#but the last fiction I read was by a foreign author and I can’t pronounce their name

[always-a-slut-4-ghouls]

Someone asked me what my favorite genre of book is and I said “I like fantasy and romance” and when they asked things like “what are you reading now?” And mentioned a few authors it’s like, how do I explain that at the moment I’m reading textbooks and fanfiction?

[star-spangled-eyes]

Forbidden: Part 4: Queen of the Night

This alternate universe fan fiction uses characters created and owned by Pixelberry Studios. Character names, descriptions and likenesses are owned by Pixelberry Studios. Some content in the first part are direct words from TRR Book 3, Chapter 16. The MC, Bragnae Bennett, and story is created and owned by this author.

Book: The Royal Romance (Alternate Universe)

Alternate Universe Theme: The Queen of Cordonia as an adulteress  

Pairing: King Liam x MC / Drake Walker x MC (Bragnae Bennett – *pronounced Brawn-yah)

Warnings for this series: NSFW, Adult content, suggestive and strong language, heavy angst, drama of course, very steamy sex scenes in each part -- IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, DO NOT READ THIS SERIES. Also, if you do not like reading smut, especially mine, please do not read this series.

Series Description: Forbidden is an extremely steamy story that takes place in Cordonia picking up the night of Bragnae’s bachelorette party in Las Vegas. She accepted King Liam’s proposal, despite also being in love with Drake. But when Liam gives Bragnae permission to have one last fling before they’re hitched, she chooses Drake.

Even though Bragnae tells him their dalliance is for one night only, Drake can’t seem to let it go. Once they return to Cordonia and the King marries his betrothed, Drake convinces Bragnae to embrace the forbidden pleasure of being with him in addition to filling her role as queen – consequences be damned.

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A/N: I’m sorry it took me a while to get this chapter out. I had a writing lull for a few weeks, and my mini series, Dirty Mind, had to be written before Part 4 of Forbidden. Thank you all for your patience! This is a fun and exciting chapter. I hope you enjoy it!

Warnings for this chapter: NSFW, Adult content, sex (lots!), suggestive and strong language

Word Count for this chapter: 8975

Setting for this chapter: Liam returns to the palace, and Bragnae has her coronation.

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Part 4:Queen of the Night

Bragnae waited in the Grand Hall for her husband to stroll through the front doors any minute. She was looking forward to seeing him again, but feared he’d be able to read her face. He’d be able to see the shame and guilt that filled her.

Wearing a plain black dress that hugged her curves, she stood there with her hands locked together in front to keep from fidgeting. With each passing second, her nerves spiked with more anxiety. She knew she was a horrible wife. A week and a half into her marriage and she was already turning to another man to fill her desires.

But it wasn’t just any man. It was Drake. And she was in love with him. In her mind, this made things different – not that infidelity was acceptable in any form. But she felt she could justify her actions because of the deep level of feelings she had for Drake.

This whirlwind romance with Liam happened so suddenly that made it feel more like a fantasy than real life. She had abandoned her old life in New York on a whim to compete for a foreign prince’s hand in marriage. When does that ever happen? In the life she knew before Cordonia, things like that didn’t exist.

If Liam and Drake were New Yorkers, same as her, and she met them and got to know them both, Bragnae would have dated each of them separately to see which one she was more compatible with. And over time, when it felt right, then she might get married to one of them. Instead, Liam became king and the pressure was on for him to have an official queen by his side. There was no waiting.

And because Drake hadn’t told her of his feelings yet, Bragnae felt she had no other choice. She loved Liam. That wasn’t the issue. But in this rushed fantasy world, she had to go along with the plan of the kingdom even if she wanted more time to enjoy the engagement.

Now, as queen, she felt as if she missed out on how her life was supposed to be. And Drake was helping her to cope with that. Having her figurative cake and eating it too gave her control where she felt she lost it. Bragnae had a conscience and definitely knew it was wrong to sleep with Drake on the side, but a bigger part of her who craved control, as well as her desire to be with Drake, had won out.

Bragnae’s thoughts were interrupted when she heard a servant announce Liam’s presence. She looked to the door to see her handsome husband strolling in with a huge smile on his face. She watched as he walked past a few of his aids keeping his eyes on her.

Liam hastened over to her, scooping Bragnae into his arms as he kissed her with fervor. After a moment, he sat her back down on the ground allowing his kiss to linger still.

“Liam,” she smiled up at him. “Everyone’s looking.”

He obstinately kissed her again. “Let them look. I don’t give a fuck. I missed my beautiful wife.”

“I missed you, too.” She ran her hands up his chest, over his shoulders and into his hair. “How was your trip back?”

Liam shook his head. “Nope. We’ve got more pressing matters to address right now.”

“Like what?”

Liam grabbed her hand and pulled her in the direction of the stairs. “Like getting you out of that dress. I want to show you just how much I’ve missed you.”

As soon as they were through the double doors of the royal suite, Liam pressed Bragnae up against the nearest wall. He kissed her heartily letting his hands roam over her curves until he found the hem of her dress. He pulled the fabric up over her waist, and dropped to one knee.

His piercing blue eyes locked with hers as his fingers found the lace of her panties, pulling them down her smooth legs. He helped her out of the material one by one, then ran his hand up one of her legs before tossing it over his shoulder.

He gave her a wicked smirk. “Have I told you that I love seeing you from this angle? You look so sexy,” he paused to look down at her pussy. “Good enough to eat.”

Bragnae braced one hand on the wall and another on Liam’s head as he leaned forward to cover her clit with his mouth. She closed her eyes feeling his tongue swirl and lap against her making her feel dizzy. Gripping his hair, she moaned as he slid two fingers into her thrusting rhythmically as his tongue brought her closer to the edge.

“Oh, God, Liam,” she panted. Her mind went blank except for what his skilled mouth was doing to her.

He removed his fingers to spread her lips with both hands, diving further into her nipping and sucking at her sensitive skin. Bragnae felt his long tongue fuck her over and over before gently circling her entrance. The teasing was almost too much to bear.

She felt her body start to tense. Her short, anticipating breaths preparing her for the pleasure that sat within reach. Liam flattened his tongue against her, running it up to her clit again. His fingers returned to her soft insides rubbing deliberately at the spot that would release the ecstasy she craved.

She shouted his name as waves of pleasure took over her body. Her knees grew weak, and her body slumped against the wall as the incredible orgasm ran its course. Liam kissed around her clit, slowing his fingers allowing her to enjoy herself without too much stimulation. He always knew to do that making the experience even more amazing.  

Liam removed his hand so both could hold Bragnae in place before working his tongue down to her entrance again, savoring her. “You taste so good – just like a queen should. Sweet and ready for her king.”

Bragnae exhaled a heavy breath, her clit throbbing making her shiver with delight. “You’re amazing, Liam.”

“I know,” he chuckled, untangling himself before standing up. “Now, let’s get you out of this dress, so I can really show you how amazing I am.”

