#please gif makers i am on my knees begging for this gif set

[siremasterlawrence]

Hero’s For Hire Part 1 - 2

The Bat, The Wing and The Robin

Batman, Nightwing, and Robin stand tall on a roof top of a abandoned building in sky line of Gotham.

Nightwing notices a strange man top a roof

top across the road breaking glass then are

jumping through the floor.

He uses his grappling hook to yank to the other side rolling down the roof then in to the sky roof top.

The man enters the room cascading in the dark clapping loudly at the feats of what this man is able to do.

Nightwing is not impressed rifting upward to his feet he flips his e-stim sticks in to the air with a fierce effort.

Taking the stance he throws a punch right, left and then kicks each one blocks him with his hands.

He grabs Nightwing’s right legs swinging him to the side slamming him in into the floor he assumes control.

Nightwing’s expression is in panic holding him down painfully with no questions asking of him.

Nightwing’s stares in to his eyes is lost in it his body is frozen in time and he will listen and obey.

“Hello Nightbitch! “

“The name is Nightwing”

“Whatever Babe!”

“Who are you ?”

“The keeper of Gotham”

“The future ruler”

“I am Blue Cosmic”

“Bastard! You arrogant prick”

“Let’s go “

“Why can’t I move?”

“Focus on me “

“My power is resonating”

“Eyes locked on me”

“Take my hand”

“Now doesn’t that feel better “

“Who are you ?”

“The maker “

“My maker “

He offers his hand helping Dick Grayson up to his feet slapping him across the face to his shock.

Dick can’t stop him taking the abuse to his face, I am so in control to his detriment I am more powerful.

His body dives in to a hug wounding around him tightly, he digs his nose into my skin as he inhales deeply.

Dick kisses me slowly tasting my lips in a hot rapture consuming my body as they are getting nastier.

He smirks brightly knowing he should fight me, he cannot fight and does not want to at all.

Leaving the space he mindless following me back to my throne room, I sit he knelt to his feet in between my legs.

He took my hands in his kissing up both of my arms touching, licking and kissing my skin on fire.

He rose up using his feet to sit on my lap in a heat laying on my lap he begins to hump me.

We begin to make out extending my hands on his head and on his back propelling in to my body.

“Oh Blue Haven!”

“Yes!”

“Why do I love you ?”

“You know why”

“You own me”

“Good boi!”

“Mmmm…I understand “

“No you don’t”

“What do you mean?”

“Not really “

“I own you “

“I created you “

“You are Nightbitch”

“I am Nightbitch”

“Hell yeah!”

“Fuck me! Please”

“Why?”

“I beg you “

Batman and Robin in concern try to break in and intervene falling face forward in to trap I set up.

BOOM Nightwing laying on my back we lean in to each other, Batman and Robin strap in to the machine.

The machine rattles exploding as bean hits him head on erase Batman’s mind he is now only Bruce Wayne and his ward Jason Todd.

They now spend all day partying, Jason at school and Bruce at Wyane Technology are doing as I command.

Saving Captain Rogers

Bruce Wayne rises to his feet ripping off his Batman costume throwing the remaining black and blue shreds to the floor.

Jason follows as the red, yellow and back hit the floor torn to pieces leaving his old life forever.

Backs turn walking out of hero dom for all of their existence to the end of time they will know and do as I say.

What I didn’t know is that completely to my own unawareness that Captain America is staring down at me .

He does a double down dropping in a major back flipping status landing in front of me with no chill.

His godly body and pale face peer down at me in a feverish pitch I laugh thinking of how this will go.

Kicking him in the shin he screams in pain in a howl reverberation through the wind he fell

I laugh wickedly kicking him in the head as he falters he hits my leg then I took his head in mg knee.

Throwing his head in to a bloody pitch the impact is sudden and I am the greatest and most powerful yet.

“Damn fool”

“What is so funny?”

“You willing stepped in to it”

“What?”

“Your down fall”

“What?”

