beastlynecromancer:

It was the sight of the prince himself that made him shut up. The longer he stared, the more he felt as though he fell into the vampire’s trance. Brent did not know how long he would have to endure but the most frustrating aspect of this is how much he did not seem to mind it. Clearly he was not in his senses, because in a way he felt like he wanted some affliction from this royal creature of the night.

He tried to look stoic, unaffected but his exhausted gulp gave it away. The prince’s voice, it was smooth and rich like honey, causing a shiver to run through him. At his first command of many, he decided to play along in his curiosity, a glance at the man’s groins to see if it was exposed or not. So he let his jaw hang down, breath now inhaling and exhaling from his mouth. 

He smiled as Brent opened his mouth and he saw his eyes flick down which made him grin even more. Axel looked him over and wanted to make sure that he wasn’t hurt at all from his travels here. “What is your name?” He asked as he stood back, his hands across his chest as he looked at the new slave. 

It was a bit rare for the prince to take a new slave so if he accepted this one the other vampires would be surprised by it, but Axel liked the look of him and he seemed to have a strange air about him that interested the vampire prince.