Bragnae still felt limp as Liam skillfully removed the rest of her clothes. He kissed her again before scooping her into his arms. “Come on, we’re going to need a chair for this.”

As it always did, the orgasm she received from Liam kept her in a daze. He could literally do anything he wanted, and she wouldn’t give a damn. He placed her down in front of a padded chair and guided her forward to kneel on it. He made sure she was steady as she rested her hands on the back of the chair before he removed his clothes.

Bragnae finally started to regain control of her breath when she heard Liam’s pants drop to the floor. She wanted more of him, and had no objections to being completely at his mercy.

Liam stepped up to her, pressing his erection into her lower back. His arms snaked around to her front, holding her close as he lowered his lips to her ear. “I’m going to fuck you hard, Bragnae. You’re going to scream so loud that everyone in the world will know you’re mine.”

She shuddered at his words feeling a guilty panic that somehow he knew she had sex with Drake while he was gone. Being who he was, Liam was naturally assertive in the bedroom. He loved to claim Bragnae as his, but it wasn’t very often that he spoke like this.

She decided if he knew she had been unfaithful to him, they’d be talking rather than fucking, so she relaxed and focused on his hands on her body instead.

Liam gently pushed Bragnae forward, straddling the chair as he guided his cock inside her. She whimpered feeling his length stretch her insides. Once he was in, he pulled her upright again. Restricting her arms, Liam slinked his right arm over her biceps, bringing his other hand up to her throat as he thrusted into her.

The top of Bragnae’s head bounced off Liam’s shoulder with every movement. Her eyes stared at the blue and gold decorative molding on the ceiling until they fluttered shut from the pleasure of Liam’s cock reaching deep inside her. He was in complete control of her body, and it was such a turn on.

The angle at which he was entering her was perfect, hitting the very spot he provoked just a few minutes ago. “Do you want to come, my queen?” He asked with another purposeful thrust, which made her cry out.

“God, yes. I’m so close, Liam.” Her words escaped in a whisper from the way he held her neck.

“Don’t come until I say,” he told her as he continued to move in and out of her. Bragnae’s back arched and her stomach jutted forward each time Liam drove into her. He pulled her face towards his in an uneven kiss. “I want to hear you scream, my love. Don’t hold back.”

Bragnae didn’t know how much longer she could hold out. He was scratching the itch she had, and an explosive response was imminent. “Liam, please. Say it.” He had commanded her orgasms before, and it was incredibly hot each time. Torturous, but hot.

Liam laughed wickedly in her ear as he grunted along with his precise movements. “I love when you beg for it. You’re so sexy.” He dropped his hand to pinch her nipple between his fingers. “Come with me, baby.”

After denying herself the pleasure for several moments and nearly losing it all together, Bragnae released the flood gates and a loud, deserving moan. She gasped for air as Liam groaned, his face pressed into her neck. Their movements slowed, and Liam released her arms so he could wrap his own around her.

He placed sweet kisses on her neck. She felt completely satisfied and like putty in his arms. As soon as he pulled out of her, Liam took her in his arms again and brought her to the bed. He let out a deep sigh as his back hit the mattress. Bragnae immediately curled up next to him, slinging her leg over his waist.

She placed a few soft kisses on his chest. “You always make me come so hard, Liam. I love it, and I love you.” Bragnae looked up at his face. His eyes were closed, but his lips were curled into a big smile.

“Well, that’s my job as your husband.” He opened his eyes and tilted his head to look at her. “Never ever do I want to leave you unsatisfied.”

She grinned. “I appreciate that.”

He held her close to him. “I know you do.” Liam exhaled contentedly. “I have a few things to tend to this afternoon, but other than that, this is all I want to do today.”

“That sounds nice, but our friends were hoping to have a movie night with us tonight. Are you up for it?”

He sighed. “Oh, I suppose so. If it was anyone but them, I’d say no.” Liam shifted so Bragnae was beneath him. “But we will be doing this again before the day is over.”

“You won’t hear me complaining,” she said, arching her neck to capture his lips in a tender kiss.

“Good.” He bent down to kiss her again before getting off the bed to get dressed.

After taking another moment, Bragnae did the same. She slipped her black dress over her body, and bent down to retrieve her panties. As soon as she lifted them up, Liam snatched them from her.

“What are you doing? Give me those back,” she said in a playful tone.

She watched as he stuffed them into his pocket, and leaned in cupping her cheek. “Do you know how sexy it is knowing you’re not wearing any panties under that dress?” He pressed his lips against hers in a way that fueled the flame inside her again. “It will be so much easier for me to find my way later,” he murmured as his fingers gently lifted the hem of her dress, grazing her inner thigh.

Bragnae shivered beneath his touch. No matter what he did, Liam always seemed to captivate her. She was melting and already primed for round two.

“Let everyone know to meet us in the theater room after supper. I’ll see you later, my love.” He gave her another brief kiss before leaving their suite.

He sure did know how to leave her wanting more. She bit her lip dreaming of the next time she’d feel his hands on her.

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Drake spent the day doing whatever he could to keep his mind busy. He spent a couple hours in the gym, and after he showered, found himself playing pool in the recreational room. He knew Liam had returned and Bragnae was occupied no doubt.

His mind was constantly filled with thoughts of her. Luckily, he knew he’d have an outlet for those thoughts now that she was open to this scandalous arrangement of theirs. But, it still didn’t make it any easier knowing she was off fucking her husband somewhere in the palace. He didn’t know when he’d get to be with her again, but he was determined to make it sooner than later.

Bragnae had sent a group text to him, Maxwell and Hana letting them know of their movie night plans, and this brought a sense of relief to Drake. At least he’d get to see her even if it was in front of everyone else.

Later, Drake grabbed a quick dinner from the kitchen, and headed to the theater room. It was generous in size and could seat up to twelve people in the leather, power-reclining chairs that sat stadium style. There was a huge, blank wall that was perfect for a projector to play any movie they wanted, and a popcorn and soda machine in the back corner of the room.

Drake was the first to arrive, so he took a seat in the front row, but not direct center in case Liam and Bragnae wanted those seats. Liam usually preferred the front row. It was easier for him to leave in case his duties called him away. Plus, he liked seeing the screen without anything in front of him. Drake did too.

To his surprise, Bragnae walked in next. Alone. His eyes lit up as he watched her walk in his direction.

“Hey, Drake.” She gave him a casual smile. Not one that said fuck me now, however. He was aware of the attendant by the refreshment stand, and assumed she was just being careful. Still, he’d give anything to see that sultry look on her face. It had almost been 24 hours since he last touched her, and that was too long.

“Hi, Bennett.”

“Did you save me a seat?” She asked.

“Sure did,” he responded with his arm gesturing to the chair next to him.

“Great! I’m going to grab some popcorn. Want some?” Her eyes scanned his body. He noticed them lingering on the bulge in his pants, and he smirked.

“No, thanks. If I want any later, I’ll just steal some of yours.”

“Ha! Not on your life. I am serious about my popcorn, mister. Don’t get any ideas,” she said with that sass he loved before walking over to the stand.