“Here we go…boom”

“Speak freely “

“Hear me Captain”

“You can’t resist “

“I can’t…resist”

“Mwahahahahaha…foolish”

“Accept my hand “

“Yes….thank you “

“Wait no! Fuck you”

“STOP”

“YES”

“Obey me”

“OBEY”

“I obey “

“Rise “

“Yes”

“Who are you ?”

“America’s ass”

“Who am I?”

“Master Lawrence “

“My Master”

“Swear”

“Pledge yourself “

“My love”

“Kiss me”

“With pleasure “

“My God”

“My love “

“My pleasure “

“Own me”

“I already do”

“Love me”

“I love you “

The end

[earlgreydream]

angry.

| theo nott x reader | smut | fluff |

anon requested. Theo’s had a long stressful day and is rougher and maybe aftercare & the morning after he was rough with her and she’s trying to reassure him that she’s all good and maybe lead to some soft smut

cw: spanking, d/s, rough sex

“Don’t be angry.”

“Fuck you, Malfoy,” Theo spat at his best friend.

You looked up, shocked to hear the hateful words from your typically sweet boyfriend.

“I’ve had the worst fucking day and you keep being a prat and irritating me!”

“Makers, Nott, take a breath,” Zabini scoffed, earning a wicked glare.

“You got me in trouble in astronomy, you ass. Best shut your mouth, Zabini.”

Theo slammed his textbook shut and rose from the table, his chair clattering backwards with a loud noise.

His cloak brushed the wooden steps as he went to his dorm, too frustrated to deal with his friends’ badgering.

You sighed, stacking his books with yours, feeling bad for him. He’d had a terrible day, after a bad week, and his temper was understandable.

“What’s up his ass?”

“Leave him alone. He’s just had a bad day. Be kind to Teddy, please,” you answered Draco, who immediately looked guilty at your sweetness.

You carried your things up to Theo’s bedroom, planning to console him. You knocked softly on the door before entering, setting everything down on the desk. Theo was draped over his green velvet chair, looking stormy and volatile.

“My love, what can I do?” You asked softly, shedding your cloak and walking up to him.

“Nothing, sweetheart. I’m not upset with you. I never want you to think that,” he said, wrapping his arms around your hips and burying his face in your abdomen.

You could feel the waves of anger and frustration pouring off of him, and you would do anything to console him. A deep sigh escaped your boyfriend, and you felt bad for him. Your fingers stroked through his curls, trying to soothe him.

“What can I do, Teddy?”

“Nothing. I’m fine.”

“You’re not. Would it help to get some of the frustration out?” You peeled away from him, letting your dress drop to the floor. 

“Sweetheart, I can’t be gentle right now,” Theo warned.

“That’s okay. I can take it rough. You can hurt me, Teddy,” you breathed, sinking down onto his lap, wearing just your little cotton panties.

“You’re certain?”

You nodded. Theo hesitated, but he trusted you, knowing you’d never let him use you or take it too far.

“What’s your safeword, sweetheart?”

His strong hands squeezed your thighs, and he gazed up at you, kissing your sternum. 

“Black.”

He stood up, his height towering over yours. You peered up at him, shrinking under his stern gaze. Your wrists were taken in one of his large hands, trapped together and leaving you unable to move.

“Need you to be still while I fuck this tight little cunt,” Theo said, his voice several octaves deeper than before.

You didn’t answer, knowing it was unnecessary at this point. His hand came down hard on your ass, leaving a stinging handprint that had you blinking back moisture.

Your back was on the bed, and your knees bent up to your shoulders, leaving you entirely exposed to him. A squeal left your lips when he smacked your cunt, a force behind the blow that almost had your knees closing.

He tapped the head of his cock against your clit, rubbing through your folds and teasing your entrance. Tears were welled in your eyes now, out of need and arousal.

“Fuck!” You cried, dropping your head on the mattress as he slammed into you all at once. Your body struggled to adapt to the stretch, pain shooting through your abdomen as his hips began snapping at a ruthless pace.

“Keep those dirty words out of your pretty mouth,” Theo hissed, pushing two fingers past your lips to keep you from speaking.

He pressed down on your tongue, causing you to gag around him, making your muscles contract around him. Tears were now staining your cheeks, and you tried to ground yourself by sucking on his fingers, the only part of your body you remained in control of.

