New Rule
Request by- dinopaintsyourmom
Description-
In a world where vampires and werewolves are sworn enemies, the vampire crown prince Astaroth takes interest in the werewolf agent Romulus. What will happen if anyone finds out about the affair between the two before Astaroth's coronation?
Astaroth's Pov
"Where's my son!?" The castle shakes as my fathers' voice booms through the walls. I rest my head against the tree behind me, looking up at the full moon overhead. A water nymph named Nephele approached me, frowning as my eyes fluttered shut. "My lord," Nephele muttered, "How much longer are you going to sulk?"
"Until I don't want to," I muttered. I opened my eyes and looked up at the nymph hovering above me. "Does master not want to be king?" Nephele questioned, tilting her head. "It is a great honor -" "I know," I cut her off. "But I never wished to be crowned king, nor did I wish to be a prince."
Nephele frowned and sat next to me, leaning her head on my shoulder. "I'd rather not talk about this now," I started, "How is Silva?" Nephele jerked her head up, looking at me with wide, sparkling eyes at the sound of her lovers name. "She is doing well!" Nephele beamed. A smile grew on my face as Nephele began to go on about how much she loved Silva, a wind fairy from the meadows. I leaned my head on Nephele's shoulder and sighed.
Hours passed, and my father gave up on his search for me, as the only place he didn't have access to was my secret garden. My
getaway
. I got up from under my widow tree and made my way towards the exit that led to my bedroom. In eight days, I'd be crowned king of Staltyna, the vampire kingdom. Being crowned king was a great honor only bestowed on the eldest prince. But being crowned king also meant being forced into an arranged marriage. I wasn't ready to marry some stranger. Especially because that stranger would be a woman, as per tradition. Even though I have three younger brothers who could easily take my place, tradition was everything for vampires. Breaking tradition was like breaking the law, and often times would result in severe punishment.
I made my way towards my bed, (and no, most vampires don't sleep in coffins because it's always night in their realm.) Which had red satin sheets with gold accents. I dragged my feet across the floor and fell face first onto my bed. "
Ugghh
," I groaned into my pillow. I dosed off almost instantly, and my mind wondered free.
'Wake up'
My eyes fly open, and I jump up immediately. Standing in front of me was a tall figure holding a wooden stake. A werewolf. I spent a moment admiring the man, taking in all of his features.
I don't care if we're meant to be enemiesn because his is fucking hot.
I pondered. He was probably six-six, and he was very hefty, in a muscular way, which was clearly visible because the black turtle- neck he was wearing hugged him tightly and complemented his blue jeans perfectly. His curly brown hair framed his face perfectly, and the bit that fell on his forehead made his red eyes that much more appealing.
I swallowed thickly as his stern gaze softened while he looked at me. For a moment, he looked upset before sighing heavily and approaching me, dropping the wooden stake on the floor, causing a clatter to echo through my large, open room. Vampires and werewolves are sworn enemies, and judging by the fact he had entered my room holding a weapon, I couldn't tell if this was an attempt on my life, or an attempt on my virginity.
Here's a breakdown of the feud between our two species. The queen of vampires and the king of werewolves got along swell, which meant peace between the kingdoms. Relationships between the species became very common, and everyone got along perfectly. That is, until the vampire queen took interest in the werewolf king. The two started a relationship, but the werewolf king soon realized how demanding the vampire queen was. She went as far as not letting him leave her. So the wearwolf king chose to find love elsewhere, hiding his affair from the vampire queen. However, the queen easily found out about his affair and thus began a long war between the kingdoms. Relationships with the other species became illegal, and walls were built around the cities. But the worst part is that this feud has lasted over sixty thousand years. My father isn't even closely related to the ancient vampire queen, and neither is the current werewolf queen. This dumb quarrel has no purpose anymore, and yet no one dares stop it. Not even the rulers.
The werewolf who was currently crawling into my bed spoke in a deep, husky voice, "Romulus." The tent in my pants grew as he crawled on top of me, looking down and taking in my features. Unlike him, I was scrawny. I stood at five foot seven and had basically no muscle at all. My jet-black hair reached my waist and was completely straight, and my eyes were yellow. But unlike most vampires, my eyes had hints of white in them, showing my virginity. As a royal, I was meant to preserve my lower section until I met my arranged partner. After being deflowered by them and having several children, I'd then be allowed to divorce them and find actual love. Everyone knows that vampires have white in their eyes and werewolves have black when they haven't been bedded, but imagine my surprise when I saw the black accents in this hunks eyes. He leaned over my head, and my cheeks started to burn up. He dipped his head towards my ear and nibbled at my lobe, "Do you want to?" He whispered. He pressed his body against me, and I felt
it
.
