❝ ave imperator, morituri te salutant ❞ → the glory of rome ๏ gladiators of pleasure ☦ rising aphro

[eatingwings]

Today, the baths are graced by the presence of the Infernal Emperor. He doth not render the water into blood, for he seeks to be cleansed. He enters the baths, dressed in all his splendor. Adorned with obsidian black armor, cloth the color of his blood, gilded with unholy symbols of his Empire. Servants come to tend to him. Slaves at his beck and

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[skyglide]

When Kaito had first told Akito that he was to accompany him on his latest diplomatic mission, he was excited beyond imagining - to spend more time with his only family was more than welcome, after all. Once they set foot on foreign soil and he realized where they were, however, Akito's feelings were quick to change. He wanted nothing more than to go back home, where depravity was frowned upon and his exposure to sex was limited to the few times he spent under the covers with Akira

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[eatingwings]

The little prince dressed in red. Garments of sanguine blood that drape over his shoulders and pool at his feet. The prince was indeed a treasure, a beautiful gem of his own kingdom. The young prince of the East. Such a pretty little thing, surely he wouldn't mind being in the presence of the Emperor. But the No Life King senses how shy this little prince was. A shy thing, there was no need to be afraid of the No Life King. Alucard's brilliant red eyes examine the youth that is brought before him. He smiles. A calm, knowing, wise smile. He reaches to pets the youth's soft flushed cheek.

"You must be the little prince that arrived earlier, hmn?" he croons, admiring the beauty of little Akito.

[skyglide]

Akito withholds a flinch at the touch, knowing better than to pull away. Instead he does his best to ignore the Emperor's roaming gaze - it's something he's used to, especially since his arrival - and waits for any indication of what is expected of him.

"Yes, we arrived the other night..." He keeps his eye averted, finding it easier to speak when he doesn't have to look at those eerie red eyes. Remembering the bath salts he brought with him, he holds them out for Alucard to take. "I don't know if my brother thanked you yet for your hospitality, so I brought this for his imperial majesty as a ... a sign of our appreciation."

[eatingwings]

And he brings gifts~! Such a fine little prince, to give the Devil offerings in order to save his soul. He takes them from Akito's tiny and delicate hands. These will do quite nicely in his baths. They will be put to good use, as should all gifts do. "Thank you," he replies, hands the salts to a servant to deliver them to his House. The salts are a fine gift, but he is more interested in the little prince before him.

"Where are you from, little one," he says, his voice deep and rumbling, but soothing and luxurious.

[skyglide]

"The Orient," he answers, quiet but with strengthening composure. "My home makes bath salts good for relieving stress, so hopefully they can be useful to someone as busy as you."

[eatingwings]

"Ohhh, how exotic~" he crooned, "They will definitely be put to good use. I will make sure of it." His eyes examine the prince's delicate frame, his shy nature and his stance. Composed but ever so crippled by shyness.

"IS this your first time visiting my empire, little prince?" he asks.

[skyglide]

No more exotic than anywhere else, he thinks, but keeps silent. It would be no good to speak before thinking when in the presense of someone so powerful. "I'm glad," he breathes, bowing slightly within the tight confines of his robes.

"Y-Yes.. My brother visited once before, but I was too young to go with him."

[eatingwings]

Quite the contrary. While the Emperor likes it when people think before they speak, he also likes it when people speak their minds. He hums in content, listening to the sweet little voice of Akito.

"Ohhh? And how do you like my empire, little one?"

[skyglide]

Akito stiffens at the question, unsure of what to say. He dislikes lying outright, but he can't safely say that he can't stand this emperor's kingdom.

"It's ... interesting," he admits, slowly. "There are flowers here I've never seen before."

[eatingwings]

"Oh? You like the orchids?" he hums, amused. In fact he picks a fresh white orchid, the ones with the magenta centers, and tucks it behind the little prince's ear. It compliments him, a fitting accessory to his blood red robes.

"There we are..." he croons, "Very pretty."

[skyglide]

"They're orchids?" He can feel his cheeks heat, flustered by the man's actions. Isn't this emperor supposed to be cruel? It makes no sense that he would be so... hospitable? Akito isn't sure how to classify his actions, because they don't feel entirely innocent, but they're a far cry from what he had imagined.

"The ones at home look very different... I like the pink in them."

[eatingwings]

The Emperor is indeed a fierce and vicious tyrant to the Surface, but he is the Dark Father, the Imperial Majesty. He shows no mercy to those who threaten his empire, he crushes opposition and impales those who dare to persecute his subjects. He pets the little prince's cheek, watching him light up when he speaks of flowers.

"I a glad. They are such delicate flowers, ever beautiful... They suit you very well," he croons.

[skyglide]

"...Thank you." Akito looks awkwardly down to his hands, fidgeting with the cuff of a sleeve. No one has ever interacted with him so forwardly before, and while it's uncomfortable in its unfamiliarity, it's also not entirely awful.

"Why is it that you requested a meeting with me, your imperial majesty?"

[eatingwings]

"Why? I wanted you to be near me, little one," he said, stroking Akito's cheek. He pulls him gently, pulling onto his lap. He lets the little prince make himself comfortable. He even places a soft kiss on Akito's smooth cheek. He's such a pretty thing. If he was available, Alucard would have done everything to make sure he had the little prince. Spoiling the little one with gifts and presents was the next best thing.

[skyglide]

To say he is surprised would be an understatement, though he had somewhat expected the kiss. He's less frightened by this person now than he was before - almost to the point where he can relax, which isn't something he ever imagined he would be able to do. But the emperor's lap is comfortable, and reminds him almost of his brother's... A thought which causes him to stiffen in repressed panic once again.

"My brother can't know." The words gush out of his mouth like water from a damn. Akito has no idea what to expect, considering what this kingdom is like, but even what has happened to this point would set his brother mad with rage. "He hates when people are too close to me."

[eatingwings]

"Ohh? Even if it's the Emperor that wants to spoil you with affections? Don't worry," Alucard replies, calming the little prince, petting him. Alucard is sure that the brother of this little prince wouldn't mind sharing little Akito. After all, it would be stupid to confront the Devil, to attempt to lash out at him. Many have tried and many and failed.

"He won't know. I'll make sure, little one."