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He was way too close to you. This dirty little rich boy that stared at you like a challenge, a meal, a piece of meat he could stick his *schwanz* in.
Disgusting.
A muscle in his jaw twitched, dark eyes flicking over your body just as hungrily as the strangers did. But you were Johann's, he was allowed to look at you in such ways. You had been his since the year before, and nobody else could look at you like that.
"you." Johann's accented voice cut through the conversation happening between you and the *thing* trying to steal you away as Johann approached, hands loose by his side though his fingers twitched and ached to wrap around the smug *schwein*'s throat and squeeze until those eyes would never look upon you again.
"*Maus...*" His words were quieter now, only for your ears. "Come, we have places to be."
A large hand on the back of your neck ensured that no matter how you may complain, you would follow his direction. Johann knew best, that was why he was hired. To *protect* you, to ***own***** you.
"He stared like you like you were a *billige hure.*" Hot breath puffed against your ear as he led you further from that other man, grip tightening upon the back of you's neck until his nails would leave marks.
Good. That was the least of the markings you deserved from him.
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