CHAPTER 15 A’ : Never judge a book by its cover

Although Eric, Marion, Helion and Moira were in alert, ready to defend themselves if needed, the demonic entourage on the other hand were talking to themselves completely at ease, as if it were only them there, not giving a rat’s ass about what was going on.

Moira as well as the rest couldn’t help but be perplexed by their behavior, thoughts like “Are those guys so strong that they don’t feel threatened at all by us?” or “What are they whispering to each other over there, are they planning something?” were common among them.

It was clear though to all of them, that whatever the demonic party was talking about among themselves, it certainly involved Moira someway, as they were looking at her curiously. Add to that, the sudden interest of the incubus Niki for making all sort of random questions to her, Moira was sure that they were indeed talking about her.

“She can’t possible know of my family’s connection to the Scarlets. No one knows….but why was she asking?” pondered Moira.

But all their thoughts were soon interrupted by that gorgeously, handsome man and his equally beautiful female companion….

After declaring their support to Harry, the duo seductively made its way to the heroes. Their incubus-succubus mode in full throttle and the same plan going through both their heads… keep the 3 of them busy while Harry confessed to Moira.

Nico was the first to talk, making sure to catch the attention of the trap and her “boyfriend”, by keeping eye contact with both of them as much as he could.

He really hated having to use his seductive powers with men, but seeing as his wife would be unable to win such a lost cause, aka seducing the 2 homos, he took it upon himself to do it.

“It’s no use standing here and waiting. You heard the General, we are not to attack you while he’s talking to your friend. So why don’t we all go somewhere else, get something to drink and get to know each other better while we wait?”

Marion, Helion and Moira immediately relaxed their pose and were ready to follow the handsome incubus. Lowering their weapons as in a trance, they took the first steps to follow Nico before being abruptly stopped by Eric’s yelling:

“You fools! Where do you think you’re going? Stay right here! This guy is our enemy. Don’t be fooled by his appearance!”

Now it was time for Niki to act her part of the role. She quickly approached Eric, who at the time being was preoccupied glaring Nico and barking orders to his companions. Pouting her lips, she said

“Oh don’t be like that! And here I was so eager to have a drink with such a handsome man like you!”

Urging him on she added : “Come on, let’s all go have a drink and get to know each other better, we can even play a little card game while waiting…hmmm, I was thinking we could maybe play strip poker, although as you can see, I don’t have much to lose…..”

The words “drink”, get to know each other “better” and “strip poker” echoed inside Eric’s head. His gaze after her last sentence “don’t have much to lose” was fixed at her amazing tits, it was clear she was not wearing anything beneath that silk dress.

Niki turned her derriere to him and slowly walked away towards the door leading to the common living area of the dungeon, where her party usually played their games of cards and unknown to their master, she and Nico also played “other games” there.

Swaying her glorious behind, she turned her head to Eric and with her sweet melodic voice said:

“So are you coming?”

Eric, having forgotten all his inhibitions, swallowed the saliva that had gathered in his mouth ready to drip and said

“Oh, I intend to….” and went straight after her, not even casting as much as a glance to his companions.

One obstacle out of the way, Nico once again turned his attention to the “men” .

“So guys, let’s go as well” unbuttoning the top 2 buttons of his shirt as if there was so much heat in there that he couldn’t stand it, he showed them a little bit of skin to further tempt them, before leisurely adding “ I don’t know about you, but I am up for a little game of strip poker. Although I am not that good at it… but hell it’s so hot in here that I don’t mind losing my shirt…or my pants!”

Marion was already drooling, while Helion’s face was as red as a tomato, blood already dripping from his nose. As in a trance, they as well followed Nico, like a bunch of sheep following their shepherd.

Moira was ready to go with them, but her steps were abruptly stopped by a small, chubby, white hand.

Looking down she saw that the cute, nerdy boy had stopped her by grabbing her arm.

