Orion

"Sketch, are you ready for tomorrow?" I asked, setting down his outfit that would look stunning on him no doubt.

"Yeah, I can't wait to have my own throne and better yet be married to you!" he yelled right into my ear and I smiled setting my small little Prince on the bed next to his clothing. I ruffled his hair, grabbing his cup of blood and pushing it into his hands.

"Will I take your last name too?" he asked, opening the cup, taking a small sip.

"Do you know what my last name is?" I asked him and he shook his head signaling no. His last name—if I can remember—was Williston. I know I never told him mine so I couldn't hold it against him.

"It's Blackwell." I said.

"Sketch Blackwell," he said with a huge smile before jumping up and giving me a hug. "Is Sam's last name going to be Blackwell too?" he asked.

I chuckled, ushering the blood into his mouth. After he drank a little, I answered his question.

"No, Xanthe and the rest of them aren't blood related to me, their last name is different from mine and they haven't changed it."

"Will Sam be at the coronation?" he asked, pushing the half drunk cup back into my hands. I placed the cup down on the table before turning back to my baby.

"Yes, I already checked with Xanthe and they are coming, no need to worry." I said and he relaxed, kissing my cheek before grabbing the outfit and rushing into the closet.

I didn't follow him, he was probably just hanging it up in the closet. "Orion?"

"Yes beautiful?" I asked as he came running out with Mr. Bear in his hand.

"Will you turn me?" he asked

"Only if you want to."

He looked down to think before looking up with a smile on his face. "Really?" he asked.

"Really."

"Then I want to be a vampire and live with you forever!"

"We will live happily ever after." I whispered.

"Just like in the fairytales."

"Just like the fairytales."

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"What do you want to do today?" I asked my queen. His big blue eyes met mine and he smiled talking about visiting the town.

"I also want to see Sam!" he concluded, marching away before I could tell him yes or no.

I snatched him back up and he started to giggle as my fingers tickled his sides not giving him a chance to breathe. "He's not here yet, babycakes. You can see him when he does, okay?" he nodded quickly, trying to pry my fingers away completely out of breath.

"Okay! Sto—ahp t-tickling me!" he laughed and I smiled at his cute demeanor.

"I love you," I whispered into his ear and my boy stopped struggling to turn around to peck my lips softly.

"I love you too," he whispered back before pushing at my chest and running across the throne room.

"I'm not going to chase you." I said making him pout.

"Can the big bad vampire catch me? Or is he too slow..." he taunted and I smirked at my babycakes before sprinting in front of him faster than the human eye and snatched him up in my arms. He yelped in surprise before giggling so cutely that it made my insides melt.

"I guess the old vampire can catch me, it's surprising." he whispered as if it were one big secret.

"Just because I'm old doesn't mean I'm slow." I picked him up and placed him on the window sill.

I smiled sweetly at him before capturing his lips with mine in a warm and gentle kiss. I had to be gentle with this little human and take care of all that he needed, so he knew for sure who much I cared about. His mouth was soft and it was a sweet sensual kiss that made his knees shake. His fingers wound themselves in my hair as I bent over slightly. He pulled at the black locks of my hair gently, his thumb kneading into my skull. He was so warm, delicate and his hands felt so nice.

His small heart was pumping against my chest, and his hips were pressed against mine perfectly. I ran my hand under his shirt feeling as his soft skin beneath my hand kiss away at my finger tips. I chased his tongue until I was sucking on it, as his hand dropped down and tangled in my shirt only to delight me with a moan.

He pulled back ever so slightly, I could still feel that warm breath on my lips. He looked at me lazily and pecked my chin with a smile that warm me up to the core.

"You always make me feel weird," he said with a pink tint to his cheeks.

"That's because I'm doing it on purpose, I want you to be horny."

"Orion! You c-an't say things like that!"

"What? I think it's cute when you're all embarrassed."

He looked down and smiled. "Still, you say it without a problem!"

I chuckled, grabbing hold of his waist and placing him on the ground. "We better get going to bed, we have to get up early and all for your coronation and our wedding,"

"Okay, but you'll have to catch me!" he yelled before taking off toward the doors and escaping from my sight.

I sighed before chasing after him.

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"Hey Sketch, baby, wake up..." he groaned turning over on his stomach placing the pillow over his head.

"Don't wanna." he moaned.

"It's our big day." I whispered and he suddenly jumped up and ran to the closet and I rolled my eyes as he took half of the sheets with him.

"Sketch you'll need a bath first." I said and he stopped before turning toward me.

"That's right! Where's the bath?" he asked.

"The maid already drew one for you, come on." I said and he nodded grabbing my hand as I led him to the bathroom.

He stripped in front of me, his once scared self completely gone as he sunk into the water. He was perfect, the way he giggled and splashed me was not even irritating as it actually took my breath away.

I rolled up my sleeves, grabbing the soap and starting to wash his hair. I threaded my fingers through his white hair and ran my fingers down his chest until he was perfectly clean.

After a few splashes and some giggles, I dried Sketch off with a towel. I let the maids take over, and took a shower myself since it was my important day too.

Sketch got ready in another room since it was like a wedding, and I got ready in another. I was dressed in a black shirt and black pants. A red cloak that was tied at my neck, and my golden crown laid atop my head.

When I was ready and dressed, I went down to the throne hall to stand and get ready for my bride. It was going to be a small wedding, just my family and his, which was just Sam. The decorations were specially done by a planner. Wooden benches decorated in white flowering and the white long rug that hugged the floor delighted the room to a T.

The walls were draped with stringed flowers made by some of the maids and let's not forget the curtains that hung a blood red color along the windows. The solemniser was already there waiting as was my family messing around with each other as always. Sam and Xanthe were sitting on the right side, Sam not looking too happy but I didn't expect him to. Xanthe had to whisper in his ear as I passed to keep him calm. We didn't exactly leave on good terms, as he did accuse me of taking away his family.

I waited for Sketch to come through, which wasn't long.

"Look at you big bro getting married!" Ducky shouted and I rolled my eyes as Ean and Ethan shouted some dumb things too. The doors opened and an awkward yet beautiful Sketch walked through those doors and graced me with the most beautiful smile.

He had a flower bouquet in his hands as he strode down the hallway as proud as he could. But half way down the aisle he lowered the bouquet until it was by his leg. He looked stunning in his white outfit, his white overcoat and white pants that didn't have a single flaw on them. He smiled softly at me, and tilted his head to the side.

"I think it's weird that I'm the bride." he said cutely.

He met me in the middle, giving me the flowers before sighing softly. The officiate smiled at us both but I was only paying attention to Sketch. He was beautiful...no perfect.

Everything was a blur, I was just lost in Sketch's eyes until he asked me if I would take my baby as to my lawfully wedded partner.

"I do," I said.

Then he asked Sketch the same thing and he smiled sweetly. "I do too."

It was so quick, I couldn't remember anything about it, only the stunning kiss that we shared. I was so lost in his lips, I was stunned actually.

His crowning was a blur too but when he smiled up at me with that golden crown atop his pretty little head I swear I was the happiest and luckiest vampire alive.

After the ceremony was complete, I had Sketch next to me as we greeted my family and Sam as their new King and Queen. Sam wasn't too happy but smiled nonetheless as it was our happy day and he didn't want to ruin it.

After Xanthe told Sam they had to go, Sketch and I retired to our room.

"We still have to greet everyone but for now we do what all couples do after they get married,"

"And what's that?" Sketch asked innocently.

"We eat of course. Let's go get some blood," I said picking up my queen and humming softly as we raced to the kitchen.