HERE COMES THE COUNT
a gankutsuou fanwork for my dear friend chicken
by ButteredRosie
The count's party was simply charming, various noblewomen simpered to each other while sipping glasses of expensive imported champagne. Italian musicians played a lively waltz for the guests to dance to, and four hardwood tables supported dishes upon dishes of delicacies to sample. Silk lanterns illuminated the hall in soft, orange light, lending a romantic quality to the party.
Everyone who was anyone in the higher circles of Parisian society was in attendance; the esteemed host had made certain of that. Wealthy lords, successful businessmen, accomplished artists of all denominations... all were present. Especially the Count and Countess Mondego, and more importantly, in the host's mind, their teenaged son Viscount Albert mondego. For the host was the Count of Monte Cristo, and his real purpose in arranging this elaborate festivity was a far more nefarious and self-serving one than his sophisticated guests must have imagined.
For the count, you see, was quite taken with the young, vibrant Albert Mondego. He had had his eye on the boy since their first meeting, on the planet of Luna. At the time his interest had been purely in order to further his vengance against Count and Countess Mondego, but as he insinuated himself deeper into the young nobleman's esteem, the Count began to find himself enamored with the boy, and a new plot was born in his scheming mind. Killing two birds with one stone, he chuckled to himself from his post in the shadows of the entrance, his eyes gleaming with malicious anticipation.
At long last, his prey entered the room. Innocence and purity simply radiated from Albert and he laughed with childish glee upon seeing the sparkling hall. As his friends left to get drinks, the count saw his chance. Materializing at Albert's side, he offered his arm to the unsuspecting youth, a lecherous smile upon his blue lips.
"I have something to show you, my dear Albert." he purred sensually into his prey's hair.
"Oh really!?" sparkled Albert, following his mentor compliantly as he was led away the safety of the crowded dance hall.
The count suddenly whirled, clasping the startled boy into his strong arms."Oh Albert! How I've longed to hold you in my arms!"
His captive gasped, a rosy blush beginning to stain his smooth cheeks. "Why, whatever are you doing?"
The count began to press smoldering kisses against Albert's neck, marking what was to be rightfully his. "Soon you shall be mine, and this purity that your parents so cherish will be forever tainted! Mwahahaha..."
With a shriek, the chaste Albert struggled in his captor's grip, managing to break away and stumble a few steps toward the closed door. He turned to stare in shock at his friend, a move which proved to be a fatal mistake.
Leering, the count pelvically thrust his way toward the boy, who was rendered imobile by the sight. One wild hip gyration proved to be Albert's undoing, and he swooned to the floor, a trail of blood leaking from the unconcious boy's nose.
The count loomed overhead, laughing maniacally while thunder crackled ominously in the background.
THE END.
NEVER SAY I NEVER DID ANYTHING FOR YOU, YOU INGRATE.
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