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"ALFRED F. JONES MEET ME IN MY OFFICE AFTER CLASS!!!" "E-eh!? I just got here!" Professor Kirkland walked by the young mans desk and placed a paper with an F on it. "F-f! What I can't be getting an F in your class" "Well you are Mr. Jones and I'd appreciate to know why you suddenly went from an all A student to this", Mr Kirkland walked past his desk and pasted out other students papers. Alfred's eyes stared at the F on his paper but he couldn't help but notice them travel upwards until they found there real prize. Mr Kirkland's ass. Alfred stared at the plump, round butt through the nice form fitting khaki pants. He gulped as his face

"Arthur......Arthur..... Artie wake up please...." Arthur groaned and slowly opened his eyes," what is it? Are you okay?" "Y-yes I'm fine but I'm hungry...." ".......ughhhhhhhhh", Arthur again groaned this was the third time this month the omega had woken him up to get some random food item in the middle of the night. Alfred whimpered and hugged his pillow," I'm sorry I'm just hungry. You don't have to get it", another thing he was doing was acting strangely shy about food and anything about the baby. The alpha stroked his omegas cheek and kissed him sweetly," Its alright luv what is it that you want?" "A burger and French fries covered

I sat in my chair. I liked my chair. It sat facing away from the closed window. The window that showed everyone laughing. Everyone having fun. Everyone celebrating.                ~Earlier in the day~ "Angleterre why do you do this to yourself every year" "I don't know what your talking about Frog" "You could sit in your own home or come to my house if it upsets you so much", usually when France asked England to come to his house he'd say it seductively but this time all you could hear in his voice was concern. England scoffed and gave him an annoyed look, "It defiantly does not upset me. Why would I bloody care." "......Because i

Alfred I believe you are.........        ~timeskip to driving home~ Silence is golden they say, well the silence in Arthur's car sure didn't feel golden to him. Its not like he had a problem with silence in fact he'd usually sit in the car in silence, unless he found a good radio station to listen too. However silence is more scary than golden when Alfred was in the car. Arthur spared a glance at his lover/omega who sat silently beside him staring out the window. "H-hey luv, how about we go to McDonalds for dinner?", the idea disgusted him but desperate times called for desperate measures. The American smiled at him a smile that was a bit

Arthur placed the burnt eggs and bacon down in front of Alfred as he went to the fridge to get some milk. Alfred stared at the burnt food with sorrow, "How?" "Hm? How what?", his tail twitched and he poured a glass of milk. "How do you?", he took a bite of the bacon, "How the hell do you ruin bacon!?" "I did not ruin the bacon! My bacon is delicious", he picked up a piece and took a bite smiling. "It's burnt so bad its brittle!" "That's how I like my bacon now eat git!" Alfred grumbled but ate the food, he didn't have a problem with the food he just liked reminding Arthur how much of a risk he's taken eating his food. The Brit sat down

Your a cat git! Maybe if you didn't break into my house and drink random things from my kitchen this wouldn't have happened!", Arthur crossed his arms extremely pissed, he hadn't expected anyone to come see him so didn't bother cleaning up the mess. He stared at the male eyes trailing from his ears to tail slowly, the Americans tail and ears were twitching and he was lightly panting. "H-how did this happen?", Alfred asked a little more calmly although his body was growing hotter. Arthur groaned he didn't want to tell the embarrassing story but since the idiot was now cat he might as well. His faced turned a deep red as he opened his mouth to

Alfred grumbled as he made is way to Arthur's house. Said man had missed 3 meetings and now Alfred was worried, so he decided to go his house to check on him. He walked up to the door and knocked hard since he was currently soaked from the rain. "Arthur open up I'm drenched out here!", he yelled getting no answer, he knew the man was home because his car was in the front yard. "Come on man! I just came to check on you!" , still no response, he began to think it was a waste of time when he realized that arthur kept a spare key under the mat. He smiled and bent down lifting the mat and revealing the key. He picked up the key and opened the door

Alfred was a nice guy, a little ill mannered and strange, but nice none the less. That was unless you tried to touch Nantucket. Even reaching for the hair would rile Alfred up and earn you a slap (more like punch) to the face. However no one knew why he seemed so protective of a simple piece of hair. That is until Arthur tried to find out. Alfreds P.O.V “Another boring meeting as usual”, I thought sipping on my coke lazily. I guess that’s what i get from getting here early. Stupid alarm clock your suppose to wake me up on time not early.  I starting to think of ways to punish my alarm clock for disturbing a heroes rest whe