A low growl erupted from his chest at the action, and he gripped your thigh hard enough to bruise, slamming into your cunt fast and hard. All the angst and irritation came pouring out of him, channeled into fucking you.

Theo swore, dropping his head forward and emptying himself inside of you. You whined around his fingers still in your mouth, and he tugged them out, dropping his hand to rub your clit.

“Theo,” you cried, the stimulation harsh and rough even as he just meant to get you off. Your body convulsed, coming around him as he rutted his hips into yours. 

You ached, unused to being handled so roughly. Theo slid out of you carefully, breathing hard, but visibly less upset than before. It stung as he pulled out, causing a whimper to escape your lips. 

“Sweetheart,” Theo breathed, brushing the tears off of your cheeks. Worry immediately knit in his brow, and you shook your head, leaning up on shaky arms to kiss him. 

“It’s okay, I’m okay,” you promised, even though you ached.

“I’m sorry,” he apologized, kissing the space between your eyes.

“Don’t be.” 

“Let me clean you up,” Theo was standing before you could protest, stepping into the ensuite out of your view. 

You laid back against the pillows, trying to catch your breath. Theo breathed another apology when you winced as he tried to clean you up. 

“I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been so rough,” Theo was distraught, horrified by his own roughness he exhibited with you. 

“Theo, my love, I promise that I am alright,” you insisted, and you meant it. 

He slipped soft cotton up your legs, kissing the soft skin on your belly, making you laugh. Theo made sure to be extremely gentle as he helped you into one of his shirts, a touristy tee from one of the American cities he had traveled to. 

“I love you,” Theo whispered, kissing your cheek and putting a glass of water in your hands as he settled behind you. 

“I love you more,” you giggled, snuggling back against his chest and drinking the water while he read aloud from a book. His fingertips gently trailed over your torso under the soft fabric, tracing shapes on your skin as he soothed you to sleep with his low voice. 

.

Theo rolled over in bed, watching you stand on trembling legs. 

“Don’t leave me,” Theo’s beg was soft and pathetic, fearing you were running after he’d been too aggressive. 

“Oh, no, love. I’m just using the loo,” you kissed his forehead before disappearing, leaving him to relax in the bed. 

.

“I feel terrible.”

“You shouldn’t. I’m all good, just a bit sore,” you tried to assure Theo as you crawled back into the warmth of his bed. 

You settled on your side, smiling as he draped your thigh over his. Theo’s hand went to the back of your neck, gently pulling you into a lazy kiss. It quickly turned into a sleepy makeout session, your hands smoothing over the muscles on his abdomen, and his hands under your shirt and the fabric of your underwear, squeezing and palming your bum. 

“I need you,” you breathed against his lips, growing wet and aroused. 

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I’ll be fine as long as you’re gentle. Please just fuck me.” 

Theo couldn’t deny you when you begged, and he quickly was tugging his boxers down while you stripped beside him. His hand held under your thigh, pulling it up so he could angle himself to fuck you. 

Your forehead rested on his chest as he gently rolled into you, easing the ache between your hips. You exhaled softly, melting into him as he gently thrusted into you at a steady, lazy pace. 

You lowered your hand to gently rub your clit as he fucked you, your other fingers tangled in his hair as his mouth swallowed your tiny, pathetic moans. 

“I want to feel you come around me, sweetheart,” he whispered, kissing your cheek and pushing all the way inside of you until your hips connected. 

“Squeeze that pretty pussy. I just want to feel you let go,” he murmured before lightly teasing your nipples, making the pressure dissolve as you orgasmed. 

“Teddy,” you whined, a silent cry catching in your throat as you felt him come all over your inner thighs, making an absolute mess of you. 

You dropped your head down onto his shoulder, murmuring a thanks as he cleaned the two of you up with a simple spell. You resigned yourself to lazing the day away in bed, sleeping and making out, spending time with your soft lover.

[itrytowrite-things]

New Years kiss

Tate Langdon x reader 

Summary: Y/N tries to warn off some unwanted attention when Tate steps in and loses his shit. 