He smiled to himself over their banter letting his mind wonder over what he’d do to her in this room if they were alone and weren’t expecting other people to join them. The seats were big enough for her to straddle him just fine. He was getting hard imagining her riding him with a movie on in the background and the lights down low.

Bragnae sat down in the chair next to him, putting a drink in their shared cup holder. She tucked her legs under her, and happily began eating her popcorn. The delicious buttery smell wafted towards him. He couldn’t help but look in her direction.

“You really wouldn’t share your popcorn with me, Bennett?” He narrowed his eyes at her, the corners of his lips curling up.

She stopped chewing and looked over at him. Drake watched her eyes dart over to the attendant in the corner, and then turn her head towards the door. He was curious what she was thinking about until she reached in her popcorn bucket and pulled out a piece of popcorn. She slowly brought it to his lips.

He opened his mouth as she popped the piece in letting her finger linger for a moment. Drake took the opportunity to draw his lips over her finger, tasting the buttery flavor as she slowly pulled back. Their eyes stayed fixated on each other the entire time.

Bragnae used her finger to pull down on Drake’s bottom lip ever so slowly before drawing her hand back. She put another piece of popcorn into her own mouth making sure to suck on the same finger he did. It was erotic as hell. Drake had to take a deep breath to calm his arousal.

Unfortunately, their playful popcorn escapade had to come to an end when Maxwell and Hana strolled into the room.

“Hey guys! Ready for movie night? Ooh! Popcorn!” Maxwell said in a flash as he rushed over to the refreshment stand.

“I sure am. What are we watching tonight?” Hana asked, taking a seat in the row behind Bragnae and Drake.

Bragnae took a sip of her drink before responding. “Thor! You’ll love it, Hana.”

“What’s it about?” She asked.

“He’s part of the Avengers, Hana,” Maxwell replied in between bites of popcorn.

“Oh, I don’t know who they are,” Hana said, sinking into her chair.

Drake shook his head. In some ways, Hana led a sheltered life. It wasn’t her fault, but it did provide entertainment every now and then. She was like an alien learning the customs of Earth for the first time.

Bragnae turned around in her chair to face her. “They’re a group of hot guys with lots of muscles. Thor’s the best, not to mention the hottest.”

“Oh, come on!” Drake said in disgust. “Thor? Really?”

Bragnae turned to face him. “Yeah. Are you jealous?”

Drake cocked his head, narrowing his eyes at her. There were so many comebacks he wanted to use, but they weren’t appropriate in front of the others. He wanted to hoist her up to fuck her against a wall, showing off his muscles. He wasn’t jealous at all. He had plenty of what Thor had, save for the part of being a god.

“Jealous of who?” Liam asked as he walked in the room.

“Thor, the God of Thunder,” Maxwell chimed in as he munched on more popcorn.

Liam took a seat on the other side of Bragnae. “Oh, that guy? Psht. I’ve got the blonde hair, blue eyes and muscles for days, too. I’m hotter than he is, right?”

Drake snorted at his friend’s sudden need for validation.

“Of course you are,” she replied before turning back to Hana to shake her head. Hana giggled.

“Hey! I saw that!” Liam chided with a playful, but bitter scowl.

Bragnae laughed. “I’m kidding, baby. I promise.”

“You better be,” he replied, pulling her in for a kiss.

Drake turned to face the blank wall ahead of him. He suddenly felt this movie was a bad idea. No matter what he told himself, seeing Bragnae and Liam interacting together as a couple was difficult. She was giving Drake the attention she could, when she could, but it wasn’t enough for him. And then, he literally had a front row seat to their public displays of affection.

Drake had half a mind to bail before the movie began, but then they’d all wonder why. It was best if he just stayed put, then he wouldn’t have to explain himself. And if this was the only time he’d get with Bragnae that day, then… so be it. He sighed and settled into his chair.

After another moment of incessant chatting, Liam asked the attendant to start the movie. The lights lowered and everyone reclined their chairs to get comfortable. Drake watched Bragnae out of the corner of his eye. She cuddled the side of her chair closest to Liam. Their fingers woven together on their shared armrest.

She was too far away from Drake for him to discreetly touch her during the movie, and he hated that. It was probably best not to play with fire anyway, especially when it was right in front of Liam. He wanted to be where Liam was – holding her hand, sharing her bucket of popcorn, kissing her whenever he felt like it. This fucking sucks.

About halfway through the movie, Bastien poked his head in. “Your Majesty? May I speak with you for a moment?”

“Of course. I’ll be right back, guys.” Liam said, walking out the door.

Bragnae asked the attendant to pause the movie. Maxwell immediately started asking Hana what she thought of the film so far. Drake tuned out the chatter and focused on Bragnae instead. She had turned to face the other two chiming in occasionally with her opinion.

He looked over her body. Her legs curled up next to her. They were within reach, and so was her hand. The lights were still turned off. It would be the perfect cover. He reached over and took a swig from Bragnae’s drink, and after placing it back in the cup holder, he casually slid his hand over to her side of the chair.

His hand flattened against her bare leg. He felt her tense for a moment, no doubt from the surprise of his touch, but then she relaxed as he continued to moved up. Drake slipped his fingers under her hand, and watched as she slowly tightened her grip around him.

She kept a steady conversation going. She was getting better at not getting distracted when she was in front of others. That was good. It meant she was growing more comfortable with him touching her in public. Drake smiled inside. Having this physical contact with her meant so much.

Then, Liam came back. “Hey, Bragnae. Will you come here for a second?”

She immediately let go of Drake’s hand, and stood from her chair casually. Thankfully, the darkness of the room concealed his shameful efforts to intimately touch the queen.

“Go ahead and keep playing the movie, guys. We’ll be right back.” Liam told them, placing a hand on the small of Bragnae’s back as they left the room.

Drake sighed as he begrudgingly settled back into his chair to watch the movie. With Bragnae gone, what the fuck was the point anyway?

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Liam led Bragnae to a small parlor just down the hall from the theater room. It was decorated like a cigar lounge with dark furniture and mahogany walls. There was a small fire place against the far wall, and a round table in the middle of the room.

“What’s going on, Liam?” Bragnae asked, feeling concerned that he took her somewhere more private.

Liam closed the door behind her, sighing as he rubbed his forehead. “My father collapsed again today.”

“Oh no. Is he okay? Should we go see him?”

Liam shook his head. “No, he’s fine. He insisted that I not make a special trip to his room to see him. Only when it was convenient, he said. The doctor told him to do more resting than anything else, and to stay away from anything stressful. He wants to be able to attend your coronation in a few days, so he’s taking the doctor’s orders seriously.” His gaze fell to the floor.

Bragnae raised her eyebrows in surprised. She knew Constantine didn’t like her much, so she was stunned to hear how enthusiastic he was for her to be officially crowned queen. She skimmed her hands over Liam’s chest, stepping into him. “I’m sorry, honey. I know it must be painful to watch him go through this.”

