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he lay at the window singing "georgie porgie pudding pie~ kissed the girls and made them c-" he was interrupted as the door-latched was turned. he frowned as his lover came through the door "and how many girls has my king been kissing tonight?"

Druist made a face though he really was amused by his lover's silliness. "None, just had to share blood with the other Prince, you know that." He shivered, he was still cold from the exchange. He stopped thinking about it and smiled. "How are you?"

"lonely" he slipped from the window loosing the robe that clothed him "you are cold still aren't you? you are supposed to couple until it passes or was he not enough" he kept his face soft though his words came out bitter. he reached the other and wrapped his arms around the best he could. "it should have been us" he buried his face in the hastily donned shirt of his love.

Druist's face went to stone. "It should have." He bit his lip in anger at the things the Council forced him into. Like it was his fault he was born as the sole Prince of his clan! He hugged his lover back. "It should have, my love," he murmured as he put his hand on the dark head of the only one he loved. "And to worsen things the one I'm married to knows about us." He pulled back and looked into the other man's eyes. "He could use it to threaten us," he said.

he chuckled mirthlessly "i know that boy he does not care about us, we were never important enough for that before why start now? he does not love you only your votes" he leaned forward on his toes to reach the other. "but enough of that, i am here now not him"

"No, but he could use it to force my vote." Druist looked out over his lover's head. He sighed. "I don't like him knowing about it," he added, unhappy. But he bent down anyway to press his lips to the others'. "You are right - he isn't here now. It's just us." He still felt unhappy, though, and the effects of the exchange still bothered him.

"just us" he repeated and pulled the other onto the floor. he would make the other forget the spoiled princling.

He let the effects of the blood exchange take over, now. Smiling slightly, he allowed his lover to erase any memory of the other Prince as his skilled fingers ran over his body, making him shiver in delight. Tomorrow he would worry about the other. For now, he allowed himself the pleasure of having his own lover. He removed his own shirt, pressing his lips against those of his true prince.

he woke up in a sour mood, the itch went away but the ire and shame did not. he was embarrassed for himself and offended that the other had seen him in such a vulnerable way. he had no mercy on his atendants

A warm feeling was in his stomach when he opened his eyes. His lover had gone, as was predicted. It would never do if someone barged in while they were sleeping to see them in a most uncomfortable position. He stood up and dressed, hoping no attendants would come in before he had time to erase the smell of the other vampire. He wondered how Sain was doing. "I don't care," he said to himself. But he wondered all the same.