"Fuuuck," I bit my lip, my fang piercing the skin on my lip, drawing little blood. Romulus' gaze flickered to my lips, then at my eyes, which were filled with lust. He pressed his body against me further, his dick grinding against mine, causing me to moan. He licked up the blood on my lips, and his lips met mine in a steamy, passionate kiss. He slipped his tongue inside my mouth, feeling every aspect of it before pulling away slowly. He grabbed my waist and pulled both my pants and my boxers off in one swift movement. He looked down at my shaft and licked his lips. I felt the blush begin to rise again as he swooped down to my tight, virgin hole.
"Nngh!" I moaned as I felt his warm tongue enter my hole. He took his time licking around my rectum, using his saliva as lubricant. Once he was satisfied, he pushed a finger into me, causing a whimper to escape my lips. He quickly sealed my lips with his as he continued to finger me. He inserted another digit, making me yelp. Romulus pulled his finger out of me and took off his shirt, revealing his shoulder to me. "Bite," he muttered, and I followed his command, biting down on his shoulder. I had tasted blood so sweet. Today's vampires would buy animal blood from markets because drinking another vampires blood was like drinking fireworks, and biting a different race was a sign of mating unless the prey was dead. Romulus let out a low moan as he slipped his digits back into me, quickly adding a third. My teeth sunk deeper into his skin, leaving a bleeding bite mark when I pulled away. I laid my head back to rest it against my headboard. "Romulus," I moaned his name. He started twitching as he grit his teeth, pulling his digits out of my lubricated hole.
Romulus sat up and removed his garments quicker than the eye could see. He pressed his tip against my hole, rubbing his pre-cum along my rim. "Ahhn," whimpered as he slipped his tip inside my anus. Romulus' lips pressed against mine as he slowly began to push himself into me. I felt full after he'd managed to fit all nine of his inches into my virgin ass, and he remained still, allowing both of us to adjust to the unfamiliar feeling. When I felt ready, I started to grind my hips against his, causing him to let out a prolonged groan. Romulus began moving at a steady pace, his balls hitting my ass with every thrust. He wasted no time as quickly began thrusting harder and deeper into me, the sound of our skin slapping echoed throughout my empty room. Romulus pounded me without mercy, and my climax approached quickly.
"Romulus!" I moaned as I reached my orgasam. My cum covered both of our chests and Romulus began thrusting even deeper. "Angh!" I cried out as his tip hit my prostate, stimulating the bundle of nerves. "Astaroth!" Romulus cried out as he threw his head back, thrusting into me once more before reaching his climax. I felt his dick throb as he filled me with his seed. I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned in to kiss him, my ass still full with his length. He ran his hands through my hair and brushed his thumb along my red cheeks, wiping a tear away. My heart skipped a beat as he began kissing my neck, leaving marks along my shoulder and chest.
"Will you be mine?" He wispered, his voice slightly horse and his body trembling slightly. I moved my hands to cup his cheeks and kissed his softly. "Yes," I whispered. A smile spread across his face, but it didn't last long. "Astaroth!" A voice followed a knock on my door. Romulus quickly pulled out of me, and his cum began leaking out my ass. Romulus grabbed his clothes, quickly pulling them on before he looked at me frantically. I pointed towards the bathroom door, and he ran inside, returning with a wash cloth. He quickly cleaned me up and put my garments back onto me. I quickly cupped his face as he tried to leave, and kissed him on the cheek. A slight blush rose in his face, and he left via my window.
I got up to answer the door, but my legs wobbled and I walked with a slight limp. I answered the door to see my father standing tall with a short figure behind him. "Astaroth," my father grumbled. He sighed, sliding ti the side to reveal the figure behind him. "Meet Diana, your fiancé," he finished. The woman smiled, so I smiled back. My father walked away, not uttering another word, and Diana hugged me, before walking away as well.
Thank god no one noticed my eyes.
The day of my coronation finally arrived, and I fely sick to my stomach. Romulus had wished me luck with morning sex, but my stomach still felt like it was folding over itself. Half of the maids were in my room, preparing me for my crowning, while the other half were running around making sure everything was in order. This is one of the biggest events ever held in the vampire kingdom, meaning most of the city would attend.
Romulus' Pov
He's perfect
.
I was originally sent to Staltyna on a mission by the WWT (Werewolf Task force) to assassinate the crowned prince, but when I saw him on his bed, my heart melted. He was beautiful, and I found myself immediately smitten. He had been my first, and he
will
be my last. I had gotten kicked out of the WWT for failure in completing my mission, but that didn't matter. Today, the crown prince Astaroth's coronation will be the day that everything changes between vampires and werewolves. I'm going to show up at the after-party, and I'm going to embrace my lover. Nothing will stand in my way, I am not letting
my
Astaroth be married off,
never
.
