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Warning: Serious smut in this chapter~~

Chapter 12

Francis smiled to himself as he inspected his appearance in the mirror. He had persuaded Arthur to take him shopping for some new clothes as a birthday present, some that suited his age more. In Arthur's mind, that simply meant bigger clothes, but in Francis' mind, it meant tight trousers and sexy, silk shirts. The young Frenchman smirked to himself as he remembered how Arthur had looked at him when he had first tried one of the outfits on – the want was unmistakable.

So now Francis wore a similarly enticing outfit – a deep claret shirt and impossibly tight trousers that clung to all his curves deliciously. It was simple enough, but Francis knew that Arthur would be watching him whilst he made dinner, and if he swayed his hips just right, and maybe bent over a little to get something from one of the cupboards, the Englishman might finally make a move on him.

Francis had been waiting for such a thing to happen for what felt like years now, as he knew Arthur was clearly interested, but the former guardian had always exercised such self-restraint, and Francis wanted to make him snap. Because he found Arthur incredibly attractive too; remarkably the man had not seemed to age in all the time that Francis knew him. He didn't know how old Arthur was, but he looked to only be maybe five years older than Francis was, and that didn't seem like much of an issue to the Parisian. But as he was turning eighteen tomorrow, Francis wanted to be able to show that he was not just a boy anymore, but a man.

Making sure that his shirt was not buttoned up as much as it should have been, showing just a tantalising sliver of his chest, Francis left his bedroom, sauntering down the stairs to make a start on dinner. He knew Arthur would come and sit at the table to watch him, as he did every evening, and Francis was intent on creating a nice, romantic atmosphere while he cooked.

Just as he expected, Arthur was sat at the table with a book in his hand, as the Englishman always pretended to read so that Francis wouldn't know he was watching him. Seeing Francis come down the stairs, Arthur's eyes widened slightly at his outfit before quickly averting his gaze to his book, pretending to be utterly engrossed in the words on the page.

Francis smirked, walking past Arthur and going to the fridge. "I'm going to make a start on dinner, d'accord?"

"Hm?" Arthur flitted his gaze up. "Oh, yes – of course…" he uttered, as if he hadn't been waiting for Francis to come and start cooking for over half an hour. Now he could see what was taking him so long, as Francis looked utterly delectable.

The Frenchman tossed a smile over his shoulder towards Arthur, before grabbing ingredients out of the fridge to start making some dinner. He turned on the radio that Arthur had bought him years ago, because he knew Francis loved to dance as he cooked. He purposefully chose a station that specialised in slow, romantic songs, and he began to sway his hips slowly in time to the music as he chopped up some vegetables.

Arthur clutched his book a little tighter, peering at the Frenchman over the pages and watching the slow sway of his hips, as if entranced by him. Francis had truly grown to become the most beautiful man Arthur had ever seen in his many centuries of life, and watching him being so effortlessly seductive made it hard for Arthur to stay in his seat. The vampire in him wanted to grab Francis and bruise his lips in a hungry kiss, and at this point even the human part of him seemed to be warming to that idea.

Francis swept the chopped vegetables into the waiting pot, and then realised that he could maybe get Arthur involved in the cooking, so that he would be closer to him. Pretending that he couldn't reach a tin in the top cupboard, he turned to Arthur.

"Mon cher, could you reach this for me?" he asked nicely, making sure to use some French as he realised that Arthur seemed to quite like it.

Arthur had been subtly watching Francis stretch and reach up, but now he blinked and stood up, grateful that he was undead and therefore couldn't blush. "Ah, of course."

He was a head taller than Francis, and he had a feeling the Frenchman had finished growing, which he found rather endearing. So he came over, retrieving the tin for Francis, only to find that as he had reached up, Francis had slid himself between the countertop and Arthur's chest, looking up at him expectantly.

Arthur's lips parted slightly as he met his gaze, his hand still holding the tin as he carefully put it on the side, not breaking eye-contact with Francis. He smelled so good, even though he disguised his natural scent with a floral cologne, but being this close, Arthur could smell him, and his scent was divine. He could hear Francis' heart beating rapidly in excitement, and he realised he was the cause of it.

His emerald eyes bored into Francis, making the Frenchman feel naked and exposed under his relentless stare, but he melted into it, hesitantly resting a hand on Arthur's chest experimentally, as if gaging whether Arthur was feeling the same attraction that he was in this moment.

