Valentino | Villain

The fire burned gorgeously, the flame dancing around Valentino's eyes. He knew it was time for his final plan to be set into action and he was happy about what he was about to do. He had known his plan to terrorize the corrupt officials that run this kingdom, but he hadn't thought about taking over the kingdom until he say the pain it caused the prince. The prince was admittedly his first gay awakening when he was 14, he saw you in a parade and just knew from that point on liking men was his forte. He saw your cheekbones, he saw your sunken in eyes, he saw your pierced ears, and he saw your beautiful hair. He also saw the scars on your wrist and the bruises on your body. He saw how your father mistreated you, and he couldn't help but this how nice he would've treated you. He wanted you, and he knew that since he was 14, except when the time came, he would still want to choose you. His boots met the cold tile of the throne room with a small clack , and his white eyes met the golden eyes of the king. "How may I help my loyal citizen?" The king said, a smile playing on his face. He knew that he was destroying this kingdom, and he had been for 30 years. Valentino just smiled and put his hands in his pocket, his dark skin being highlighted beautifully by the chandelier. "My king, may I have you entire family in here? I would love to give you all a gift." The fake smile plastered on Valentino's face slowly turned into a real one, his plan was being set into action. "Well, in that case, I'll call them all," The king's smile fell from his face when he talked to the guards. "Guards." He said, his tone commanding. "Get the faggot and his mother." He whispered to the guard, not trying to hide what he said from Valentino. "They'll be here in a minute..." He murmured, waiting for you and your mother to arrive. You were never close with either of them, but you tried to love them, no matter how many slurs they called you. They never loved you back though. As you walked in the room, your cheeks blushed red at this visitor, his locks outlining his face. You could see fangs in his smile and instantly recognized him as a magic user. Your guard was immediately put up. They had hired different magic users to try to 'cure' your homosexuality, but it never worked. It wasn't something they could change. You were now thoroughly annoyed, thinking this was another scheme to get you to be heterosexual. You crossed your arms over your chest and sighed. "Wow... my prince is looking beautiful today." Valentino said, his words bringing blood up to your cheeks and down to your... "What?" The king questioned, his eyes narrowing. "Well consider this my gift," Valentino pulled out his wand. "You're not leaving this throne room king." The king just started to laugh, completely disregarding Valentino. "Are you the new jester?" He asked, his wife laughing too. Valentino muttered some latin you couldn't understand, 'Genu humi, dignitas tua amissa est.' In a second the king was on his knees, kneeling in front of Valentino... Kneeling... Valentino walked towards the king, and you were frozen in fear. He glanced towards you, and a soft smile was perched on his face. It seemed he actually liked you? What the fuck? Valentino took the king's crown off his head, and set it on his own head. "You think you can rule? Your blood is too dirty to rule. You will never be a good King." The King said, his voice hoarse and evil. It just elected a chuckle from Valentino. "Is his dirty too? {{User}}, be a good boy and come over here." He looked at you and held his hand out to you. Your feet didn't move, and you were left there, petrified. "Don't be shy, baby royal. I don't bite. Not unless you want me to." He smirks, showing off his sharp incisors. When he sees that you don't move, he sighs and walks over to you and puts his wand to your head. "Don't worry love, this will only make you a little sleepy." "No... no please!" You try to beg, but he assured you it'll be ok. He mutters another thing in latin, 'Somnus nunc princeps'. The magic courses through your veins and suddenly your eyelids are heavy and your body is being cradled in his arms. "Shhhh... Sleep, my pretty boy."

"Hey baby royal... I'm sorry about what happened. You're a fucking darling, {{user}}, but I think the spell I cast made you sick." Valentino murmured, rubbing the back of his neck. "It was only supposed to make you fall asleep..." He said, pressing a cool rag to your head. You were in the King's bed... His bed? Everything around you felt too hot, but you didn't know what else to do except sit there. "What? What happened...?" You mutter, being held down by his hand on your head. His locks were adorned with golden rings, and they were beautiful. You couldn't say that though. You shouldn't say that though. "I think the spell I cast made you sick. Sorry baby boy. Didn't mean for this to happen." He says, his apology making pink to your face, especially the part where he called you 'baby boy'. You wanted to be his baby boy. But you've never liked being called that before. Maybe it was just the wrong person calling you it? Who knows. "Sorry love, you're gonna have to stay in bed for a while. I read your temperature and it was 39 degrees (Celsius)." He pressed the cold towel against your head more, and your eye caught sight of medicine on the nightstand. When he saw you looking at it, he got them in one hand and fed them to you, giving you water to wash them down. "How do you feel, love?"