came. Arthur seemed to enjoy watching your moment of absolute pleasure so much that he came shortly after you, moaning loudly and eventually sinking down on you with an exhausted but happy smile on his face. He took a few gulps of air, then rolled to the side, braced his head with one hand and looked at you. You returned his look and a smile appeared on your face. You leaned forward, kissing him gently. “I love you.” The blond wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer, snuggling up to you. “I love you too.” Next day. “Do you know where he is? ... He can't be gone – he was right here yesterday! He was with you!” You were awakened by Arthur's excited and somehow worried voice. “Who are you talking to...?” you murmured, raising slowly and rubbing your eyes sleepily. Arthur was even too irritated to notice how cute you looked. He was stalking around the room, only wearing boxers and apparently talking to... nobody. He turned around. “Oh, good morning. I, uh, I'm looking for someone...” You tilted your head to the side. “Arthur. We're the only ones here. Come back to bed already...” “No,” he retorted stubbornly. “I have to find him.” Normally you would have been alarmed when someone said that a person had gone missing, but – nobody was talking about a person here. Arthur was obviously talking to his imaginary friends. And if some of them went missing... Well, did it make sense to look for something that only exists in one's head? It did not. At least not this early in the morning. “Who's him anyway,” you yawned. “Vladimir,” he answered, now looking out of the window. “And maybe something happened to him...” You resisted the urge to roll your eyes and slumped back into the sheets. You were pretty sure 'Vladimir' was the name of one of those fabulous creatures Arthur kept talking to from time to time. “Well, do what you want. I'll go back to dreamland...” And with this, you closed your eyes. A few hours later you were outside, looking for Arthur who seemed to be still somewhere looking for 'Vladimir'. The person you finally met wasn't Arthur but Alfred who practiced hero postures. “One hand up! Like this! Yeah!” “Uhm... hi?” He was so into his training (or whatever you might call that) that he didn't notice you at first. However, now, he turned around, still in a weird pose. “Hey!! Want a hamburger?” As it seemed, he was about to pull a hamburger somewhere out of his jacket. You refused hastily, “N-No, thank you!” He looked somewhat disappointed and you decided it was best to change the topic. “Have you seen Arthur? I've been looking for him for a while...” Alfred shook his head. “Nope, I haven't. Didn't he say something when he left?” “Ah, well...” You rubbed the back of your head. “He said he was looking for Vladimir... One of his non-existent friends I assume.” The expression on Alfred's face suddenly looked different. It seemed as though he'd just seen daylight. “He can't find Vladimir?” You blinked. Did I miss something? “Yes...? And he's looking for him. Should I know that... Vladimir?” A huge grin was plastered across his face now. It was unsettling. “Vladimir is the name of his unicorn friend.” You were silent for a moment, then it hit you. Unicorns only befriend virgins. … Or something like that. While trying to decide what was more startling – that, apparently, it had been Arthur's first time or that his imaginary friends seemed to conform to the rules of fables – Alfred burst out laughing. “So you did it? You two had se- hmpf!” You had pressed one hand on his mouth. “Don't say it!” you hissed blushing. It looked like Arthur wouldn't see Vladimir again. Hosted by Animexx e.V. (http://www.animexx.de)