Warning: There is a brief mention of unwanted sexual attention nothing is written detail.

The house was filled to the brim with people, each one creating more noise than necessary. I stood at the foot of bed gasping for an ounce of unobtained oxygen. My parents insisted on throwing the New Year's party here this year. 

We had just moved into the new house a couple months ago when my parents decided that our apartment would be too small for our growing family. They wanted to show off the new house with a bang, inviting practically everyone they knew to this party. 

The door slammed shut startling me out of my thoughts, Kevin McDay leaned against the wooden door. He was my mother’s best friend's son. We are exactly five months apart in age and our wedding has been planned since the joint gender reveal party our mothers had. The problem with that plan was that Kevin was a total tool. 

“What do you want Kevin?” He gave me a raised brow accompanied by a smirk.

“Just looking for you sweetheart.” He licked his lips, throwing me a wink. I grimaced and crossed my arms. 

“Every other girl at the party shut you down?” I snarked. He only smirked wider and moved towards me, hand clasped over his heart. 

“Woah, baby that hurt.” Kevin teased his red mouth still in that smirk. He pressed forward until the tips of his shoes overlapped mine. I glanced down at them and set my jaw. 

“Piss off, Kevin.” I hissed, pushing him square in the chest, he wobbled slightly, but insufferably remained in place. He laughed, I had been doing this my entire life, pushing Kevin away or telling him off. You would think that the guy would get a hint by now. 

“Come on Y/N, I was hoping you would be my New Year’'s kiss at midnight.” He wrapped his arms around my waist, in a way that was attempting to be charming. I laughed flatly in his face. 

“As if Kevin. Go find some other girl downstairs. I am sure there is someone desperate enough to kiss a pig.” I spat and attempted to push him again, putting a little more force behind this shove. He stumbled back a little before recovering quickly.

 He slid a hand up my face, I was quick to swat it away. “Cut it out Kevin.” He just laughed, leaning in closer to me. I had never been afraid of Kevin. I always believed that he would back up after I pushed him away a couple times, but anxiety now started to rise in my chest. 

“Pretty sure she told you to leave her alone.” Tate's voice rang throughout the room bouncing off the ceiling. Kevin spun around at lightning speed, losing his footing. Tate had not made a single sound upon his arrival. I was used to it from months of living in the ghost filled house. 

“Where the hell did you come from?” Kevin spat. He had regained his footing now, his head still spinning with the suddenness of Tate’s appearance. 

Tate just gave him a wicked smile that honestly scared me a little. Five months and I had never seen this side of the young boy. I knew he had some problems, he had spoken briefly of them in passing conversations; rage and rash decisions he had made in the past. But I had never seen it first hand. 

A calm anger seemed to take over his entire body, bubbling out to show a tranquil smile. His eyes seemed too empty in that moment, the dark brown had faded into a black abyss. Kevin was just as taken back by the look as I was. He immediately backed away trying to get as far away from Tate as possible. The blonde simply wasn’t allowing the other boy to get away; he continued his advances, backing Kevin into the corner. 

I could see Kevin start to shake, his eyes trying to find a way around Tate to catch my eye. I never liked him, but his fear had sparked something loose in me. I had grown up with this kid and as much as I wanted to punch him in the face, I didn’t want Tate to inflict pain on him. 

“It's okay Tate, let’s just go.” I tried my best to sound calm and made my move towards the door, hoping to forget this whole encounter and get some time alone with Tate away from the bustle of people. However, Tate didn’t budge from his spot. A hand now fisted a wad of Kevin's shirt. 

I placed a hand on Tate’s shoulder, his muscle there so tense I could feel every clenched nerve. “Come on Tate let him go, it’s not worth it”. He stayed stapled in his spot. 

He started to shake, his whole body convulsing with anger, Kevin didn’t know what to do. Tate's grip was still deathly tight on his shirt. I was panicking at the reaction from both boys. I did the only thing I could think of which was to get in between the two of them. 

I could understand why Kevin was petrified, Tate's face was truly haunting. I had expected a wet rage to be displayed on his face, however the truth was far more terrifying. 

