The festival was at its peak. Everyone was busy drinking, fighting, doing what vampires do best. Yet, there was two vampires doing a different type of fighting.

"You seem like you're getting ready for something."

Gavner leaned over the doorframe and stared at Larten. Larten had gotten a nice cloak and had his hair brushed out. He was slipping on a shirt when Gavner had interrupted him.

"That is because I am. What do you want?" Larten asked rudely.

"Rude! I was just walking by and saw your door open. No need to talk to me in that tone."

Sure Larten wouldn't tell him what it was most likely, but Gavner had an idea of what it was. He knew by the way Larten's eyes gazed upon Mika every time the prince walked by, to the way blush would creep upon the older vampires face when Mika said anything to him. Larten probably wanted to look sharp to catch the eye of the handsome prince during the festival. A time where so much wild stuff can happen, and nobody bats an eye.

"Well hope your ahem date goes well. Or whatever else you're doing grumpy pants."

"Just go away already before I decide to start another fight with you."

Gavner strutted away and left Larten all on his own. Larten stared at himself in his mirror, making sure everything was just right. He just hoped that everything went well. That the one person he was competing with wasn't there either.

Larten and Vancha didn't hate each other. By no means were they enemies. But in the battle field of love, they were on opposing sides fighting for the same goal. Vancha had expressed his love for Mika many times and while Larten hated him for it he knew Vancha had a better chance than him. Vancha was big, strong, and pretty damn sexy for vampire standards everything Larten wasn't.

Larten wanted to have some hope though that he could win the prince over. Maybe Mika was into older guys like himself. He had talked to the prince many times and shared ale before but never about anything like sex.

"So, what brings you here Larten?"

Vancha stared at him with dismay. Vancha was in his nicest clothes, which was a shock for Larten. Bright purple robes that made him look even more like a royal than the prince already was.

"That depends, what are you here for?"

They had both started walking towards Mika's room. The guards were all busy with the festival so they had a chance. Rumors spread about Mika not being at the festival tonight and spending time in his room, maybe with another vampire. The two of them hoped that wasn't going to be the case.

"I'll get straight to the point. I'm here to talk to Mika."

Talk, what bullshit! Why would he be here to talk!

"Me as well."

Larten and Vancha knew both were lying but nobody wanted to flat out admit what they were truely here for. They had finally reached Mika's door and saw it was closed. Nobody wanted to make the first move though.

"What are you talking about with him?" Larten asked.

"None of your business." Vancha said with a growl.

The two stared eachother down, ready to duke it out in the hallway if they needed to. Larten wasn't as muscular as Vancha but had speed at his advantage. Vancha was already getting his knuckles ready when the door creaked. Then it opened.

"What do you two want?" Mika grumbled.

He stood there at the doors opening. He was shirtless, abs out and open, bits of black hair near his chest and near his pants. Larten stared, eyes wide, Vancha doing the same. The sight of Mika was too much for Larten and he couldn't help but feel himself hardened, pants feeling just too tight for him.

"Well, aren't one of you idiots going to say something?"

Mika eyed Larten and stared down, noticing the bulge growing in the older vampires pants. He didn't know what to say about it for a moment.

"Come on. You can't be so horny you forget how to speak. Or can you?"

Mika teased the man and pulled him closer together. Larten blushed and stared back.

"I..I just came to see you and so did Vancha."

Vancha nodded, trying to cover his face with his hands. Mika couldn't help but laugh at the pair.

"Don't take me for a fool. I know damn well you two didn't come here to talk did you? You came here, with hopes one of you would be lucky enough for me to grace you with my presence and have you absolutely pound me senseless."

His face darkened a bit.

"But, unfortunately I am not interested in one of you."

The two vampires froze and looked away.

"I'm interested in both of you."

Mika grabbed the two of them, one wrist in each hand, dragging them inside and locking the door. Neither Larten or Vancha knew what to think.

"I'd say maybe you're thinking I must've made a mistake. That there's no way I'd want both of you. But you're wrong. I knew from the moment you two laid eyes on me you both wanted me, and badly."

He sat down in one of his desk chairs.

"I've had this plan for a while now. If you either you want to back down then I'd do it now. Because trust me, I won't be the one who's submitting here."

Larten looked at Mika. He wanted him badly and maybe, just maybe, he could get the prince to submit. But he also didn't want to deal with Vancha being there. Yet, this was too good of an offer to resist. He couldn't lose his chance.

"I'll stay."

"Me as well."

Mika nodded and he grabbed a key to a door. He walked over to a door in his room, what the two thought was a small closet, and opened it.

"Just follow me."

He led them down a small hallway, to a room completely hidden from the rest of the mountain. It had everything. A big bed, rugs, and so, so much stuff. Toys, chains, whips, leases, the works. Larten's eyes widened even more but Vancha didn't even flinch.

"..You have quite the collection sire."

"Don't call me that..call me something a little more fun like master.

Mika took off his pants and threw them to the side, stretching out in bed seductively. He was sprawled out, ready for the taking. Vancha was the first to make a move, Larten following soon after. The two had laid next to Mika, on each side, and got some kissing and grabbing in but weren't able to make the next move, Mika artfully dodging the two of them. Then came the fighting.

Larten pushed Vancha and the rest soon followed, until they were both on the floor punching, kicking, and whatever else. Mika watched in annoyance for a minute before snapping.

"Stop fighting you two!"

He got up dug around under the bed, pulling out a box.

"I was going to be nice to you two, but I think you deserve to be punished for acting like animals."

He pulled out two leashes and two collars and he held them out. Larten had registered what was going on but Vancha was still on top trying to fight him. So Mika struck. He flitted behind the man and grabbed him, clipping the collar around his neck. Vancha yelped as he was yanked and pulled back by him.

