"So, seduce me, love," Zagan teased.
Byleth huffed a laugh. "I don't think so. I'm the king here. You will be doing the seducing."
The blond fallen angel snapped his fingers and the two were surrounded by red and white, the room around them framed in glass windows that looked out across an expanse of red water. There was a hot tub to the far end of the room and a white shag rug over white tiles, and a white mid-century sofa sat off to the side. A starburst ceiling light cast a dim glow over the room, and the faint tones of Donna Summer's
Love to Love You Baby
drifted around them from a stereo in the corner.
Zagan turned to Byleth and contained a chuckle. "Your place?"
"What?" Byleth became defensive. "Yes, it's my place. Save your judgments. I really don't give a shit what you think." The fallen king snapped his fingers and was stripped of his clothing in seconds. He then made his way over to the hot tub before Zagan could react, and he threw his arms across the back after settling in.
The vampire stood in the middle of it all with an eyebrow cocked. "So, this is how we're going to play?" He flashed a flirtatious grin and brought back his natural British accent for effect. "I have to admit, it does have a certain Austin Powers bit of class." He then added, true to Austin Powers' nature, "Groovy, baby."
Byleth laughed humorlessly. "You're lucky I even brought you here," he said. "I
never
bring people here." At the snap of his fingers, a glass filled with expensive red wine appeared in his claws. "I'm waiting."
"As you wish, my king," Zagan said and bowed for flourish. He was adorned in all black with a red poet shirt beneath an embroidered jacket, and his pants were vegan leather that left little to the imagination.
The vampire paused while removing his boots to see that Byleth was watching impatiently.
"Come on, vampire," the king teased. "You're supposed to be the irresistibly sexy one. Prove it."
"Anticipation is the best aphrodisiac." Zagan swayed to the music and explored his body. His thumbs hooked behind the waistline of his pants and tugged, and then grabbed the hem of his shirt and flicked the first button open.
Byleth smiled in approval as Zagan pulled more buttons apart. The vampire's red eyes never left his as the elegant shirt fell open and dropped to the floor with the jacket, and Zagan sauntered over to the hot tub and paused to beckon for Byleth to come closer.
The fallen angel set his glass aside and came to the edge. "Do I have to do everything for you?" the king said sarcastically. He smirked up at the vampire and slid his claws up a pair of leather-clad legs.
"It would be an honor, your majesty." Zagan bit his lip as Byleth wasted no time in unhooking the button and pulled the zipper down.
The fallen king chuckled lecherously and pulled the vampire free from the confines of his tight clothing. "You're already hard? Just from that?"
Zagan sighed as Byleth teased the underside of his cock with a forked tongue. "Like I said, anticipation is the best aphrodisiac."
The fallen angel chuckled.
Zagan lifted an eyebrow. "Did I miss something?"
"You won't get me that easily," Byleth said as he moved away. "I'm the one giving the orders here." He sat back and pointed to the water. "Get your ass in here."
"As my king wishes." The vampire kicked his pants off and climbed into the water as
Get Ready
by The Temptations flooded the room. A powerful flutter tickled his stomach. There was something unbelievably sexy about the fallen angel's style despite the outdated nature of it.
Zagan drifted over to sit on Byleth's lap and claimed the fallen king's lips. The latter reached over to grab his glass of red wine, pausing between the vampire's kisses to take some into his mouth before returning. The wine spilled between their lips and down the vampire's neck as their hands explored.