Arthur's eyes scanned over Francis' soft, plump lips. He wanted to claim them. He wanted to claim all of this beautiful man, and when he felt that delicate hand touch his cold chest gently, the vampire could no longer hold back.

Dipping his head slightly, he felt a rush of excitement as Francis met him halfway, pressing their lips together in a soft kiss. As much as Arthur wanted to let the vampire take over, he remembered the last time that had happened, and how he had scared Francis away, so now he moved his lips against Francis' confidently and slowly, his tongue dancing along Francis' lower lip to hint that he wanted to be granted entrance.

Francis' eyes slipped closed, his arms winding around Arthur's neck as he parted his lips for the vampire, letting Arthur deepen the kiss and rub their tongues together. He couldn't help letting out a soft moan as he felt cool fingers slip up under his shirt, caressing the warm skin of his torso lovingly.

Arthur heard Francis moan and he could have sworn he felt his own heart beat in response, pressing Francis against the counter more and being acutely aware of any distress he may be displaying. He didn't want to hurt Francis again.

But the Frenchman moaned again, arching into his touch and only breaking the kiss to breathe, before connecting their lips again almost desperately. Arthur could sense the deep longing emanating from Francis, and he realised that he had wanted this for quite some time, just like he had himself.

Deciding that they were past the point of no return, Arthur lifted Francis up, still kissing him as Francis wrapped his legs around Arthur's waist, and the vampire carried him effortlessly upstairs to the dark bedroom. Francis barely seemed to notice they were even moving, so distracted by Arthur's wandering tongue in his mouth. He began fumbling with the buttons on Arthur's shirt, hardly able to focus though as Arthur's kiss was making his mind go blank.

The vampire smiled into the kiss as he laid Francis down on the bed, finally parting to begin shedding the sexy clothes off the beautiful young man before him. Francis' cheeks were flushed and his lips were red and slightly abused from the kissing, and he had never looked so utterly beautiful before.

"Arthur…" Francis purred, his accent a little thicker as he reached up and tugged the vampire's shirt off him, gasping at how toned and strong his chest was. "Mon dieu…" he whispered, running his warm hands over Arthur's cool chest, his fingers trembling slightly.

The vampire watched him, leaning down to press kisses to his neck and jaw, finding a particularly sensitive spot on Francis' neck that made him mewl out in pleasure. Deciding he liked hearing that sound, Arthur gently teased the skin with his teeth, taking care not to puncture the skin with his fangs though, which were beginning to appear in his state of arousal.

Francis let out a beautiful moan, lolling his head back in bliss, and allowing Arthur better access to his neck. The vampire hesitated, hearing Francis' blood rushing in his veins, but instead of biting him, he dipped his head, continuing to kiss over his neck and down his torso, his hands working on relieving the Frenchman of his trousers.

Arthur felt Francis' own fingers ghost over his crotch, fumbling with his trousers as he tried to keep up with his former guardian, but the Englishman smiled, tossing Francis' trousers aside and then helping him to relieve his own ones. Francis' fingers were trembling and clumsy in his arousal, and it was clear that he had never done anything like this before. Arthur felt a rush of triumphant pride as he realised he would be taking his beautiful boy's virginity, and the thought made him kiss Francis again, passionately and more roughly than before, but still being mindful not to let his true nature escape his control.

Sliding down the offending garment that restrained Francis' arousal, Arthur smiled softly as he watched a pretty blush appear on the boy's cheeks, and he pressed soft kisses to his cheeks and lips to reassure him as he gently took Francis' member in his hand, beginning to stroke him.

Francis let out a soft gasp of pleasure, having felt this sensation from his own hand before, but it felt so much better when Arthur was the one doing it.

"A-Arthur…" he uttered in bliss, reaching up to tangle a hand in the vampire's hair as he kissed him again, urgently and longingly, as if he couldn't bear for their lips to ever be parted.

Arthur hummed in approval, kissing Francis back and teasing his thumb over the tip of Francis' member, eliciting a moan of surprise and pleasure that Arthur had only ever imagined would sound so good.

Kicking off his own boxers, the former guardian gave a grin that made Francis' heart skip a beat as he sucked on his own fingers. Francis was about to ask what he was doing when he felt one of the fingers gently penetrate his entrance, and he let out a groan at the strange, alien sensation.

It felt weird to have something inside him, as he had never felt it before, but as Arthur began to move the finger, carefully preparing him, Francis slowly began to get used to it, and his tensed muscles relaxed at the gradually more welcome intrusion.

