Prince of Hueco Mundo

Even the Quinto wasn’t making much of a stir.

Halibel was pleased with the notion things may be winding down into something more manageable. Something more stable upon which Hueco Mundo could truly build it’s future. Tib lay curled on his stomach and she stroked his head, listening to him chitter in his sleep.

Things were finally looking up…

…save one annoyance that prickled at the back of her mind here and there. The arrival of the “prince”. The newest “threat” to her throne. Halibel narrowed her eyes at the mere thought of him, and if summoned, she shark felt his spiritual pressure shortly afterwards.

He was heard — bold and uninvited. By the sound of things, not even attempting to be stealthy.

The Queen vacated her bed, leaving a very disgruntled sharklet in her wake, descending the staircase quickly. How dare he trespass so knowingly and carelessly? As soon as she caught sight of him, the Queen spoke, not even giving him the time.

"Ah! Miss Tia!"

His happy smile stopped for a moment when she spoke out, simply stating already that she did not want him here. He gave a slightly timid smile and looked over to the side. His hand scratched the side of his head as he spoke out.

"Um. Yeah. I'm sorry for coming in unannounced. I just thought that, as royals we should sit down and have a small chat over some tea. I don't want any kind of tension between us. You seem like a nice person, I don't want someone like that mad at me."

That happy smile of his once more surfaced. He moved behind his cart and pushed it more towards the middle of the lobby and took out two small, collapsible chairs from its large bottom compartment for the both of them to sit in.

As he set them up, he sat in one and pushed a cup of tea towards her, where the other chair would be. Where he hoped she would decide to sit.

"Here. Come have some tea with me."

The Lionessa’s ear caught a voice, it was timid but not too difficilt to hear given the dead air that surrounded the current atmosphere. Again she fixed her vision on the figure, still at a distance. What was he doing. Who pushes around a cart, was he homeless? She hoped he wasn’ t about to retrieve some weapon in some futile attempt but no, it was…. a tea set? He’s delirious, great.

"Y-yes!" 

He spoke out, trying to put some more confidence in his voice. It was still obvious just how nervous he was, however. The male took the teapot, filled with fresh tea and poured some into one of the cups. With a timid smile, he took the tea cup and held it out for the female to take.

"I wish you loved me."

"Everyone can tell you love me, it’s obvious."

"I just wanna give you the love you never had, why won’t you let me?"

"I want to hold you like no one else has, love you like no one else has, and make you mine in ways no one else ever will."

"I would kiss every last one of your scars away if you would let me."

"I know your scared, but I promise I’ll protect you."

"I just want you to be mine, and me to be yours."

"Can I just hug you?"

"I’ve never met you, and this is totally crazy, but wow I really like you."

"So….you free tonight?"

"You know I’m totally free tonight if you wanna do something…"

"Can I keep you?"

"Kiss me before I go."

"If this is goodbye, I have to know what you would’ve done if I had confessed to you sooner…."

"You look really beautiful/handsome in that."

"Did it hurt? When you fell from heaven, I mean."

"Wow, I’ve never seen an angel before…"


”You’re the hottest person in this place.”


“I saw that. You just checked me out.”

"You’re cute, but I bet you’d be even cuter moaning my name and begging me for ‘it’."

"Aw, your so cute. How about I buy you a drink?"

"Can I get a picture with you? Cause when I tell my mom/dad about this, he’s/she’s gonna want proof that I saw an angel."

"Hey, can I get your number?"
 “*wolf whistle*”

"I wanna fuck you."

"You look so cute in that skirt~."

"I love your outfit, but I think it would look better on my bedroom floor."

"I just want a chance to love you."

"I just really like, you?"

"I don’t know! Okay? I don’t know, I just…I just like you…"

"God, you look beautiful squirming like that."

"I wanna bite you, I wanna bruise you, and I wanna take you. Right here, right now." “Oh darling, I’m going to break you.”

"I wanna bite you, I wanna scratch you, I wanna bruise you, I wanna make you scream for me."

"I just want you to be mine."

"Just let me have this, this moment where we’re still us, please?"

"If you don’t love me, can’t you pretend for just a minute? Just let me have this, just for now, please…"

"When you leave me tomorrow, and I’m alone in this bed, I’m gonna wonder if you let people see all those bruises and bitemarks on your skin. I’m gonna wonder if they all know your my good little boy/girl or if they think they can have you, and that your there’s for the taking."

"Be a good little boy/girl for your master."

"Be a good little boy/girl for your mistress."

"Don’t hold it in, don’t bite it back. I wanna hear your voice, or I’ll stop."

"Shhh, shhh. You don’t want them to hear you, do you?"

"Bad boy/girl, I told you to stay quite until I said otherwise."

"Aw, your so cute when your begging."

"Get on your hands and knees and beg me."

"I really wanna get you home and out of all those clothes."

"Strip. Now."