"What the hell is this?"

He kept trying to tug it off, to no avail. Larten was going to get up and maintain some distance but it was too late and Mika had one on his neck too. He grabbed the leash and tied it to one of the bed posts, holding the two men in place.

"Mika- I mean master I..I am sure we can maybe do another-"

"Another what? Arrangement? Oh no, oh no, oh no. You two are getting taught a lesson in respect and behavior. You want to act like animals, you get treated like animals. Don't tell me you two want to back out now that we're here?"

Vancha hesitated for a second, but he never backed down from a challenge, it wasn't his way, and neither was it Larten's way.

"Fine bring it on." They both said.

"Then strip."

The two did as told and both took off their garments until they were down to their underwear. Mika stared and shook his head.

"Everything. Off."

They both took off their underwear and stared, wondering what the prince wanted next. He went to a closet in the room and began digging out some clothes. Mika walked over holding two dresses, two bras, and two sets of lacy panties.

"I'm not wearing any of that." Vancha mumbled.

"The hell you aren't. You can either put it on yourself or I'll do it for you. And I assume you two are grown enough to put on clothes yourself. Unless you need your master to do it for you?"

Vancha didn't budge. He was used to being the dominant one, the one on top. Not leashed like a dog and wearing dresses. It was a stark change for him.

"Put them on now."

Mika walked over and grabbed him by the hair, lifting him up. He held him with one hand while he undid the bra strap with the other. Vancha squirmed as Mika held him and put it on, making sure it fit onto the man's chest nicely. Larten couldn't help but laugh a little, stopping when Vancha glared. Mika continued dressing him up, stretching out his legs and slipping on the panties.

He put the dress on then zipped it up tightly.

"Don't even think about slipping it off, or else. And you, start dressing or I'll be doing the same."

Larten nodded and did as told, putting the clothes on. He had to admit it made him feel even more hard, being like this. Vancha didn't want to say anything but he had started to feel the same.

"You two are so pretty aren't you? You look so much better this way.."

Mika tugged the leash from the bed and he untied it, dragging the men over. He finally undid his pants and slipped off his underwear, sitting on the bed with his legs out. Vancha and Larten walked over and sat next to him.

"Both of you, suck. And don't either of you dare to try and make this about yourselves. Attention on me and me only."

He kept a close eye, making sure the both of them did as told. He groaned as they both kissed and sucked on his shaft. Mika spread his legs out even more as let them continue. Vancha couldn't take it though, he desperately needed pleasure like this for himself. He grinded against Mika's leg and growled. Mika cocked his head and swiftly smacked him off, shaking his head.

"I told you to behave yourself Vancha."

"B..but I couldn't take it M..Mik.."

He smacked him again.

"Call me your master."

"M..master."

Mika grabbed Vancha again and this time spread him out on the bed, tying him to it, legs and arms completely restrained. He kicked a bit but was soon completely motionless. Mika grabbed a muzzle, strapping it onto his head and kissing his face gently. He put on a nice cockring and grinned sadistically.

"Until you learn your lesson, you're gonna watch me use your friend as my cock-warmer, do you understand me?"

He didn't wait for an answer before he pounced on Larten, already on top of him. They were on a soft, fur carpet, so at least they weren't just going to be on the hard rocky floor. Larten shuddered as he felt Mika's cock rub against him. He heard the sound of Mika rubbing lube on his cock and buckled as he entered his slowly and gently. The feeling was pure bliss as he sped up and went fast and harder.

"Mo..more master!" He cried.

He could've died and gone to paradise for all he cared, he was in so much bliss it didn't matter anymore. Nothing mattered more than this.

"It really doesn't take much to make you come does it?

Mika bit down on his neck, eliciting another moan from him. He reached his hand down and felt Larten's cock, feeling the cum that had already been pouring out. He gave it a squeeze before he let out a moan of his own, finishing. He pulled out and he stood up, helping Larten to his feet, who was barely standing at this point.

"There we are..you seem like you'll be much better after this isn't that right?" He teased, staring directly at Vancha.

He helped Larten to a nearby chair and discarded the now dirty dress and panties. Mika wrapped a blanket around Larten and kissed him one last time before making his way to Vancha and untying him. He stopped kicking and glaring, now only staring with big puppy dog eyes.

"I'm sure you're so desperate for release aren't you?"

He slipped off the cock ring and he got Vancha on his stomach, kissing him and encouraging him the entire time. The size difference was more challenging, Vancha being almost a foot taller than him, but he didn't care. He'd find a way. Mika even thought about taking off the muzzle. Except it was cute, and he couldn't resist keeping it on, at least for a round.

Vancha let out only a few muffled whimpers and moans as Mika began ravaging him. He showed less mercy, only wanting to make this as quick as possible and come again. The larger man came quickly, covering the bed sheets and nearly the floor as well. Mika finished soon after, already pumped up and ready.

"You did so well, didn't you? You're such a good boy."

He took off the muzzle and kissed him on the lips. Vancha smiled weakly and collapsed onto the still dirty bed. Mika grabbed the sheets and tugged them away, along with Vancha's clothes; and put them into a big pile that he'd deal with later. There was so much that he'd have to deal with later, but all he wanted to do now was relax a bit.

"That was…sure something.." Vancha murmured.

The three had gotten into bed together, now laying on the plain old mattress with nothing but eachother to keep them warm.

"Yeah..did not realize you had such a side sire.."

Mika kissed them both again and smiled.

"What? You'd just assume I'd be some boring guy, another vampire with a boring sex life? Oh please, I'm a vampire prince."

He pulled them closer and he yawned. Larten closed his eyes and Vancha began to snooze as well..

"I think I deserve a little bit of fun every now and again, don't you two agree?"