He wrapped his arms around her waist. “It is. I know his time is coming, but it’s just so hard to watch such a strong man succumb to this condition when he never let anything slow him down before.”

Bragnae ran her hands up his neck and into his hair, lightly massaging his head as she spoke. “We’ll just make sure we spend as much time as we can with him.”

He nodded leaning his forehead against hers. “Thank you for being so supportive.”

“Of course. I’d do anything for you.” Bragnae stood on her toes, brushing her lips against his in a tender and loving kiss.

Liam drew back with a smile on his face. “I love your lips. So full of passion and love.” He bent down to take her mouth again, this time more ardently than before. His hands traveled down her backside and to her thighs as he picked her up, setting her down on top of the table.

The wooden surface was cool on her bare legs. She looked up at him seeing a familiar heat in his eyes. He trailed a hand over her breast, and down her body, letting it linger near the hem of her dress.

“I’m a little surprised you’re turned on after hearing about your father.” She smirked up at him, her fingers dancing over the buttons of his shirt.

He chuckled softly. “Well, it’s not because of what I heard that I’m turned on.” He looked over her body, sighing with appreciation. “It’s all you. I can’t help but feel this way when you’re around.” Liam flattened both of his hands on her thighs focusing his attention on them. As his hands slid up, he slowly spread her legs until they were wide enough that he could stand between them.

He pulled her body so it was flush against his. She could feel how hard he was for her already, and gasped as tingles shot to her core.

“I knew this no panties thing would come in handy today.” He smirked down at her.

Bragnae reached for the zipper of his pants, bringing it down as she held his gaze. “That’s why you’re the king. You’re always thinking ahead.” She unbuckled his belt, and popped the button to his slacks open before sliding them and his boxers down his hips, not quite revealing her prize.

Extending her hand past the elastic band of his boxers, she wrapped her fingers around his rock-solid cock. She stroked him gently a few times before releasing him from the fabric. Liam groaned from her touch, watching her hands move against him.

Bragnae drew her hand away slowly, and laid back on the table, keeping her eyes on his the whole time. “Liam, I want you to fuck me right here.”

He pressed his palms onto the wooden surface, leaning over her body. “It would be my pleasure.” He dipped down to kiss her softly. “And yours.”

She shivered with delight as he gripped his cock and guided it into her. Bragnae arched her back as he pushed his way in, moaning from the pleasure she already felt as her walls tightened around him.

Liam gripped her thighs to hold her in place as he thrusted into her over and over. “You look so good sprawled out over the table.”

“It’s so hot watching you drive into me like that.” Even though he still had his shirt on, she could see his bulging biceps strain against the fabric as he worked. His handsome face adorned with a look of fire and determination. He grinned wickedly as his pace and force increased.

Bragnae lost her breath from the intensity of his movements. His pelvis slammed against her clit as he filled her with every thrust, sending a satisfying thrill through her body. Her fingertips gripped the table top, feeling her release beckoning.

Liam grunted. “You’re close, baby. I can feel it. You’re squeezing the shit out of my cock.” He closed his eyes breathing heavily. “You’re going to make me come too fast.”

“Liam… Liam…Liam!” The orgasm struck fiercely, lifting Bragnae off the table with a loud cry that teetered off into ragged breaths before she dropped back down to the table.

“Fuck yes,” he said through gritted teeth. Liam’s pumps slowed until he eventually held still inside her. His head fell back as he exhaled sharply.

Bragnae mustered the strength to sit up so she could wrap her arms around him. She needed to feel his lips on hers, and luckily he felt the same. She reveled in their lazy, but comforting kiss.

“I love you,” she said softly.

Liam kissed her again. “I love you more.”

~

Hana helped pluck the eight pound ceremonial crown off Bragnae’s head, and replaced it with a bejeweled golden tiara embellished with rubies and diamonds. She had just been crowned Queen of Cordonia – officially – and now it was time to celebrate.

Liam had invited dignitaries from neighboring kingdoms to her Coronation Ball, and tonight she would be honored. Her elaborate gown was a deep crimson with beads and crystals sewn in throughout. Liam wore a matching coat, and looked stunning as he placed the crown on top of her head.

Three days had passed since she saw her friends for the movie night. Bragnae was swept up in a whirlwind of activities and a jam packed schedule to prepare for her coronation among other things. She hadn’t even had the time to sneak off with Drake, and it was beginning to take its toll.

She’d catch glimpses of him in the hallways, giving him rueful smiles as she passed hoping he understood how busy she was. There wasn’t even time to have a five minute conversation with him, let alone strip their clothes and become one together. It was even hard to find time to be with Liam with as busy as they both were, and they shared a bed at night. Needless to say, Bragnae’s stress level was through the roof, and she was more than happy to be finished with the ceremonial part of the evening.

Hana walked with Bragnae to the entrance of the ballroom where Liam was waiting to escort her.

“There you are Queen Bragnae,” Liam said, bringing her hand to his lips. “Ready for your ball?”

She nodded. “Of course.” Liam held out his bent arm for Bragnae to slink her hand through as the double doors to the ballroom were opened.

The herald stepped forward. “Ladies and gentlemen of Cordonia, distinguished guests. May I present His Majesty King Liam and Her Majesty Queen Bragnae.”

The room erupted in a roaring applause as they made their way through the crowd. Liam led her to the stage where a long table was set up for them and their closest confidants. Once they reached their seats and before they sat down, Liam addressed the crowd.

“Thank you all for joining me on this momentous occasion to celebrate the coronation of our beautiful Queen Bragnae. Please, enjoy the evening as we honor her.” Liam kissed her cheek and sat down as did the rest of the room.

Drake sat on the other side of her husband with Hana to her right. As dinner was served, Bragnae would steal a few glances at Drake when she looked towards Liam. He was wearing a gray suit and looked very handsome. It had felt like such a long time since they last touched, much less spoke, and it was incredibly hard not to dive into a conversation with him without something substantial to say. She didn’t want to give herself away with Liam sitting in between them witnessing the whole thing.

As they finished their meals, Bastien walked up to Liam, lowering his head to speak with him. “Your Majesty, your father would like a word with you. He’s in the royal lounge.”

Liam nodded as he began to stand up. Elegant classical music started playing from the quartet in the corner of the room. Liam cursed low as he straightened his jacket, turning to Drake.

“Drake, would do me a favor and dance with my queen, so she doesn’t miss the first one of the evening? I have to go speak with my father.”

Bragnae’s heart fluttered at her husband’s request. She immediately turned to Drake who was already making a face.

“You’re asking me to dance? Really, Liam?” He asked in his usual snarky tone. Her eyes met his briefly as she waited for their exchange to play out. She couldn’t wait to feel his hands on her again, and Liam was giving them the opportunity.

Liam put a hand on his shoulder. “I know I’m asking a lot of you, old friend, but I just can’t bear to see my lovely wife sit on the sidelines while I have to tend to my father. What do you say?”

