Your Beloved Masters

Wait, What?

☆☆Inspo outfits! Just Klaus and Vince☆☆

If I thought the palace was running amok yesterday, today was a total disaster.

Cooking, cleaning, dressing, assisting. It was all too crazy.

I was staring at myself in the dingy,  full body mirror in my room, admiring the way the suit fit me.

"That creep sure knew what he was doing," I muttered, struggling to get the tiny buttons on my sleeves to clasp.

"Need help?" I jumped on surprise. "Master Vincent, you're not supposed to be here!" I hissed. "Your father will be angry!"

He shrugged and walked away from the doorframe he was leaning against. "No one's looking. And it's not like I'm doing something illegal, just helping you with your cufflinks."

I blushed as he knelt down before me, taking one sleeve in hand.

He looked quite handsome, more than normal, I mean. His fluffy black hair was parted to the side, his pretty amethyst eyes sparkled. He was wearing a princely medieval style doublet with trousers, boots and a cape.

"I--am sorry about what Klaus did to you." I could hear him grind his teeth. "He's a sadist. A despicable man."

He moved to my other sleeve. "It's no one's fault," I murmured. "I I didn't ask for it, you didn't ask for it, your father didn't either. Klaus is just...Klaus."

He let out a soft chuckle. I smiled softly. We stared at each other on silence.

"Does biting scare you?" He whispered, staring into my eyes.

"No. It's vampiric nature. It's your nature. It's at the same level as me eating chicken.  Honestly, I'm surprised I made it this far." I rubbed my hand against my neck.

He rose, wiping dirt off of him. "I'm glad. May I?" He held out his hand for mine, like a gentleman.

I placed my palm in his, expecting him to help me off of my bed.

Instead, he raised it to his mouth, placing a chaste kiss on my knuckles.

"Vincent, you're too sweet!"

My heart stopped as he turned my hand over and licked the small bit of my wrist that was visible.

He ran his fangs over it and opened his jaw wide, like he was going to bite. I screwed my eyes shut and prepared myself for the pain.

"I knew you were bluffing." He released my wrist.

I opened one eye just in time for him to drop a kiss on my hair. "See you in a bit, Orion." He sauntered from my room.

I cradled my wrist to my chest. That was scary. I've never seen Vincent like that before.

No matter. I have to be ready.

I gently brushed my hair and parted it with a bit of product.

"It's time." I whipped around to see Astros.

I clacked my tongue. "Already? It feels so early."

She grinned. "It is a long night. Let's go." We walked side by side down the hall, and into the elevator. Luckily, it was only the two of us.

The shaft dropped us off at the ball room's doors.

"Hello, lady, sir, may I see the invitat--oh, its just you two." Drew flicked his hair back. "Come in. I won't bite." He licked his fangs and stared at me.

Astros threw him an icy glare and protectively wrapped her arms around me.

"If you touch him I'll cut your dick off." Klaus growled from behind us, his muscular chest slightly on display.

"Isn't there supposed to be a shirt under the jacket?" I asked, staring at the tattoo adorned pecs.

He gave me a wicked smirk. "Like what you see?" I blushed and walked into the ballroom with Astros.

It was for. The decor was gold, servants milling around with platters for guests in opulent gowns and elegant suits.

Sir looked kingly, his hair greased with his crown upon his head, wearing an expensive suit.

"Evening, Sir." Astros and I both bowed. He gave us a smile. "Enjoy yourselves." He downed a glass of bloody wine.

Astros went off by herself, I assume to mess around with some lady vampires, so I was all alone.

"You look bored. Me too." My heart fluttered as Vincent appeared next to me, cape swishing. "Why? You get to meet your destined one tonight."

He shrugged. "That is true. I'm just not one for parties. I see you're not one either."

I took a small glass from a fellow servant, after Vince had declared it to not be blood.

"I feel so...out of place," I admitted. "I'm used to serving at the balls, not partaking."

"Hmm." Was all he said. We sat in the comfort of each other's warmth.

A sharp clink of metal on glass made me jump.

"Attention, please." Sir shouted to clear the chatter. "Please, the moon will soon rise. Your princes will have found their soulmate. Boys, to the front." Vincent whispered an apology to me and stood beside his father, Klaus joining him.

"For now, grab a partner and dance. Enjoy the ball."

I bravely walked up to Vincent in time to have him be snatched up by an older vampire, then I walked to Klaus, but he was taken by a lady.

I snickered at the woman. Poor girl. Klaus is so gay he makes Liberace look straight. And he's into that freaky stuff. I've seen his porn mags.

"Hello." I jumped forty feet in the air when someone spoke behind me.

"Giorgo?" The creepy vampire glared at me. "I never said you can call me by my name. You bloodbags aren't good enough for it." He dragged me onto the dancefloor.

"You make my suit look very good." He purred into my ear, grabbing my rear.

"Please, Sir, let me go." I pleaded. He chuckled. "I don't know. I might want to keep you for as long as you last."

I gasped as a fist flew towards him, hitting him square in the jaw. I was grabbed by the waist and pressed against a hard chest.

"He doesn't belong to you, because he belongs to me!" Klaus roared.

"I object!" Vincent cried. "He belongs to me!"

"Oh boy, here we go again." Sir Tesla sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Mine!"

"No, mine!"

"Look, the moons coming up!" A woman gasped.

I was abruptly dragged to the center of the room.

The moon determines our destinies. She determines mates by shining her red hue on them. No one in the room, except the one or ones who are of age will be in the spotlight. I remember Sir Tesla explaining to me when I was thirteen, shocked at the moon's power.

I was red.

I was showered in the moon's light.

I looked to my right and my heart jumped. Vincent was red, too. He looked confused and shocked at my left shoulder.

"Wait, what?" I whirled around to my left. Klaus was also red.

"Congratulations." Sir Tesla gave a knowing smirk. "You're fated to both princes."