#redacted anton

Angel, seeing the giant of a man who is their new pack member:

Anton: H-hello. My name is Anton and I defer to the Mate of Alpha—

Angel, suddenly dragging him towards Babe and Sweetheart: You're my friend now. We're having soft tacos later.

But to their surprise, a broad figure was waiting at the door. They immediately knew it was Anton before even seeing him - their cores lit up as their magic recognised one another’s first.

He smiled, opening up his big coat. Love beamed at the invitation and ran into his arms, to which Anton closed the coat around them to keep them warm like a big hug. They loved this routine of theirs in the winter. It meant a lot that there was this sense of regularity despite everything else being different. Anton probably read their mind, as always.

He kissed them on the forehead with a soft “hello, my Love” , and they felt themselves melt in his arms.

“I love you.” They smiled, thankful to have him in the midst of everything else changing.

And he does it unknowingly too.

Love’s breath catches in their chest when he’s leaning over them like this, and their knees start to give out. Anton’s quick to catch them with a hand around their waist, holding them up against him with that adorable furrow in his brows.

“Love? What’s wrong?”

They couldn’t speak, cheeks flushing under his intense (albeit worried) gaze.

“I-…”

A squeak escaped them as Anton leaned in closer, their hands coming up to rest against his chest, although they weren’t sure if they were pushing him away or pulling him in closer. Probably the latter.

Anton finally caught on, eyes widening in recognition before settling as he tilted his head and smirked in the gentle, charming way he always does.

“Mmm… you like this.”

Love nodded, the heat rising to their ears but they were unable to look away.

His hand tightened around their waist, preventing them from escaping. (Not that they’d want to.) leaning down, his breath tickled their ear before he nibbled their lobe, eliciting a gasp from his mate.

He chuckled darkly, hand that was against the doorframe now reaching up to take off his glasses and raise them to the top of his head.

Love felt their heart speed up. Gods, he was so handsome.

Anton took one step forward, then another, and cornered them between the doorframe and his body. His hand returned to the frame, trapping Love from all sides.

“Then you’ll also like when I do this.” He smirked, eyes meeting once more before his gaze lowered to their lips. Love’s hands fisted his shirt, tugging him toward them, growing impatient.

“Please.” They whispered.

Anton’s lips found theirs in reply.

Right side of my neck, underdressed at the symphony, I know I’m funny haha (faye webster)

Drawing a tattoo, first i was, twice, and mayyybeee dads song (Jake Minch)

Facebook story, self control, ivy, Siegfried. (Frank ocean)

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