Drake looked at the table in front of him and sighed loudly before looking back at Bragnae. “Alright.” She knew he was just keeping with his ruse, but she narrowed her eyes at him anyway for his protests. That prompted a slight smirk from him, and she about fell out of her chair. She had to be careful. She was so hard up for any interaction with Drake that she might just give herself away.

“Wonderful,” Liam said as he leaned over to Bragnae. “I’m sorry I’ll miss this dance, my queen, but you’ll be in good hands.”

That I will. Liam lowered his lips to hers for a sweet kiss. She smiled at him as he pulled away, but couldn’t help it when her eyes flicked to Drake. Even though he knew damn well that she was married to Liam, which meant she’d kiss and make love to her husband, she knew it probably made him uncomfortable to watch. She felt bad when it was directly in his face like that. His unenthused expression validated her thoughts.

As Liam walked away, Drake put his napkin on the table and rose. He took a step towards her and extended his hand. “Your Majesty, may I have this dance?”

She peered up at his dark eyes already feeling lost in them. “Yes, you may.” Slipping her hand into his as she stood sent a shiver down her spine. Immediately, butterflies swarmed her stomach as she ached to be touched more by him.

Drake led her to the dance floor where they took position. As she felt his hand cup her waist, her breath stuttered and her knees grew weak. She looked up at him, her eyes scouring every inch of his handsomely rugged face.

“Stop looking at me like that, Bennett,” he said abruptly as he began to lead her in the dance.

“Like what?”

“Like you want me.”

Bragnae suddenly felt self-conscious and worried she was giving herself away. She swallowed, looking down at his chest before returning her desperate eyes to his.

“Harden your eyes. Pretend I just said something snarky,” he told her in a calm voice.

She followed his direction and narrowed her eyes at him, adding a sassy tilt to her head.

“There you go.” He squeezed his hand around her waist briefly as they continued to dance. “It’s your night. Every person in this room has their eyes on you. Don’t forget that.”

“I know. I just missed you so much. It feels like forever since you last touched me.” She looked to their joined hands trying to collect herself before looking back at his face.

“I miss you too,” he said coolly as he twirled her out of his arms across the dance floor.

She admired his strength and composure. She was so weak compared to him. “You’re so good at this,” she sighed before returning to his arms again. “This is so hard.”

“Come on, Bennett. It’s the Cordonian Waltz. You know this,” he smiled casually down at her.

“No, I meant…”

“I know what you meant. It’s hard for me too. You’ve been busy lately.”

Her fingers lightly caressed the top of his shoulder as they moved. She hoped no one would notice. “I have been, and I hate it. I’m sorry, Drake.”

“Don’t apologize. I know you would have found time if you could have.” He looked stoic with his straight posture and calm demeanor. To the unsuspecting person, he might look like he was bored and just dancing out of obligation.

As the music came to a close, Drake brought Bragnae in close to dip her back slightly. His face closer to hers than it had been the entire dance.

“Drake, if I don’t feel your hands and lips on me soon, I may die.” It may have been dramatic, but she felt every word deep at her core.

“Soon,” he said, bringing her upright again. He bowed to her as she curtsied. “I’ll find you later.”

Drake eye’s connected with hers with a seriousness that made her spine tingle, and then he walked away. Bragnae took a deep breath and began to mingle with the crowd – something she needed to do, but wasn’t in the mood for. She needed to focus her energy on anything else besides being with Drake, and that would be a challenge.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

An hour or so later, Drake stopped at the bar in the back of the room for a glass of whiskey. He saw Liam speaking to Maxwell, so he strolled over to join them.

“She’s really hot. God, look at her,” Maxwell said as he and Liam looked towards a blonde woman wearing a light blue shimmering gown. “I think her name’s Rebecca. I’m going to go talk to her.”

“Go get her, buddy,” Liam cheered him on.

“Hey,” Drake said, taking a sip from his glass. “How’s your night going?”

“Oh, hey, Drake. Good. How about yours?” Liam asked, plucking a flute off of a server’s tray.

“As fancy balls go, it’s not so bad.”

Liam’s eyebrows raised as he took a drink. “High praise. So, have you had a chance to scope out a lucky young lady yet? There’s plenty to choose from.”

Drake’s eyes immediately found Bragnae in the crowd. She was talking to a couple on the opposite side of the room. “Nah.” He let his eyes casually scan the rest of the room. “No one here is really my type.”

Liam scoffed. “Since when do you have a type? They’re women. You fuck them and move on. What’s the big deal?”

He was right. Even though Drake openly showed his distaste for the nobility, it didn’t stop him from taking one to bed in the past. Discreetly at times. His status as a commoner wasn’t publicly appealing to some, but they insisted on Drake showing them a good time anyway. He didn’t care that much, mostly because he was getting laid, but sometimes he cringed at the pathetic irony of it all. He wasn’t good enough to sit at their table, but he was more than qualified to fuck their brains out behind closed doors.

“No one here is really… doing it for me,” he said, taking another swig of whiskey.

“You’re insane. There’s plenty of beautiful women here.” Liam smiled at a pair of women embedded in the crowd not too far from where they were standing.

The dark-haired woman smiled back, wiggling her fingers in an attempt to wave. The strawberry-blonde next to her took a flirtatious stance, simultaneously running her hand down the arm of her friend while biting her lip looking in Liam’s direction.

Drake watched his friend as his gaze focused on the two women. “What are you doing, Liam?”

“What?” He asked keeping his attention on the ladies.

What the fuck? He’s openly flirting with them at his wife’s coronation ball. “You’re checking out other women.”

“It’s okay, Drake. I’m not going to do anything with them.” He continued to smile their way.

The nerve of this asshole. Sure, Drake knew he had no business lecturing someone on ethics, but when it involved potentially hurting Bragnae, he didn’t give a shit. He stepped in front of Liam, blocking his view. “You better not, Liam. You’re married now. Things are different. You can’t just fuck any girl you want anymore.”

Liam scoffed again, gently pushing Drake to the side. “Relax, Drake. I have the most gorgeous woman in the whole kingdom as my wife. I don’t need them. They’re just fun to look at from time to time. No harm in that.”

Whole kingdom? Try the whole fucking world, dickhead. Drake was suddenly very disgusted with his friend. It was as if Liam didn’t truly appreciate what he had, what he claimed as his own. And that pissed him off. One of the ladies beckoned him with a not-so-subtle nod, and Drake watched in shock as Liam strode over to them.

That bastard. Bragnae doesn’t deserve this. If Bragnae was his wife, he’d only have eyes for her. He’d appreciate everything about her. He’d worship and cherish her like the goddess she was. And that’s what he’d do now. Fuck Liam.

Drake finished off the whiskey in his glass and set it down on a server’s tray as he made his way across the room. He sidled up next to Bragnae lightly tapping her on the shoulder. She turned to face him, beaming.

“Your Majesty, may I have a moment of your time?”

“Of course, Drake. One second.” She turned back to the couple she was already speaking with closing out her conversation with them. When they walked away, she shifted her attention back to him.

“What can I do for you?” She asked with hope in her eyes.