"That's it, poppet." Arthur purred, his low voice a sultry growl as he watched Francis slowly adjust to his finger, judging when the young Frenchman would be ready for a second.

Francis was panting softly, his beautiful blue eyes sparkling with anticipation as he began pushing onto the finger, and Arthur deemed this as a sign to enter a second one. The second finger made Francis gasp and tense again, as he was very tight and he gripped Arthur's shoulders, letting out a soft whimper.

"Shh, it's alright…" Arthur whispered, leaning down so that his lips brushed against Francis' ear, comforting him. "Just relax…you know I would never hurt you…"

Francis listened to his words, giving an almost imperceptible nod as he closed his eyes, trying to relax and grow accustomed to the second finger. "I-I trust you…." He uttered, gasping and gripping Arthur's shoulders a little tighter as the vampire began to scissor his fingers, stretching him.

"Hnngh!" Francis groaned, a mix of pain and pleasure coursing through him as Arthur stretched him. It felt uncomfortable and painful, but the thought of what was to come made Francis very excited, and he kept his eyes closed, lolling his head back against the pillows and trying to adjust more.

Arthur was studying him closely, monitoring his expression for any sign that Francis wanted him to stop, but soon the Frenchman was moaning and pushing against his fingers again, wanting more.

As Francis felt a third finger penetrate him, it no longer hurt for so long, and the pain quickly subsided into more pleasure, leaving him panting and bucking into the fingers desperately. "M-Mon cher – Arthur – please…!"

The sound of Francis asking for Arthur to enter him made Arthur wild with lust, and he was already struggling to keep control of his vampiric nature as he heard his lover beg him, Arthur's name on his slightly bruised lips.

The sight of the blonde boy beneath him, his cheeks flushed in anticipation of what was to come, his beautiful blue eyes glazed with lust, made Arthur almost snap and take him immediately. But he managed to keep hold of his remaining shreds of humanity, and he leant over Francis more, connecting their lips in a soft but almost desperate kiss, before murmuring.

"Is this what you want, love?" the vampire removed his fingers from his lover's entrance, feeling his own member twitch in desperate want as Francis let out a whine at the loss.

"O-Oui, oui…Arthur – I need you…" the young Frenchman reached up, tangling a hand in Arthur's unruly hair and giving a gentle tug of desperation. "I-I want this more than anything…!"

The former guardian's eyes sparkled with lust as those delectable words tumbled past Francis' lips, and the feeling of Francis' slender hand fisting his hair was enough to rid the vampire of any more preconceived worries he had.

Lining up carefully, he slowly began to push himself into his lover, watching his expression closely and hesitating every time he sensed Francis tensing.

"Ahh!" Francis cried out, as Arthur has far bigger than three fingers, and his body refused to relax to accommodate Arthur's girth.

Feeling the Parisian boy so tight around him made Arthur let out a low groan, and he forced himself to still once he was all the way inside him, holding Francis' hips and pressing soft kisses over his unblemished chest to soothe him.

"Just relax…it's alright…it won't hurt if you relax…" Arthur whispered, tempted to use his vampiric nature to instantly calm him, but he wanted Francis to be fully able to consent to this, and therefore he couldn't cast any calming spell over him.

Breathing hard, Francis gripped Arthur's strong shoulders in desperation, trying to force himself to relax, as Arthur being inside him was painful. It took a few agonisingly long minutes, and by the time Francis wiggled his hips a little experimentally, Arthur was practically trembling with want.

"A-Art'ur…" Francis' gorgeous accent was made thicker by his lust and anxiety, and he gazed up at Arthur with those beautiful blue eyes that Arthur had fallen in love with all those years ago. "…Promise me you'll be gentle…"

The former guardian's expression softened as he realised how nervous Francis was, and he leaned down, kissing the young Frenchman lovingly. "I promise, love…"

Francis returned the kiss eagerly, as if that was sealing the deal for them both, before lying back and giving Arthur the final permission he needed. "You…can move now, mon cher…"

With a kind and loving smile, Arthur nodded, and slowly began moving carefully but deeply inside Francis, listening to the Frenchman's breathing begin to become uneven.

The teenager gasped, feeling some pain but soon the pleasure began to outweigh it, and he leaned up, wanting to be as close to Arthur as possible. He buried his face in Arthur's neck, letting out soft moans and sighs of pleasure. His hot breath tickled Arthur's neck, making his skin tingle with the feeling of being alive.

