Seduction and Demanding(Private)

He pointed to the guy leaving as if to ask who he was. Not really concerned or caring. He noticed she didn't pay any tentative attention to the guy so nothing roused him to think irrationally. "I have many questions but i'm getting to hungry to think right now." He mumbled as he bit his lip looking at her like a delicious treat. Then away as if scolding himself for thinking in such a way. "Can I get something bottled?" He asked while biting his thumb to release tension in his fangs.

She nodded and got up, taking his hand and leading him to the kitchen. She knew he'd need to bite down on somthing, she grabbed one of the bottles and heated it up to body temperature before handing it to him and leading him to the table, "So, i bet as you've figured out, I'm a queen... And i see the question in your eyes so as as much as you'd like."

He grumbled when being handed the bottle. Don't I get to nap at your sweet neck? Oh well. He shrugged in mid thought and felt a disturbed feeling. The blood tasted oddly when warmed, medical blood had some sort of preservative that threw the taste off. Now that he was undead, he noticed it more then as a human with a binge blood drinking problem. "Well...Whats it like being A Royal Vampire Queen?" He asked in a mumble as he sipped slowly at the strange tasting blood.

I smiled, "Here, it'll taste better," I grabbed the envelope opener and slit my wrist, putting come of my blood in for him then handing it back. "Its different than your Queens of like England and such. I have to do certain things each day, i have to execute people... be the judge and the jury, teach the guard to fight and test them.." She yawned just hinking about what she had to do. When she took a mate, He'd help her, hopefully. "When I decide to take a mate under the moon and If he's changed he'll help out,"

He began to feel excited from the sudden rush of smell in the air. Delicious blood, He felt his body weaken suddenly. As she handed him the jug, he sat it aside to take her wrist. Instantly pulling her close as he dropped to his knees. His lips pressing hard again the wound as he began to gulp the slow drip of her bleeding wrist. He couldn't help himself, he wanted to drink from the fresh gash, his body shivering from the haze of hunger.

She couldn't help but to laugh lightly, she knew he'd do this. She had found it a little off that he'd wanted it bottled, although she knew he was just trying to be polite. She shifted and laid on her back, holding her arm out at his mouth. She shivered at the pleasure his lips brought, and hearing the pulse of his own blood had hunger nearly covering her sences as well.

His tongue glided up her arm slowly, soon meeting her mouth. His kiss was deep. Then he tore open his shirt offering himself to her. To his Queen, his lover. The women he loved dearly so.

I kissed him deeper, trailing her tongue to his neck, she nipped lightly, teasing him.

'Please...do it." He breathed. His body shaking, wanting to feel her fangs puncture his skin. To feast on him like a raving animal. His hands clung to her, his nails dug into her skin.

"Oh I will sweetie," I said, bittong deep on his neck. She opened her mind all over again, caressing his.

His soft groan hit the air as soon as her fangs broke skin. Laying his head back, his body shook slightly with ecstasy as she caressed his mind and body while she fed off him. The world was going blank and everything felt amazing.

She pulled lightly at the rest of his clothes, "Off," she commanded, using the tone she usually used in Royal Court.

"Yes my lady." He said smiling as he slowly pulled off his shirt and dropping his pants. He grinned as he kicked off the pants and shoved her up against the wall of the living room. His body pressing roughly against hers as he slowly shift and began moving against her. His hot breath on her neck with each movement.

She thought and locked the door, she'd teach him later. She bit harder on his neck, moaning as he moved. Never sh'ed had many 'lovers' in her years but none filled her like this. None stretched her control like this. he didn't just fill the needs of her body, or her mind. He filled every depth of her soul. "Will you be mine under the moon?" She asked, roughly, the Vampire way of purposing to a loved one.

"For all eternity I will be yours." He whispered as his pace increased drastically. His body beginning to sweat as heat rushed from him. His lips kissing hers passionately as he took her to bed.

"I'll arrange that," she said before everything was cut lose from her. She would swear she felt her soul get mixed wit his, He was hers now, and she's make sure of it as soon as she was done pleasing her upcoming King in any ways possible she was able.

Pleasure, moans,groans and cries of orgasmic climax was sounded form the bedroom all night till the sun crept up and The new bloodied king laid in bed. Torn up from claw marks,bite marks and sweaty from the passionate embrace throughout the night.

She curled against him, tired and awake all at once. "My King, how are you?" She asked him softly, knowing they were both bloody from the night hours. She smiled at him, this was blood lust at full, glad she healed fast and he would be too. She couldn't say the same for their neck, for she had bit him multiple times. It looked like someone took a paint ball of red and splattered it on his neck at the pattern of her bites on him.

"Tired..very tired." He whispered as his eyelid's disobeyed him. They remained closed no matter how hard he tried to open them. He pulled her in close, moving his neck for her to lick clean.

She let him hold her, "Rest. We'll have work later. Rest, my King." she soothed, her own eyes closing as she curled even closer. She wanted to be as close as possible, and then, never leave. She licked over the sdie of his neck, just liking the taste of his skin, ther ws no blood.

His eyes began to close. listening to the whisper of her voice. Hearing only her soft wards as sleep took him once more. I am no King. I am A Monster. When he awoke, he awoke in a different room. A world surrounded by shadows and darkness. His eye's opened once more and he was in her home. The Vampire queen who turned him, who loved him. His breathing was ragged and drawn out.

I stirred a bit, sensing his discomfort. "My King," she said softly, "Are you alright?"

"Just..A bit hungry." He whispered as he laid back down, His eyes closing slowly as his ragged breathing calmed as his hands held her close. His mouth kissed her neck, wanting what was underneath.

She understood compleatly, "Do not worry, My King, you are no monster," she moved her neck a bit and his teeth caught the skin, pulling it apart, "But feed, you need it."

He felt her blood touch his lips, and his mouth sucked on the torn flesh. But not without pleasing her in exchange. He folded her into his arms and tightened himself around her. His hands sliding along her smooth curves. His fangs suddenly bite down roughly and open up her jugular as he losses himself in the hunger.