This is a continuation of a previous vampire thing I wrote
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The command rang in her head over and over. Stay put and keep quiet. She practically held her breath while the vampire began to feed upon the prince once more. He sounded so small and submissive the way he moaned beneath the weight of the vampire. The way he grabbed at the vampire’s shirt, pulling him closer. Those soft whispers and pleading. “Please… please…”
The bile rose in her throat when she heard it. The sound of fangs piercing flesh. She forced it down and watched the prince as he desperately wrapped his arms and legs around his vampire master. While he fed, the flicker of the candlelight played with the gray streaks in his hair and suddenly she recognized the vampire. She couldn’t pull forward a name, but she knew of him. He was a noble from the kingdom westward. One that the prince pined after for years. The noble that had just recently become a widower after the tragic passing of his wife.
The prince’s eyes were fogged over when the vampire pulled away once more. He seemed to stare right above him, his breathing strained and ragged.
How could he not be aware of her presence there? Was it the vampire? Did his magic somehow hide her from the prince's gaze?
The vampire manhandled the prince into a more preferable area of the bed so they're both laying in the center of the large bed. He pulled his vampire lover close, kissing him while his lips were stained with his own blood. He laid his legs spread beneath the vampire. The two men shared a long, longing gaze while the vampire's hand rested on the edge of the prince's pants. He nodded, biting his lip. The vampire smirked carefully removing the prince's pants and undergarments while the prince mewled and arched his back. She noticed, now, the tremor in the prince's movements. The way he trembled under his clandestine lover. He tossed aside his pants and undergarments landing right at the servant's feet.
She looks down at the clothes at her feet gazing up again, she was trapped in the vampire's gaze. He looked her up and down with a malicious smile displaying his fangs.
His hands traced over his body tracing down until his gaze was at the prince's hips or rather… between his legs. She found herself straining to see clearly.
