Harry Styles is the King of all Vampires. He owns the Kingdom of Raine. However, he and his Kingdom have no Queen. But, that soon changes when Harry finds his Queen, Regina Rodriguez.
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Harry leads me into the bedroom, securely locking the door behind us. Before he could properly turn back around, I had the back of his neck in my hand and he lips forcefully pressed to mine, not that he was complaining. I mean, why would he? It's his wedding day and he's about to get laid.
The rest of the reception went by amazingly. We had cut the cake, danced some more and drank and ate. Harry was tied to my hip the whole night, ever since we were pronounced Husband and Wife. Maybe it's a protective thing. Not that I'm complaining either. On the contrary, I love it.
Our lips were probably smeared with red lipstick from our vigorous kissing. His hands were wound up in my hair and mine were gripping onto his biceps. Our lips slowed to pecking instead of full on snogging. I could taste the champagne and strawberries on his lips and tongue.
When we did finally detached our lips, our hands didn't move from their places. The only sounds in the whole room was our panting. I smiled at Harry's Joker like lips, courtesy of my red lipstick. All he'd need is the white and black greece paint and he'd have the gig.
"I'm going to freshen up." I tell him, tearing my limbs from his and making my way into the en suite, where my wedding night outfit resided, one that Harry didn't know about. I shut the door to the en suite and lock it, not wanting Harry to walk in on me changing and ruin the surprise.
"Don't be to long, Babe!" Harry calls out from the bedroom, groaning right after. I giggle loudly, the sound ricocheting off of the walls and disappearing into the bedroom, prompting a chuckle release from Harry's lips as I fumble with my wedding dress, trying to rid my body of the material.
Finally, after battling the the gorgeous dress, I manage to ease it from my body. Sighing in relief once it drops to the floor of the en suite, I reach down and pick it up. I spot the decorative hanger belonging to the dress on the back of the door and reach for it. Grasping it in my hand, I navigate it around the shoulders of the dress, successfully hanging it up. I place the hanger now containing the dress back where I retrieved it from and back away from the door.
I'm now only left in my white laced corset and skin coloured tights. "Everything okay, Babe?" I hear Harry call from the bedroom and I smile, running a hand through my now released hair.
"I'm fine! Be out in a minute!" I call back before moving my hands to my corset and begining to open it up as Harry's voice appears once more, causing me to sigh.
"Okay, but, don't keep me waiting too long!" I can almost hear the smirk and desperation in his voice as he calls out to me. I pull off the corset and yank off my tights, laddering them considerably. They can easily be replaced though. I eye the skimpy outfit seated on the only chair in the en suite. It was a white two piece with a white kimono that can be draped over the suit.