Tate wore a joker-like smile, it took over his entire face. His eyes held no emotion; they were void of everything besides darkness. His whole expression had the calmness of a practiced killer looking down at his next victim. Everything in me wanted to run. I reached up touching a thumb to the corner of his smile, I could feel the subtle twitch of his lip. 

“Hey, Tate it’s okay.” I hadn’t known that I was crying until the tears seeped into my voice. “I am okay, we are good.” My voice had slipped into a slightly begging tone. I just wanted him to look like him again. The Tate I knew and loved, not this scary guy. 

“Tate, please.” I begged, giving up on the dignity, the pleading seemed to snap him out of the trace as he released the front of Kevin’s shirt. 

A loud thud sounded throughout the space as Kevin’s knees hit the floor, he didn’t even bother standing up, opting to crawl out of the room. I would have found the gesture hilarious if I wasn’t still mildly terrified. 

“Oh god.” Tate said as if his actions had just caught up to him. “Oh god.” He repeated as his eyes started to fill with tears. The thing was Tate always looked so beautiful when he cried, it was like everything inside of him melted and flowed down his face showing his true self. 

My hand was still on his face rubbing soft circles with the pad of my thumb. The anxiety started to leave my body as I saw my Tate return to me. 

“I am so sorry.” His voice was wet with tears and disbelief. Something in my body took over and pulled him into my grip before I could react. I was still scared shitless of him, but my mind had overridden itself. The urge to hold him overweighting my fear of him. 

“I am so so sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” Tate sobbed out. I ran my hand through his hair soothing down the messed up pieces. I couldn’t speak, still too in shock to do anything, but hold him. “Please don’t be scared of me Y/N, please.” 

And the thing was I wasn’t. I wasn’t scared of Tate. I was scared of whatever darkness had taken over his body. Turning Batman into the Joker was not an easy task, yet this house had managed to do it. I shushed him, rocking us back and forth. 

“3. 2. 1. Happy New Year!” Downstairs erupted with noise, people yelled and cheered while blowing into noise makers. I pulled back placing a shallow kiss on Tate’s lips, they were cold and hesitant. He hadn't made up his mind to kiss me back by the time I pulled away. 

“Happy New Year Tate.” I whispered, the sound getting lost in the ongoing noise. He placed a kiss underneath each of my eyes, kissing away the remaining tears. 

“Happy New Year.” 

[the-fiction-witch]

She’s Not Yours P3

REAL LIFE X THE LAST LEGION

COUPLE TBS X READER

RATING SMUT + DARK

WARNINGS FOR VARIOUS ABUSE AND SEXUAL ABUSE

I sat in a council meeting bored as usual but I had new things to focus on, every morning she has done that to me and I couldn't stop thinking about it, all except this morning we where running very late and we didn't have time. And I could feel it, it was throbbing, it was rock hard in my pants often having to cross my legs under the table to try and restrain it somehow. I'd do anything to get my cock back in her mouth again, I need her so badly, I couldn't keep my eyes off her as she walked around doing drinks and such. Watching that beautiful body move concealed by that little dress, 

"That's enough, for one day," I said and they all nodded "come on" I told her heading out the room she followed as always struggling a little as I marched back to my room shutting the door quickly behind me 

"Something the matter my king?' she asked turning to me I didn't answer I just grabbed her waist kissing her as intesely as I could, she kissed back confused but egar too I grabbed her ass folding her over that thin dress till she pulled back "I am sorry about this morning Thomas"

"It's fine. It's not your fault. But…. My darling please"

"What is it Thomas?"

"I need you, it hurts, please…"

"I see" she smiled holding my hand tugging us over to the sofa I was confused as to why but she kissed my hand and turned away before she bent over using the higher part of the sofa to rest her stomach 

"May I?"