Drake took a small step towards her lowering his voice. “Would you like to meet me in my room in 20 minutes?”

“I’d love to,” she replied immediately. “I’ll see then.” She spun around and walked to another group of people who undoubtedly were waiting to speak with her that evening.

Drake grinned as he left the ballroom. He headed straight for his room to wait.

Exactly twenty minutes later, Drake heard the knock on his door. He stood against the wall waiting for her. He didn’t want her to have to wait in the hall for long in case anyone saw her. Opening the door wide, Bragnae smiled and entered his room.

As soon as the door was closed, Drake pushed her against the wall with vigor, kissing her with all the hunger he’d built up over the past four days. Bragnae clutched his back bringing him as close as she could muster. Her eagerness fueled him even more. His tongue found hers in a sensual duel as he pressed into her. She moaned against his mouth running her fingers through his hair and gripping it tight.

The fast paced carnal stimulation coursed through his body making him harder by the second. The gown she wore was thick and he could barely feel the curves of her body, so he started to lift up the heavy fabric when she stopped him.

“No,” she said breathlessly. “Please. I need to feel you touch me everywhere. Take this dress off me.”

The corner of his mouth lifted as he devoured hers again in a passionate kiss. After a moment, she moaned to get his attention. He pulled back to let her speak.

“And don’t mess up my hair.” She smiled.

“Anything else, Your Majesty?” Playful snark dripped from every word.

“Yes, as a matter of fact. Once you get this dress off of me, I want you to fuck me really hard – like you missed me.” Bragnae panted as she bore a sultry look into him.

“That won’t be difficult… because I did. Very much.” Before she could say anything else, Drake spun her around so he could get her out of the dress. He located the zipper immediately. “Thank Christ this is easy to take off of you.”

Bragnae laughed, looking over her shoulder at him with her hands braced against the wall. As soon as the zipper was all the way down, Drake pushed it off her shoulders and down to the floor with ease. She turned to face him as he scooped her up and out of the pile of fabric.

She skipped the bra with this gown, so that was one less obstacle in his way. He tore off his own suit jacket leaving a fitted, white button-up, a gray vest, and the damned tie. He immediately regretted an outfit with so many layers. He started to tug at his tie when Bragnae put her hand over his.

“Here, let me.” She loosened his tie enough to pull it over his head without untying it. Her hands skimmed over his bulging muscles, biting her lip as she looked him over. “You’re so fucking hot, Drake.”

His eyes raked over her body. She still wore a jeweled gold necklace, a black lacy thong, and high heels that accentuated her toned legs amazingly. He blew out a whistle. “Look who’s talking.”

She continued to remove his clothes exposing his chest halfway down.

“Just leave it like that. At least now I can breathe.”

Bragnae frowned. “I wanted to see you, too.”

“There’s not a lot of time, Bennett. We’re sneaking away from a ball in your honor. We better make this quick, so you’re not missed.”

“Okay, but the next time we’re together, I want us both to be completely naked. And I want to take our time, so I can appreciate every inch of you.” She ran her hand down his chest, palming his erection.

Drake groaned. “I promise you next time I won’t be wearing a goddamn thing.” He pulled her in for another kiss. “Now, I believe you wanted to feel my hands everywhere.” He spun her around once again so her back was to his chest.

Bragnae moaned approvingly as Drake nudged her head to the side, laying soft kisses on her neck. She rested her head on his shoulder as his hands cupped both of her breasts, kneading them slowly and rolling her nipples between his fingers. She gasped when he became overzealous and tugged them hard.

He dropped one hand down her stomach, sliding under the fabric of her panties. His fingers circled around her clit before dropping further down to her silky opening. He glided a finger inside her easily groaning along with her.

“I love how wet you get when we’re together,” he whispered against her neck.

“I’m always ready for you, baby.” She curled an arm around his neck, leaning her weight against him as his fingers skated a figure eight over her sensitive skin. “I want you, Drake.”

Oh, thank God. He removed his hand and gently pushed her forward toward his bed, so he stood behind her. Finding the lace with his fingers, he pulled her thong halfway down her legs before undoing his pants. Drake gripped his steel hard cock in his hand and guided himself to her heat. He rubbed his tip where his fingers traced making her tremble.

Bragnae gripped the blankets on the bed as he pushed himself inside her. “Ohmigod. I missed your dick so much.”

Drake chuckled. “And it missed you.” The warmth and softness of her beckoning walls made his knees grow weak. “We’re not going to mess up that pretty little hair-do you got going on, but I am going to fuck the shit outta you. Are you ready?”

“Oh, God yes.”

A wicked grin crossed over his lips. “Hold on.” Drake gripped her hips drawing back slowly, and into her again. And another. And then he thrust into her with all his might. Their bodies connecting in an audible force over and over again.

Bragnae exhaled quick but sweet sounds every time Drake drove into her. Each thrust deeper than the last. His hastened pace, the sight of her luscious body slapping against his, the noises she made, the mind-numbing pleasure of her hot, wet walls contracting around his cock overwhelmed him. He was close… oh, so close to coming. He prayed she’d find her release soon because he couldn’t stop. He didn’t want to. He needed Bragnae and this delicious surrender.

Without warning, Bragnae erupted into a fury of cries. Her lungs singing praises in a chorus of pants and spontaneous moans. Her pussy emphatically embracing his cock. With one more thrust, Drake gave in, satisfying every need in his body.

Letting out shaky breaths, Drake draped himself over Bragnae kissing her back in between breaths. After another moment of enjoying their pleasures, he helped Bragnae to stand, pulling her panties back up. She turned to him looping her arms around his neck.

“That was amazing.” She pulled him down for a tender kiss.

“You’re amazing.” He stroked her cheek with the back of his finger. Looking into her eyes he was reminded of his conversation with Liam earlier. Before him stood an incredible woman in every sense of the word, and Liam took her for granted. A part of him wanted to tell her what he witnessed earlier. If she knew how frivolous Liam was being with other women, maybe she’d want to leave him.

“Bragnae,” he said, taking a deep breath. “You’re beautiful, smart, and sexy as hell. You make me so happy. I love you.” He couldn’t do it. Not because he’d be ratting out Liam. No. Fuck him. He couldn’t tell her because it would hurt her, and he wouldn’t be the one to do that. Not again.

An endearing smile transformed her lips. “I love you, Drake. You make me very happy, too.” Their mouths met again in a loving kiss that lingered.

Drake helped her into her dress after tucking himself back into his suit. He’d happily wear Bragnae’s glaze on his dick for the rest of the night. He couldn’t claim much when it came to her, but at least he’d have this memento from their time together.

Drake peeked outside his door to make sure the hallway was clear. No one was coming in either direction. He closed the door again, peering back at Bragnae who was looking herself over in his mirror, straightening her dress and ensuring her hair was in place.

He couldn’t help but smile. “You look great.”

She beamed, walking over to him. “I feel great.” She rose to her tip toes to kiss him, playfully tugging at his lower lip with her teeth. “We better get going.”

