This shot is straight old fashion smut, hopefully, cause y'all know I have to have some back story.
Non con, and fairly aggressive.
Pic above is the Elven Kingdom I call Stockton. This is narrated there's no POV ____________________________________________________________
Before there was technology, machinery, over population and whole city's.
He walked, Luca walked, the blonde man walked around the college campus, it was daylight and the first day of his second year. Most of his kind would think him a fool, prancing around humans in broad daylight, studying when he already held more knowledge than he could ever be taught.
Luca Kingson, a one thousand five hundred and twelve year old vampyre. The man enjoyed the simple pleasures of life, he enjoyed drinking, parties and a constant stream of sex, pretending to be a twenty two year old college student provided him with those things.
Around the dense, shamelessly blind humans, he could literally get away with murder. He sat outside his dorm James Hall, and he watched countless pieces of prey. Most of them couldn't help but glance at him, he was sexy and he knew it, he had that jockey, cocky guy thing down pack, one lazy grin and he could get anything from anyone.
He watched his food, each one a completely different meal, he couldn't understand why his kind spoke of starving vampyres, when there were warm bodies on every corner. As he watched the crowds, a smell slid pass his nose. One he hadn't inhaled since his fortieth year as an undead man.
It was mouthwatering, like strawberry ice cream, and lemonade, like nature, like the sun, it was sweet like sugar but spicy like pepper. It was a smell he'd know anywhere. A faery.
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Alek Waterborne, the high prince of the Stockton Elves, descending from royal fae and royal leprechaun. He was finally on earth, away from his home, away from the world of Adornia (Bountiful lands) away from his kingdom Stockton. He couldn't believe he'd been bold enough to run away.
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Yet here he stood, wearing human clothes, having used a glamour to conceal his elvish looks. The magic perfectly hid his sharp cuspids, his electric blue eyes, the pointed ears and the permanent blush that all pale faeries have. The fact that he has some succubi in his blood, made him far prettier than normal humans, all in all, he looked human enough while still retaining the beauty of his people.
The Elf was certain he was safe, but he was wrong. Vampyre's are drawn to faeries, much the same way werewolves are drawn to their mates. Vampyres can't help but to react to the sight and smell of pure magic, faery blood. Besides humans, it was vampyre's that wiped out the earth dwelling faeries, the only reason fae are safe in Adornia, is because Vampyres and faeries rarely come in contact, and most of the vampuric tribes of the other world are so old their blood thirst it quenched.