She was curious why the boy stopped her and she couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes were looking at her. There was so many emotions passing through them anxiety, longing, hope.

Harry was nervous as hell, he had never truly confessed to a woman before. Sure he had flirted and fooled around a lot as a young man, but now things were serious. Although he was a proud, pure blooded prince, right now he had the appearance of a short, chubby, nerdy boy and he was worried that she might turn him down.

He steeled his resolve, deciding that it was better to try and fail, an outcome that he silently promised to himself he was not going to ever accept, than not try at all.

“Lady Moira, could I have a bit of your time? I need to speak to you for a bit. Please, it will just be a minute or two, then you can go and join your friends. You don’t have to worry, I mean you no harm, I promise.”

Casting a look at her friends and seeing them just following the demonic couple without even caring about her and realizing she was already forgotten, she nodded.

Having reached the conclusion that even if the little kid tried something, she would be able to stand her own ground and curious as to what he wanted to tell her, she just stood there waiting.

“Ok kid, speak up. What do you want?”

Harry completely unfazed by her behavior, briefly cleared his throat before starting.

“First of all, let me fully introduce myself. Even though the General calls me Harry Porker, my true name, although it might got forgotten through the eons, is Vlad the 3rd, son of the house of Draculesti, prince of Wallachia.”

After finishing his formal introduction, he gave a regal bow and according to the etiquette that any nobleman should follow when meeting a lady, he kissed Moira’s hand.

Seeing her just standing there in front of him stupefied and looking at him in disbelief, he continued with his confession.

“The reason I wanted to talk to you, fair lady, is to convey my feelings to you. I fell in love with you after getting to know what a wonderful woman you are. Please become my woman! I promise to love and cherish you for as long as we both shall live.”

To say that Moira was surprised by the sudden turn of events would be the understatement of the century.

She was aware that most men, hell all men, found her attractive, her ample breasts were like a siren’s voice to them, they would draw any man in.

She was often confessed to and the few lucky guys that got to date her, it wouldn’t be untrue to say that they would remember her till the day they died, either due to her supremacy in bed or due to her leaving them completely broke.

But a 12 year old, confessing to her? No, not just that, but actually proposing to her? That was a first even for Moira. This must be a joke! The boy must be playing a joke on me. He can’t actually mean any of this!

Looking into the chubby, young boy’s eyes in front of her, she could see only sincerity. Not a single speck of mirth or mischievousness could be seen behind his eyeglasses, only anxiety, yearning and hope.

“I can’t just turn him down. He’s still a kid after all. I don’t know if any of the things about him being a vampire prince or not is true, since I haven’t heard anything about a country called Wallachia or the house of Draculesti. Although the name Vlad does ring a bell…. But, if there really was a family like that, I would know, because I am always well informed when it comes to the list of most eligible bachelors. It really doesn’t matter either way, he’s still a kid and even if he were a prince I would still not date him, let alone marry him. I don’t know him at all!

Besides, a relationship like that would be condemned to fail, not just cause of society laws prohibiting relationships with underage children, but also due to the age difference. One day when he grows up, he might come to realize that his feelings have changed, that his so called love for me was just childish infatuation and seek another younger woman.

I am still young being 24 years old, but an age difference of more than 10 years is not something easily tolerated by society, even though I find it hypocritical since men can marry women several years younger than men… Still, I have to turn him down as gently as I can, to not hurt his feelings much.” thought Moira carefully choosing her next words.

“Listen Harry, no, Vlad, since that is your true name as you’ve said. I am happy for your feelings towards me…”

Seeing Harry’s elated and happy expression, she was quick to add.

“Unfortunately, I cannot accept them. You are too young right now, you don’t know anything about the world or love. You might think you love me now, but once you grow up you will see, you will come to realize that I was just an onee-chan you admired.”

