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Francis Bonnefoy
"This loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven... "

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Francis gave Arthur a knowing smile, moving to lean against a nearby tree. "C'mon, ma chatton." he purred, crooking a finger. "Come have a drink~" He tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck.






"Anywhere you go, let me go too."

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Mathew smiled, wrapping his arms around the wolf's neck and hugging him tightly. "Alfie!! You scared me so badly... I'm so sorry Alfie, I... I love you... I don't want to hurt you..." he murmured as he pressed his face into his fur, tears beginning to fall.


"If you do one thing I don't approve of while I'm gone, the LEAST little thing, mind you... I'll show you what horror means!
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Arthur hesitated.
"I-I shouldn't..." he answered, but his eyes never left his lover's neck.
He was hungry... and Francis was his...
Leaning forward, he kissed up the Frenchman's neck.


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The wolf gave a dog-like whine, nuzzling into the Canadian and licking his ear. It's tail wagged, trying to be a comfort.


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Francis sighed in contentment, closing his eyes. "Come on, Arthur... Drink." he huskily whispered. "I don't mind... And you are terribly thirsty..."






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Mathew smilled at Alfred, wiping the tears from hsi face. "Mmm... Merci, Alfie." he said, kissing the top of Alfred's head. "You're such a good brother..."


"If you do one thing I don't approve of while I'm gone, the LEAST little thing, mind you... I'll show you what horror means!
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Arthur nodded, gently sinking his teeth into his lover's neck and draining some of his blood.
He wouldn't drain too much, but it tasted so good.
Closing his eyes, he leaned against Francis, resting his hands on his lover's chest.


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The wolf gave a bark, looking up at the Canadian with that same, tongue-lolling smile, wagging his tail.
Jumping up, the wolf pushed the Canadian to the ground, licking his face affectionately.


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Francis let his hands linger on Arthur's hips, breathing deeply as the Englishman drank. He was feeling a tad woozy... But in a good way. Good, because it was for Arthur. That much made him smile, a light chuckle escaping his lips.






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Mathew laughed, pressing his hands against the wolf's fuzzy chest. "A-alfie!!" he stuttered, just as he did when his brother was human. "G-get off!!"


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When Arthur finished, he licked the wound, waiting for it to clot before looking up at his lover.
"How are you feeling, luv?" he asked, concerned.


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The wolf gave another bark, continuing to lick his face like a happy domestic dog that hadn't seen it's master in years.


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Francis closed his eyes for a long moment, waiting for his head to stop spinning. "Fine." he replied, opening an eye and smiling down at Arthur. "Mmm... Happy now?"






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Mathew chuckled, smiling warmly up at his brother. "Thanks, Alfie..." But the thought suddenly occured to him; if this was Alfie... What did they bury? He sat up, glancing in the direction of the makeshift grave with a frown.


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Arthur nodded.
"Yes... thank you..." he answered with a tender smile.
He nearly forgot all that was going on... he felt that all that mattered was Francis.


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Alfie looked over at the grave, spotting the cane and he took a few steps back, giving a whimper as his tail went between his legs in instant defeat.


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Francis smiled back, leaning down and nibbling on Arthur's neck. "Mm~ I think it's my turn for a drink..." he murmured, holding Arthur close.






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Mathew crawled forward and grabbed the cane, tossing it in the opposite direction with a glare. "It won't be used to hurt you anymore, Alfie... I promise."


"If you do one thing I don't approve of while I'm gone, the LEAST little thing, mind you... I'll show you what horror means!
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Arthur leaned back, allowing himself to be held.


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The wolf waited for a few moments, looking around, before following after the Canadian, still looking hesitant.


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Francis hummed lightly, his mask pressing a bit roughly against Arthur's cheek. This was his heaven~ His lover was there, all to him, they were alone in the middle of nowhere... It was perfect. "Arthur~" he murmured, chuckling to himself.






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Mathew petted his head soothingly, then turned to the grave. The earth.. It was undisturbed. He frowned at that, confused. "What...?" He glanced down at Alfred. "Then where did you come from...?"


"If you do one thing I don't approve of while I'm gone, the LEAST little thing, mind you... I'll show you what horror means!
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Arthur felt the coldness of the mask press against his face.
"Francis, why don't you take that off?" he asked, "Honestly, you don't need it..."
He reached forward to remove it so he could properly kiss his lover.


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The wolf gave a whine, lying on top of the grave, resting his head on his paws.


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Francis stiffened, snatching his mask back from Arthur. "NON!" he snarled, all happiness vanished as soon as it appeared. He roughly pushed the Englishman to the ground, glaring down at him. "You little viper!! Don't you dare touch my mask again!!" he raged, a mad glint in his eyes.






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Mathew frowned, kneeling above the grave. Well, there was only one way to find out... He began to scrabble at the earth with his hands, shoveling it off to the side.


"If you do one thing I don't approve of while I'm gone, the LEAST little thing, mind you... I'll show you what horror means!
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Arthur fell to the ground, looking up at him with frightened eyes.
"Y-you've lost your bloody mind!" he snapped.
But it reminded him why he was here.
"Wait! I have to find Matthew!" he said, standing up and heading into the forest, feeling a bit hurt.
He hadn't expected Francis to yell at him like that... regardless of the fact that he knew the story, that didn't mean it didn't hurt any less.


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The wolf tried to push Matthew away from the grave, giving a pleading whimper.


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Francis grabbed his arm, pulling him back. "Non! I can't let you leave." he said, stubbornly digging in his heels. "You belong to me, remember?"






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Mathew stared at Alfred, confused. "What? Come on, its not that bad..." He dug further, getting close to where they laid Alfred's body.


"If you do one thing I don't approve of while I'm gone, the LEAST little thing, mind you... I'll show you what horror means!
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