Drake opened the door stepping out before Bragnae. As soon as she cleared the doorway, he turned to lock the door. She pulled him into another quick kiss.

“What the hell is going on?” A familiar, indignant voice demanded behind them.

They broke their kiss immediately. Drake spun around. His heart caught in his throat when he saw Constantine standing before them livid. Frozen, wide-eyed and unable to speak, Drake’s mind raced searching for anything he could use as an excuse.

Constantine stepped forward looking at Drake. “You should be ashamed of yourself. You’re Liam’s best friend. How could you go behind his back like this? You’re a pathetic, commoner filth, and I hope Liam shows you no mercy.”

Drake snapped out of his stunned trance, narrowing his eyes at the former king.

Constantine focused his wrath on Bragnae next. “And you. I was right to paint you as the whore you are. You’re filling that role quite well, young lady.”

Drake instinctively stepped in front of Bragnae to protect her. Rage brewed inside him. He wouldn’t get away with speaking to her like that.

“Say what you will about me, but you will not speak to her that way.” Drake clenched his fists tightly considering whether or not to hit the old man.

Constantine scoffed. “I call it like I see it, and she is a whore. What would your father say if he saw how you are disgracing the Crown? Betraying your best friend? It’s deplorable—,” the former king’s sudden coughing cut off his sentence.

Bragnae took a step forward to reach out to him, but Drake held her back. They watched as Constantine struggled to compose himself as the coughing continued. He clutched his chest gasping for air that was blocked by more coughing.

Drake, filled with a burning hatred for the man, watched as Constantine dropped to the floor attempting to catch his breath, but was not successful. The former king lay on his back as one last wheezing inhale was made before the life drained out of his eyes and his body went limp.

Bragnae gasped, bringing her hands to cover her mouth.

Drake bent down putting his fingers to Constantine’s throat to check for a pulse. There was no way he was walking away from this not being certain the asshole was dead. Satisfied that he no longer lived, Drake stood again.

His eyes darted back and forth as he formulated a plan. He turned to Bragnae, grabbing her arms to get her attention. After a second, she shook herself finding his eyes. Fear and shock consumed her. “Go find Liam, and tell him you saw his father struggling to breathe, and he needs help. Go now.”

Bragnae stared at him for a second before looking back at Constantine. “But…”

“Bragnae,” he said firmly, “go!” He gave her a light push to get her moving. Drake watched her hustle down the hallway.

Clenching his teeth, he glared at Constantine’s lifeless body feeling grateful his and Bragnae’s secret remained safe.

[hallucinosims]

Hi here’s the get to know me tag let’s get to knowing

I was tagged in this by @gunthermunch

125 questions under the cut, if you do decide to read i suggest getting a snack first

I tag @emovatore @humanitys-shortest @liliithvatore if you haven’t done it yet

1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? Elio

2. WHAT IS YOUR NICKNAME? Lee and Leo are the go-tos in real life but I get called Hall on here and I think that’s a rad nickname too

3. BIRTHDAY? Feb 5th

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE BOOK SERIES? I am a slut for the Percy Jackson series and Leo Valdez was one of the reasons why I started going by Leo more often then my full name

5. DO YOU BELIEVE IN ALIENS OR GHOSTS? Yes yes absolutely yes. One, earth really can’t be the only planet in a universe with infinite possibilities to have life on it, you know? And ghosts is more like a spirit thing.

6. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE AUTHOR? oooh fuck me up this is a hard one uhhhhhh Classic author probably Edgar Allen Poe but Contempoary I’d say Tony Kushner

7. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE RADIO STATION? the Musical Theatre station

8. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FLAVOR OF ANYTHING? I don’t really like... food. I don’t enjoy it. But I guess I like savory over sweet

9. WHAT WORD WOULD YOU USE OFTEN TO DESCRIBE SOMETHING GREAT OR WONDERFUL? neat

10. WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT FAVORITE SONG? Liar by Queen or Greek God by Conan Gray

11. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE WORD? I-Cunt-tic, pronounced like iconic but... you know

12. WHAT WAS THE LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO? Please Never Fall in love again Ollie MN

13. WHAT TV SHOW WOULD YOU RECOMMEND FOR EVERYBODY TO WATCH? Kidding, that Jim Carrey tv show that premiered this year. Beautifully edited and told story

14. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE TO WATCH WHEN YOU’RE FEELING DOWN? I’ve seen Bohemian Rhapsody 6 times this month alone so probably that on wards

15. DO YOU PLAY VIDEO GAMES? yes

16. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR? dying in the same place i was born

17. WHAT IS YOUR BEST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? my empathy

18. WHAT IS YOUR WORST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? the depression (tm) 

19. DO YOU LIKE CATS OR DOGS BETTER? idk, i’m not really an animal person

20. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? fall

21. ARE YOU IN A RELATIONSHIP? nah

22. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU MISS FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD? playing in the ika playscape

23. WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND? i have quite a few best friends but when im at school/work then my good friend Julio

24. WHAT IS YOUR EYE COLOR? a very doe eyed dark brown

25. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR? i re-dyed my hair black recently so let’s go with that

26. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU LOVE? my mom

27. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU TRUST? my dad

28. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN? myself

29. ARE YOU CURRENTLY EXCITED ABOUT/FOR SOMETHING? going to denmark to be a farm gay on my semester off

30. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST OBSESSION? currently Sims, Queen, and Falsettos (the musical)

31. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW AS A CHILD? i didn’t have cable but there is no way in hell i’m saying cyberchase so, Mia and Miguel

32. WHO OF THE OPPOSITE GENDER CAN YOU TELL ANYTHING TO, IF ANYONE? Julio

33. ARE YOU SUPERSTITIOUS? very

34. DO YOU HAVE ANY UNUSUAL PHOBIAS? none that i can think of

35. DO YOU PREFER TO BE IN FRONT OF THE CAMERA OR BEHIND IT?i actually really enjoy both

36. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE HOBBY? sims

37. WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ? True West, it’s a really good play

38. WHAT WAS THE LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? ...Bohemian Rhapsody for the 6th time

39. WHAT MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? most stringed instruments i can figure out pretty quickly but i’m best at guitar and piano

40. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ANIMAL? humans

41. WHAT ARE YOUR TOP 5 FAVORITE TUMBLR BLOGS THAT YOU FOLLOW? i follow over 5k people i don’t even know who i follow

42. WHAT SUPERPOWER DO YOU WISH YOU HAD? basically Kirby. I want the power to take others powers

43. WHEN AND WHERE DO YOU FEEL MOST AT PEACE? in michigan on rainy afternoons in my bunk bed with my laptop on my lap. Or like, the floor of a bookstore

44. WHAT MAKES YOU SMILE? loaded question

45. WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? I used to do competitve dance, competitve cheer, biking, and volleyball

46. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE DRINK? watah

47. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WROTE A HAND-WRITTEN LETTER OR NOTE TO SOMEBODY? like a week ago to my grandma, she likes getting post cards in the mail

48. ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS? i used to be. not so much anymore

49. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST PET PEEVE? people who saunter. We got places to be fellas

50. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO A CONCERT? yup!

