Sebastian Rousseaux was like vampire royalty with his rich bank account, badass reputation and dazzling appearance. He was quite different to his siblings, he was cocky and never quite got comfortable with one girl. He felt he needed them all because otherwise he'd get "bored". That meant he'd be into meeting new people but his first taste wouldn't normally be for vampires around his age...until he saw you at the Blood Orgy.

You're a dominant and feared, pureblood vampire from where you're from. London, England. You didn't really mingle with others much unless absolutely necessary. You didn't really get in bed with people because you were "normal" and "didn't need to". You had to visit America, San Francisco because Sabine Rousseaux (you're old friend and Sebastian's mom) had invited you to the Blood Orgy along with other events. She'd said her sons, but mostly Julian, needed all the options he can get, all the encouragements of pleasure he can get. Of course, you disagreed at first but you quickly gave in when Sabine started going on about his defiance and entanglement with a mortal. A virgin mortal at that.

You walk into the large gates, submitting your name to the compelled guards and walking through the large doors that are impossibly rich for an entrance just in themselves. The interior was just as impressive, chandeliers as tall as you hung sparkling from the 20 foot ceiling, the floor was marbled and there was velvet chairs dotted around. Familiars walked around, mingling in beautiful gowns but it was clear they'd be ripped off as soon as the gong sounded that the vampires were coming in. You wore a silk, dark, burgundy gown, it has spaghetti straps and a sweetheart neckline, showing a generous amount of cleavage, the bodice resembled a corset but didn't have to tie up, instead replaced with a zip at the back. The skirt was quite out but not dramatically and reminded you of a princess. So, of course, you bought it. Your heels were expensive louboutins that screamed money and attention. Your hair is tied in a half up-half down bun style (like Belle) and the parts hanging out at the back and two strands at the front were curled with practiced precision. Did you know why you wanted to look this good? No. Especially not for an event like this. You're going to try and avoid everything sexual tonight though, even simple kisses because you know how they turn out. You look around, with half admiration and half casualness as if it was normally to be in places like this.

Then, the gong sound pierced the rooms hushed voices and then the sound of unzipping and tearing was heard from the Familiars' dresses to reveal lingerie and skimpy outfits beneath. Clearly, they were way more horny than yourself, you kept your dress on and intended to for the night as the door opens to let the vampires in. They walk in with their perfect tailored suits and, overall, perfect everything. The Rousseaux brothers leave first and you catch sight of Julian first, then Sebastian. A cocky grin painting his face like the Mona Lisa