The night belonged to Prince Levi of the Vampires and his father, the current King, Erwin Smith. This particular night was full on laughter, dancing, and presents, celebrating Prince Levi's 19th birthday. The young prince however, was bored out of his mind, watching subordinates as they danced and praised him as they usually did. Erwin knew his son was bored, but he had a present that would lift his spirits soon enough. With a powerful clap, everything ceased, and silence became the dominant noise.

"Today is my son, your beloved Prince's birthday, and as such, it is tradition that this particular day, the father presents the son with his last, most exotic gift. Bring it in Kitz." Erwin commanded, and the red haired vampire bowed with a smirk, his hand gripping a suddenly noticeable chain.

Kitz yanked at it, and a boy stumbled out of the shadows. Levi's eyes widened, slightly intrigued. Kitz bought the young boy forward so that Levi could get a closer look at him. Golden hair cascaded down his shoulders and back and sapphire eyes blazed with some unknown ecstasy. His tanned, slender form was shirtless with black skinny jeans adorning his hips and a black collar around his neck where a chain was attached; his hands were bound by chains as well. A black rose adorned his left cheek, making it clear that he was a Sukimori, one of the light creatures that ruled during the day. Levi briefly wondered if there were any other rose markings, but what struck him most intrigued were his lips that held black snake bites.

A rebel? Perhaps?

Light creatures were known for their goody-two shoes personalities.

But this one was obviously different from the rest. Erwin smirked at how effective his plan was.

"Levi, this is Ashten Gokana Sukimori. Prince of the Light creatures. Of course, not anymore since his parents disowned him, but he is still of royal blood. He shall be a concubine of yours."

Levi analyzed Ashten, not failing to notice the obvious erection outlined by his skinny jeans. He shrugged.

"He's unique and gorgeous, but what's so good about him? Other than those two things I see nothing more than a boring Light creature."

"Hm, he is an asshole. I hate being right." Ashten sighed.

A gasp erupted through the hall, and the vampires hissed, not that Ashten gave a damn. He was never one to lose his composure in the face of his enemies, he laughed death in the face; he loved fighting, hitting, being hit. Levi wrinkled his brow in confusion.

That was unexpected.

"… Why does he have an erection?"

"Oh, that's easy," Kitz said, yanking the chain, causing Ashten to moan softly. "It's because he's in chains, the damned masochist. Watch."

Kitz reached back and slapped Ashten hard, a moan erupting from the younger boy's throat as he fell to the ground. His eyes glazed over, and he rubbed his bound hands between his legs. Licking the blood from his lips, he stood to his feet, panting and giving Kitz a raw, aroused, and anticipating look. Erwin watched his son intensely, noting how he adjusted his slouched position and sat up fully, his eyes never leaving the gift before him.

"He likes being abused?"

"Yes. He's quite vulgar Prince, not like the other Sukimori at all." Kitz replied.

Ashten closed his eyes and regained his bearings, opening them with a semi-clear head. He looked to his new master. His black hair was shaved, but most of it had been left in something of a mop. His eyes were a bluish gray, different from the other vampires with their silver and green eyes. He looked short, but he was muscular beneath the black shirt and pants that hid some of his pale skin from view. He stood and walked over to him, looking into his still glazed eyes. Ashten was kind of short too, the same height as their beloved prince. He briefly wondered what it was like to be loved, even though you were an asshole. Ashten was actually kind; he just didn't hide his imperfections like his siblings and parents. A strong grip on his chin snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Hm. You're a masochist huh?"

Ashten groaned when a knee connected to between his legs. He fell to the floor, trembling in pleasure with each painful jolt from his manhood. A brutal kick to his stomach set him from his side to his knees, and then a harsh punch flattened him. A wet spot formed in the front of Ashten's jeans, and he smirked, snapping the chains on his hands free. He stood to his feet and jabbed Levi in the face, twice, fast. He then grabbed the chain around his neck and yanked it away from Kitz. Levi had landed on his ass, putting a hand up when knights tried to step in.

"I know what this is… Trying to test my strength, seeing if I'm strong enough to dominate him… I'll subdue the little bitch myself." Levi said as he stood.

"I'm the bitch? But I just put you on your ass. Try again alpha." Ashten mocked.

If anyone knew anything about Prince Levi Ackerman, is that no one mocked or ridiculed him. He stood, and moved. Ashten hopped back and blocked his face from the brutal punch, turning his body and slamming his elbow to his side. Levi grunted, and then sent a kick that had Ashten spiraling to the floor. He caught himself and flipped back to his feet. Both boys advanced; each meeting blow after bloody blow. Finally, Levi grabbed Ashten and threw him to the floor. He stood over him and slammed his fist against his head until he submitted to him. Ashten's pain sent pleasure through his body, and it increased tenfold when his head was yanked back by his hair. Lips crashed onto his, forcing his mouth open. Levi's tongue dominated his entire being, red eyes boring into his fluttering sapphire ones.

"Never test me again." Levi growled.

Ashten nodded, his eyes fluttering shut.