51. ARE YOU VEGAN/VEGETARIAN? i’m to anemic to be either 

52. WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE, WHAT DID YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GREW UP? a performer

53. WHAT FICTIONAL WORLD WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE IN? i’m actually not to into media that take place in other... wait i take it back i wanna live in Hobbiton

54. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU WORRY ABOUT? breathing

55. ARE YOU SCARED OF THE DARK? ehh sometimes

56. DO YOU LIKE TO SING? It’s a part of my career so hopefully

57. HAVE YOU EVER SKIPPED SCHOOL? i’m skippin school rn

58. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE ON THE PLANET? manhattan Lower East Side

59. WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE? Manhattan’s Lower East Side. I live in the Upper West Side right now and it’s aight but it’s not the LES

60. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? nope

61. ARE YOU MORE OF AN EARLY BIRD OR A NIGHT OWL? i just dont sleep

62. DO YOU LIKE SUNRISES OR SUNSETS BETTER?sunrises

63. DO YOU KNOW HOW TO DRIVE? nah

64. DO YOU PREFER EARBUDS OR HEADPHONES? earbuds

65. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES? yee

66. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE GENRE OF MUSIC? anything

67. WHO IS YOUR HERO? Tony Kushner

68. DO YOU READ COMIC BOOKS? yee and before you ask my fave is Deadpool

69. WHAT MAKES YOU THE MOST ANGRY? when people be on some bullshit

70. DO YOU PREFER TO READ ON AN ELECTRONIC DEVICE OR WITH A REAL BOOK? real book

71. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL? IN High School I loved history

72. DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS? one sister who is ten years older than I am

73. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT? ... iced coffee despite it being 30 degrees out

74. HOW TALL ARE YOU? 5′3

75. CAN YOU COOK? I’d like to think so. Wish I had a oven tho

76. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU LOVE? music, my family (sometimes) I’m trying to love myself so let’s throow that one in there

77. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU HATE? people who stroll/saunter, when people are on their bullshit, dark chocolate

78. DO YOU HAVE MORE FEMALE FRIENDS OR MORE MALE FRIENDS? male “friends”. But, I know a lot more girls that I keep up with more often.

79. WHAT IS YOUR SEXUAL ORIENTATION? lesbian

80. WHERE DO YOU CURRENTLY LIVE? Manhattan, Upper West Side

81. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TEXTED? Me mam

82. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? Thursday in my Theatre class but we were all crying so i’ll let it slide

83. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE YOUTUBER? i don’t really watch anyone consistently

84. DO YOU LIKE TO TAKE SELFIES? i do

85. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE APP? tinder

86. WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR PARENT(S) LIKE? prety solid i love them both even if my mom hates my sexuality and threatened locking me at home when i came out to herelol

87. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FOREIGN ACCENT? italian

88. WHAT IS A PLACE THAT YOU’VE NEVER BEEN TO, BUT YOU WANT TO VISIT?Copenhagen! I’ve wanted to go to Denmark since I was ten

89. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER? 7

90. CAN YOU JUGGLE? Nah son

91. ARE YOU RELIGIOUS? defenitly a lot less than my story style insists lol. I do believe in God tho

92. DO YOU FIND OUTER SPACE OR THE DEEP OCEAN TO BE MORE INTERESTING? LOADED QUESTION BECAUSE I WANNA EXPLORE BOTH 

93. DO YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF TO BE A DAREDEVIL? ehhhhhhhh no

94. ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO ANYTHING? strawberries and some medicine that i can’t remember the name of

95. CAN YOU CURL YOUR TONGUE? yes i’m a lesbian it’s what we do

96. CAN YOU WIGGLE YOUR EARS? nah

97. HOW OFTEN DO YOU ADMIT THAT YOU WERE WRONG ABOUT SOMETHING? Literally anytime i’m wrong about soomething. I love being exposed, put in my place, roasted.

98. DO YOU PREFER THE FOREST OR THE BEACH? Forest so I can find my mans... my MOTH mans

99. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIECE OF ADVICE THAT ANYONE HAS EVER GIVEN YOU? you know what you want, don’t let your concerns get in the way of your ambitions

100. ARE YOU A GOOD LIAR? Yes

101. WHAT IS YOUR HOGWARTS HOUSE? Ravenclaw

102. DO YOU TALK TO YOURSELF? Deadass I talk to myself more often than otherpeople

103. ARE YOU AN INTROVERT OR AN EXTROVERT? introverted

104. DO YOU KEEP A JOURNAL/DIARY? yee

105. DO YOU BELIEVE IN SECOND CHANCES? I give everyone I can think of second chances because i’m a forgiving sone of a bitch and yet they continue TO BE ON SOME BULLSHIT

106. IF YOU FOUND A WALLET FULL OF MONEY ON THE GROUND, WHAT WOULD YOU DO? THat be mine i may be forgiving by moral compass be broke as hell and I haven’t eaten in like 3 days because i’m so broke

107. DO YOU BELIEVE THAT PEOPLE ARE CAPABLE OF CHANGE? When I’m answering this question for a job application i sure do

108. ARE YOU TICKLISH? tragicallu

109. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON A PLANE? yes

110. DO YOU HAVE ANY PIERCINGS? i have 5 holes in my ears and a nostreil piercing

111. WHAT FICTIONAL CHARACTER DO YOU WISH WAS REAL? Mark Cohen or LEO VALDEZ

112. DO YOU HAVE ANY TATTOOS? yes 2, one chest, one forearm. But that’s only because I don’t have money i need more

113. WHAT IS THE BEST DECISION THAT YOU’VE MADE IN YOUR LIFE SO FAR? move to new york

114. DO YOU BELIEVE IN KARMA? yes and she’s a bitch

115. DO YOU WEAR GLASSES OR CONTACTS? both

116. DO YOU WANT CHILDREN? eventually I feel like I would make a pretty solid kid

117. WHO IS THE SMARTEST PERSON YOU KNOW? my dad

118. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING MEMORY? Being high for three days straight

119. HAVE YOU EVER PULLED AN ALL-NIGHTER? i just finished pulling one

120. WHAT COLOR ARE MOST OF YOU CLOTHES? black as you can see by my simself  i really do dress pretty much only in black because i aged poorly out of my goth phase

121. DO YOU LIKE ADVENTURES? yeeee

122. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON TV? Yep, Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade, Trade Show stuff, probably for school or local news a few times

123. HOW OLD ARE YOU? 18

124. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE QUOTE? Know in your soul like your blood knows the way from your heart to your brain, know that you’re whole. - HEdwig and the Angry Inch

125. DO YOU PREFER SWEET OR SAVORY FOODS? This is a really boring last question but savory but if you made it this far i’ll expose myself a little more. I’m black and Jewish, I go to a performing arts Conservatory, and this took me so long to answer because I hooked up with someone in Brooklyn last night and i had trouble getting back to my dorm.