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Mika slowly stirred awake as he realized that the limousine seemed to have stopped moving. His tired brain tried to make head and tail of the situation he was in as he woke up sleeping on Vilem’s shoulder. He hurriedly stood with his back straight when his body finally answered his brain’s waves.

“I’m sorry! I don’t know when I fell asleep!” Mika whispered with a stressed tone, too embarrassed to face the Vampire. He looked down at his hands clenched into fists on his knees. He felt like a child that had misbehaved, ready to face whatever punishment awaited him. He must have upset the King by using his shoulder as a pillow. What mortified him even more was the fact that he couldn’t remember anything that happened after Vilem had put his coat on the shifter’s back. 

Had he fainted?

“Don’t worry, Love. You were kind of high so I guided you to the limousine and then put your head on my shoulder, you have nothing to be sorry for. Also, even if it was you that chose to use me as a pillow, I already told you, you can use me as you see fit. I will gladly be your tool.” Vilem whispered in Mika’s ears, coming close to him so as to be able to sniff his tempting neck. The shifter shivered under the hot exhales brushing across his skin, feeling the predator in Vilem close to the surface. However, he chose to ignore the way his dick twitched as his body recognized its position as a prey.

He squirmed slightly, but Vilem had a strong grip on his waist, and his struggling only made the Vampire tighten his hold and make him come closer.

Mika felt that the situation was starting to get dangerous for him, he could smell the arousal that entered Vilem’s frozen veins slowly. He sure didn’t want his first time to be on the back of a limousine!

“V-Vilem, maybe we can go inside before going any further?” Mika asked timidly, his cheeks heating up in embarrassment as he realized what he had just said. Vilem froze, not understanding what the shifter was implying. When his brain finally connected, a huge smile stretched his lips, making his cheeks hurt slightly from the unusual position. 

Without waiting any more, the Vampire scooped the black panther in his arms, exiting the car in a hurry. His figure couldn’t even be seen, only a sort of smoky shadow following his leaving figure. 

Who would have thought that the nearly unbeatable King would use his Vampire powers to reach his penthouse faster. 

Mika closed his eyes under the strong wind, clasping his hands behind Vilem’s neck as he was held into a princess hold.

In only a few seconds, they were inside their home.

Mika blinked his eyes as the air stopped whipping him in the face. His mouth went wide open as he realized what he was seeing. The penthouse was huge, seemingly made by combining different floors of the building together. There were half floors above twisted stairs that held an office, a library and other vacant spaces. Under it stood a black themed kitchen with equipment only used by the rich. Both of them had appeared in the living room facing the kitchen, and Mika guessed that they must have somewhat gone through the huge floor to ceiling glass just behind them, as he could see that the entry was at the kitchen’s right. The living room was all black and white without a trace of living, designed by the best designers and sporting a cinema-like television on the wall to Mika’s right, but it didn’t contain any warmth. 

It was the case for the entire interior of the penthouse.

Mika let out a startled yelp as Vilem started walking briskly toward a door.

There was a closed door between the living room and the entry, closer to the television than to the entrance though. There was another one in the space between the kitchen and the gigantic leather couch, and that’s where they were heading, so Mika guessed it was the bedroom.

His guess was proved true as they entered the dim lit room.

A circular canopy bed covered in only a light black sheet with semi transparent curtains made of darkness was facing the window. Mika noted that all the apartment seemed to have floor to ceiling windows, and even though it was tainted, he still hoped that the bathroom was exempt from this design. He also noted, as he glanced at the bed able to contain almost ten people, that everything seemed to be oversized in the penthouse. He hoped it wasn’t to compensate for something.

The room was dressed elegantly, a few paintings hung on the walls, a walk-in closet and two nightstands were all it was made off. A door was closed at the other end of the room, facing the entry Mika had just come from. The bed looked like it wasn’t even used to sleep in, nor for other nocturnal activities. 

There was only one lonely pillow on it, and Mika could nearly see it shedding a solitary tear.

As he glanced at his room, Vilem kept himself from cursing. Just like Mika had guessed in his mind, the King never slept in the master bedroom. In fact, as a Vampire, he never had to sleep. If he wanted, he could enter a somewhat dormant state, but he never felt the need to.

He made a mental note to buy a massive amount of fluffy pillows along with a few comfortable and furry blankets so Mika could make his nest, before walking toward the bed. He gently lowered Mika on it, afraid that the bed wasn’t even padded, but his worries proved useless as the shifter sinked into the mattress.

“Sorry for my penthouse, I know it’s kind of lifeless and boring. I would really like it if you could add your personal touches to it, to make it our home, and not just mine. I have a few vacant spots on the floor above too, as you must have seen when we were in the living room, so feel free to make yourselves some rooms to your liking for your hobbies. Tomorrow, I will give you access to my bank account, so feel free to buy whatever you want.” Vilem said, and as he saw the hesitation in the black panther’ eyes at his last sentence, he vowed to install a minimum amount that needed to be spent each week. If Mika didn’t have the gut to spend all the money, he would get a punishment. Vilem knew that without rules such as those, the shifter would never dare to buy things with his money.

Vilem’s cock grew hard at the thought of all the sexual punishments he could inflict on the smaller man, and he had to bite down a groan when Mika’s leg accidentally brushed against his boner.

The shifter froze, not sure how to act now that he had provoked the beast.

Hey dear readers, what do you think will happen???

Do some of you crochet? I started learning to crochet a few days ago, and I really like it! I already made an Amigurumi bee and a Chubzilla! Maybe one day I will be able to crochet a hedgehog and a bear for Adam and Evan, and a black panther along with a bat for Mika and Vilem!

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