I had been preparing this for weeks, but that didn't mean I was ready for it. The werewolf queen had already agreed to my plan in settling this outdated feud, and with the royal guard on my side, I had a great chance of success. The carriages were prepared, so my team and I were on our way to Staltyna.
The ceremony ended at the second moon, meaning we had at least an hour before the after party would begin. The ride was four hours if the roads weren't busy, meaning we had sruck the jackpot. I began fidgeting with my cloak sleeve, the velvet material keeping me warm, as the cold weather was worst during the month of Cyrolayhs, which was our eleventh month. We came to a stop at one of the feeding stations so that the horses could eat, and then it was back on the road. The ride was long, and it felt even longer because I was trying to rescue the love of my life.
We finally arrived at the kingdom of Staltynan, and I immediately felt my heart begin to race. This mission was different from any I had ever been on. The lights coming from inside the castle indicated that the after party had begun, so it was time to strike. Half of our soldiers went to the second entrance, while the half I was leading went to the first. I grabbed the flare gun from my garter and held it high. I hesitated before pulling the trigger. The flare went off, and we swung the doors open, surrounding the crowd of people from all ends. All of the vampires began screaming, but none of it mattered because, in the center of it all, was Astaroth,
my
Astaroth. He was dressed in a black robe with red accents. His beautiful long hair was braided and tossed over his shoulder, with red flowers poking out from his braid. My heart fluttered at the sight of him, but I quickly cleared my throat and stood tall, beginning my speech.
"The new king of vampires, king of Staltyna, and the love of my life, Astaroth," the crowd gasped. "With the entire kingdom of Kiloveur on my side. Will you help settle this quarrel-" I cleared my throat again, smiling as I continued to speak, "And will you take my hand in marriage." I proposed; finishing my speech. The crowd gasped again, but this time, they began speaking amongst themselves. I didn’t care. My focus was entirely on Astaroth. "Absolutely not!" A voice emerged and boomed across the entire ballroom. "You have no power over this, father," Astaroth spoke. He approached me, his robe dragging along the floor and his hair bouncing with every step. Astaroth took bith of my hand in his and stepped to my side. Still holding my hand, he himself had a speech.
"From today on, vampires and werewolves will live in peace, just as they did sixty thousand years ago! Starting next moon, the walls will be torn down, and our kingdoms will thrive as one, once again. This tradition of ours is coming to an end, and anyone who doesn't agree with my rule is banished from today onward!" The vampires cheered, and so did the werewolf troops who had come for the mission. Astaroth looked up at me, grabbed my face, and pulled me into a passionate kiss. We had done it.
I returned to Kiloveur to inform my queen of the results from the mission. But when I got back to Staltyna, Astaroth ran into my arms, and he seemed distressed. I placed a kiss on his forehead, running my hand through his luscious black hair. The previous king approached, clearly pissed, and his voice made the walls shake. "You can not do this!" He demanded. Astaroth stayed in my arms as the royal guard began arresting the previous king. He nuzzled his face into ky chest, which made my heart skip a beat. At that moment, I got down on one knee and proposed again, properly this time. The ring had a giant blood stone in the middle, and Astaroth almost broke down in tears, falling to his knees and hugging me. "Yes! A thousand times, yes!"
Five moon later, our wedding day finally arrived. Astaroth was dressed in a white robe that had lace at the bottom, and he was wearing a wedding veil. Meanwhile, I was wearing a basic black suit. Seeing Astaroth walk down the aisle was like seeing the full moon overhead. He was shining so brightly, and I loved every minute of it.
Before I knew it, Astaroth was standing in front of me, staring at me with those big, yellow eyes full of love. Everyone went silent as the pastor began speaking. "We are gathered here today to honor the relationship and everlasting love between the king of vampires, Astaroth Klvcus, and the werewolf, Romulus Hidghe. Do you, Astaroth Klvcus, take Romulus Hidghe to love and to cherish, through sickness and in health, through better or worse. Do you promise to cherish your love and to let nothing stand in the way?" "I do," Astaroth smiled." "And do you, Romulus Hidghe, to love and to cherish, through sickness and in health, through better or worse. Do you promise to cherish your love and let nothing stand in the way?" "I do," I announced. "Then, by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you, husband and husband. Your souls are one! You may now kiss!"
The crowd erupted with cheering as we kissed. Our marriage was now official, and our love was to be celebrated. Astaroth threw the bouquet, and everyone enjoyed themselves through the rest of the reception. After the party had ended, my husband and I made our way up to his,
our
chambers. We entered the room, and Astaroth immediately began stripping. I guess he decided he wanted to put on a show and a show he put on. I was hard within seconds. I sat on the edge of the bed and watched. "I love you," I spoke. "I love you, too," Astaroth replied, placing himself on my lap.
Tonight is going to be a long night.