Seeing Harry trying to fight back the tears that were ready to spill through his eyes after her answer, she couldn’t help but pity him. She should at least give some hope to the kid even if that meant telling a lie. So she said:

“Please don’t be sad. I am not turning you down completely. What I meant to say is that when you reach the same age as me, let’s just say when you get to be 25 years old, if you still have feelings for me then come seek me out. If I am still single then we can date.”

Upon hearing this, the once sad ridden Harry, lifted his gaze to look at Moira full of hope, the tears pooling in his eyes ready to spill immediately vanishing as if they were never there…

“Really? You really mean that? You will become my woman when I am a grown man?” he asked.

“Yes, sure kid. Why not, if you are still in love with me.” she replied thinking there would be no harm in her words.

What she didn’t expect though was what Harry said next:

“In that case could you at least give me a kiss, so that I have something to look forward to when I grow up?”

Moira, raised her eyebrows in surprise. The cheeky brat! He was already a handful, she was curious, what sort of man would he become when he grew up?

“Okay, I will give you a kiss to the cheek young man!”

Upon hearing that Harry’s face was lit by happiness. Quickly discharging his eyeglasses, he channeled all his mana to his body and “puff” a tall, handsome man appeared in front of her.

He had long onyx black hair, ruby red colored eyes, a pale complexion in the skin and a regal air. His broad shoulders and exquisite musculature could be only be summed up in one sentence “An alpha male has appeared”.

Moira was alerted. Here she was talking to a child and suddenly the most handsome man she has ever seen appeared before her. His intentions whether they were to attack and kill her were completely unknown to her.

“You…. You…… who are you?” she asked in fear.

“No time to explain. I am prince Vlad. I am a vampire. I’m cursed. Now give me my kiss!” said Harry in rapid succession, before putting his hands to the back of Moira’s head and pulling her mouth to his.

He had no time to waste giving explanations. Actions speak louder than words! He only hoped that this kiss, in which he put all his heart and soul to, would be enough to make Moira accept his feelings and wait for him till he uplifted his curse so that they could be truly be together.

The fire between them received its' first spark. Moira resisted for a brief moment, then let her sexual desires take over as she pushed her tongue into his mouth.

Harry gasped not expecting her to succumb to him that easily with just a kiss. Moira felt her knees weakening, her body warming, getting hotter with each second as their lips and tongues fondled one another and a lusty moan escaped her only to be devoured by him.

Harry thought to himself “ God how her tongue feels like velvet, so hot, so wet.”

He wanted her to explore more of his body with that tongue. And wanted to do the same to her with his, but there was no time. His 5 secs were almost up.

As they pulled apart, he whispered to her: “Wait for me my love. I am worth it!” (sfx puff) Harry was once again in his 12 year old form.

Moira’s heart was in turmoil . This kiss, this man ! It was just for 5 seconds but he left a deep imprint in her soul!!!

She had heard stories about meeting your soul mate, but she always thought that all of that was just romantic bullshit. But here she was, with a cursed, small chubby prince that has managed with just one kiss to capture her heart.

She was unable to take all of this in. She didn’t know what to say, she had forgotten how to breathe during that kiss, let alone speak! She tried to speak:

“I.. I… you…the kiss” she couldn’t form any coherent sentences.

Harry seeing her like that, her red face and dilated pupils, a sure sign of obvious arousal, mentally high fived himself. Now he was sure that at least she wouldn’t forget him.

“I don’t expect for an answer right now. Once I have lifted this curse, I will come to you. Then, no matter what, I will make you mine!” he, proudly and without a hint of hesitation in his voice , declared to the voluptuous sorceress.

Putting his glasses back on and realizing that time has passed since his Master took off with the high priestess, he turned ready to go join the others in the living area, followed by Moira still deeply in thought, unable to figure out what had just happened if she was awake or dreaming, if she was under a spell giving her hallucinations, if…….

Meanwhile, in a certain Demon General's room…..

“You…you..HENTAI!!!!!” (Sfx slap)