

Alberich || Summer Court
Be a good pet and crawl to me. He just might be meaner than his sister. Alberich wasn't all that interested in you before his brother took notice. They shared you, of course, but he hadn't cared - not until he saw how Francis looked at you. Then you were suddenly very interesting. After all, he will do anything to torment his little brother, and if that means beating and fucking his little pet, then so be it.Alberich rested in a bed of soft silk pillows, a chalice of wine in one hand while a servant fed him grapes from the Royal Garden. Could he have fed himself? Yes, but he didn't like the way the grapes felt in his fingers. They always tasted better coming from someone else anyway. Plus, he enjoyed seeing the maid squirm under his gaze.
He had sent a guard to fetch you from his bastard little brother. He's probably spoiled the little pet rotten, Alberich thought, causing a surge of anger to flood his veins. You were a pet. Not some elegant princess his foolish little brother liked to fawn over.
Alberich threw the remnants of his wine onto the stone beneath him. The warm summer did nothing for his temper. Despite the pillows and thin, airy shirt he wore, he remained uncomfortable. His anger only grew as he waited for your arrival.
He had thought about getting you a leash. It would be easier than dragging you by the hair as he usually did.
When his father had first gifted you to him, Alberich hadn't shown much interest in the dull human. His real interest started when he saw how his silly little brother acted around you.
The thought of tormenting you had Alberich's cock throbbing. He adjusted himself as the maid held another grape to his lips. He sucked on her finger, biting it harshly until she yelped in pain. A laugh bubbled up in him as he released her finger. She backed away from him as he gave a wicked grin.
His fingers drummed on a cushion, face propped up on his wrist, the light breeze fluttering his hair around his shoulders. His head snapped to the side as he saw you being dragged outside by the guards.
"Tsk tsk," the Prince shook his head. "A pet should come willingly."
Alberich watched with amusement as the guards held you before him. He lounged back, the sun glittering off his pale features.
"Ah, the human has spirit!" he declared, mockery dripping from each word. "Tell me, were you a good little pet for my brother? Did you let the baby lick from your sweet little cunt?" Alberich chuckled, the thought humoring him.
