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Bloodmoon Honeymoon pt 2

Short but sweet continuation from last time. Gonna be a lil smut at the beginning but majority fluff

This was basically like an aftercare story since I saw someone (i cant remember username 😭) requested it, and i figured this woukd be the perfect one.

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It is now the next day in the castle of the Vampire King. Of last night's activities, almost everyone in the castle were still asleep.

Almost everyone.

The King's bride, The Painter was slowly gaining his senses and consciousness back, his legs figiting a bit and his breathing were no longer consistent.

There was a stinging pain that was growing more painful and painful as time went on, causing him to slowly open his eyes; the light of the sun's dusk slightly blinding him before hus eyes adjusted to the light.

As her regained all his senses he could've felt the pain even more, abd found out that it was coming from both his neck and his waist; he also felt something warm on his chest and big arms wrapped around him tightly, steady breathing being heard from whoever or whatever this is.

He hissed in pain from how his neck felt, propting him to look down to see the sleeping figure of none than The Vampire King, steadily breathing as his arms were tightly around him sleeping peacefully

And tgat was when all the memories of the previous night came flooding back, blushing intensely as he pulled the covers off of himself to see if he wasnt dreaming.

Sure enough as he pulled his side of the blanket off, he was fully naked and sticky blue, white and rainbow coloured fluid had stained their bed.

He also found out where that other pain was coming from, as he saw plenty scratch marks baring his thighs and around his waist, one even shaped as what looks like an 'F'.

He clearly got the memo of what it meant.

He just couldn't believe he finally lost his virginity after all this time thinking that he would never fall in love with anyone.

But yet still, the Vampire King, of all people had taken interest in him, toom him in, gave him whatever he needed, took him out on nights for him to paint, fell in love with him, and now:

They're married, and the night before, he took his virginity.

He was still a bit shocked and scared that it happened, but at the same time he was glad that the one he loved dearly was his first.

The Painter turned to face his lover, hugging him and leaning his chin on the top of his head, kissing his forehead lightly.

And that one small gesture was tge thing that woke him up almost immediately.

"What are you doing, love?"

Of course it startled The Painter, but not a lot as he calmed down and cuddled him more, blushing a little.

"Oh, sorry I didn't mean to wake you, Fal"

"Oh, my love you didn't wake me, I was always awake."

He chuckled as his lover's eyes widened in shock from what he was hearing.

"Y-you were-?!"

"Yup, from the moment I heard and felt you fidgiting in my arms I woke up."

"O-oh, sorry"

"Oh Encre"

He smiled, before turning to face him more before planting a kiss on his cheek, slightly pinning him under him.