Arthur’s cold eyes scan the hallways as he walks through it searching for the love of his like. He pauses and back tracks a little after walking passed a a door that’s cracked open. He sees you sitting at your desk in the dark, looking over papers in the candle light. He smirks and blushes as he feels every fiber in his being yearn for you. He quietly steps into the room and watches you with a predatory smile.
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