Francis made him warm; made him feel like his heart was beating again. Perhaps that was why he cared for him so much.

Arthur did not change his rhythm until Francis begged him to, not wanting to rush his lover into anything, but the teenager began tugging on his hair, begging him to go faster, and harder. And Arthur obliged.

Within a few thrusts of Arthur moving harder and faster within him, Francis tensed and let out a cry, releasing his seed over their chests. His cheeks flushed in embarrassment as he knew he had orgasmed quickly, but Arthur only grinned, leaning over him and continuing to increase his pace.

"Ah – A-Arthur – ah!" Francis was still recovering from his first orgasm, but the vampire gave him no time to dwell on it, as after a few moments he began to be aroused again. Letting out a moan, he coiled his hand in Arthur's hair, allowing the vampire to thrust hard and deep into him, thinking for a moment that it was so much better than he'd read in Arthur's books, before Arthur suddenly hit something that made Francis scream out, his vision going white for a second.

"Ahh!" The Frenchman gripped Arthur's shoulder tightly, his back arching into Arthur's thrusts and their sweat-glistened chests brushing against each other as Arthur tucked an arm under his smaller form to support him, wanting to continue to thrust from this new angle so that he would hit his prostate every time.

Crying out in bliss, Francis had no words to voice how he felt as Arthur thrusted into him; his mind blank of all thoughts except those of Arthur, and how incredible he was.

The vampire watched Francis' every movement hungrily, drinking in every detail of his sweat-glistened, flushed cheeks, his tousled blonde hair spread about his head in a silky halo, his fingers gripping Arthur's shoulder tightly to anchor himself to reality.

He was beautiful.

Arthur could hear the blood pumping in Francis' veins, hard and fast, as if he might burst from the building pressure. He could smell it, hell, he could almost taste it. His fangs grew longer as he took Francis' wrist, still keeping his pounding rhythm as he sank his fangs into Francis' delicate skin, tasting his delectable blood like an addict craving his fix.

Francis let out a loud moan, his eyes closed and his body too focused on Arthur's relentless pounding to even register the pain of having Arthur's fangs penetrate his skin, but the sensation of the vampire drinking his blood was arousing in itself, and Francis found that he was so close he felt he might burst.

Running his tongue over the puncture marks he had made, Arthur was quick to return his attention to Francis just in time for the teenager to release for a second time, letting out a gorgeous moan.

"A-Arthur…!" he cried out, his whole body tensing under Arthur as he orgasmed, and with the delightful blood of the Parisian boy now running through his own veins, Arthur too found himself climaxing with a low, growling moan. He released inside Francis, holding him close until he was spent, and then he slowly released his lover, letting Francis fall back onto the soft mattress in bliss.

Lying down next to him, Arthur smiled as Francis instantly moved to cuddle him, resting his blonde head on the vampire's slightly warmer chest happily. He let out a soft giggle, blushing madly as he realised what they had just done, and he gazed up at Arthur to see if he was feeling as giddy.

The former guardian returned a soft smile, kissing Francis' lips softly and playing with his mussed-up hair. "Did I hurt you, darling?"

Francis smiled lazily, his sapphire eyes shining with happiness in the afterglow of their sex. "N-Non…It was amazing…~" he admitted truthfully, so very happy that Arthur had been the one to take his virginity.

Arthur, too, felt a swell of pride as he had managed to make Francis giggle and blush madly, and he thought for a moment that he had never seen a more gorgeous sight than that of his flushed and sleepy lover cuddling against his chest.

He held Francis close, pulling the duvet covers over their naked forms so that Francis would not be cold, and Arthur watched as Francis' eyelids slowly began to droop sleepily.

Letting him fall asleep, Arthur watched the slight fluttering of Francis' long eyelashes, and he felt the whispers of soft breaths escaping his bruised lips and tickling Arthur's chest. The vampire knew in that moment that he would undeniably do anything for this precious little human, no matter the cost.

For he was the dragon protecting his prince, and he would defend him by any means necessary.

A/N: So the next chapter will be Francis' eighteenth birthday! Aw, they grow up so fast~ *wipes tear away from eye*

Anyway, what did you think of them finally acting on their feelings? About time? XD

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Also! Please go and check out my new Junjou Romantica style UKFr story because if you like this, hopefully you'll enjoy that one as well! It really needs some love and appreciation so I would really be grateful if you could spare a moment to go and check it out!

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