"You may my king"

"Ummmmm thank you my darling' I told her kissing her cheek I was excited we'd never done it before but I wanted to badly. I pushed off my pants and she tugged up her dress exposing herself me "uuhh darling, your beautiful" I told her she clearly blushed but didn't answer I didn't waste time slowly pushing in, it was a thousand times better then her mouth, I grabbed her hips as soon as I was inside, my hips working on there own fast and hard moans falling from my mouth like a waterfall, lost in my own little world like nothing existed but me and her. Knew I was being rough but I couldn't stop it, I couldn't control myself hearing her lusty groans and gasps was driving me wild. "Uuuhhh uuhhh my darling! Y/n! Please…. I'm so close!" I begged she gently began to move her hips meeting them with my own and I was on another fucking planet! Lost in my own world my hips moving so fast and hard I didn't even care about anything but how good she felt! 

I heard a knock on my door but I couldn't bare to stop I honestly don't even think of I tried I could

"What!" I yelled 

"Your advisor wishes to see you about something my king" I guard said 

"Umm… um…. Tell him to come back later! I'm busy!" I yelled back trying hard not to moan but I felt her tighten around me and she screamed louder then ever before which made my hit my own moving my hips like crazy Inside her before collapsing in her "fuck I love you"

"I love you too Thomas" she giggled between her gasps "did I please my king" she asks getting up and wrapping her arms around my neck 

"Umm you always do my darling," I smiled picking her up making her wrap her legs around me carrying her to my bed "again!" 

"What?"

"You question your king?' I smirked "I said again my darling, I wanna hear you scream for me again!' I growled dropping her on my bed and crawling on top of her kissing all over her wrapping my arms around her as much as I could 

But the door knocked again

"I said I'm busy! In fact…. I'm gonna be busy. All night long" I smirked "and if someone disturbs me again. I'll cut off whatever hand they knocked on the door with" I warn 

I stood on the balcony watching the sun begin to set across the city having a little wine 

"Thomas?" I heard y/n call, I had left her in my bed to sleep, we had visited the flower gardens across the city today and they made her walk all the way there and back so I was letting her sleep a while that Andi had I just had her on her back pushed into my matress the last hour and a half she wondered out only her chain around her neck she came over and wrapped herself up with me 

"Hello you, get back inside. You'll get cold" I told her kissing her head 

"It's to hot"

"Is it now?" I laughed giving her lips a kiss "go on, I don't want everyone to see you. You know the kinds trouble someone found you here"

"I am your maiden, I take care of you. I'm meant to be here" she giggled going back inside making sure I watched her 

"Ummm your not usually naked thought"

"I can be if you'd like my king"

"I bet you can." I smirked "put your dress on"

"No"

"No? You deny your king?'

"Because I know my king wants me naked"

"How do you know what I want?" I smirked going inside shutting the door behind me 

"I always know what my king wants" she smiled giving my lips a kiss and stroking my half hard cock thought my pants 

"Smart girl. Bed. Now" I ordered 

"Yes Thomas" she giggled 

I laid in bed unable to sleep, u couldn't turn my head off tonight

"Ummm" I heard her gently moan on my chest I smiled giving her a little kiss, we had to be very careful but I managed to let her stay up here with me some nights even if we had to be quiet. 

"Y/n?" I asked her 

"Hummm?"

"Sorry, I know your tried but… I have to ask you something"

"Of course ask away my king" she smiled cuddling closer to me 

"How long… have you worn this?" I asked tracing my fingers across her chain 

"I was give it, when I was born"

"Born?"

"Umm my mother was a slave so, I was give one as soon as I was born, they had new links are you get bigger so it still sort of fits" 

"Sort of?" I asked she sat up sitting on my stomach she moved her chain back slightly it pressing hard into the other side of her neck to get some gap on the other side and I saw where the chain rubbed her skin raw all day everyday a scar that would never fully heal from years without it being removed "doesn't it hurt?"

"It does. You learn to ignore it" 

"Y/n. What is it like? For a slave?"

"You don't want to know that Thomas"

"Y/n. I'm there king. I need to know, and I need to know the truth and your the only person who can tell me that" I begged "so please, tell me everything"

"Yes my king" she nods "my mother was a maid in the palace, no older then us. One of the council men or so she said tried to use her but she forced him away, so they sent her to the amours to serve there…. They would burn her, and whip her, torcher her, and rape her. When I was born from… one of the men she didn't know who, I was sent to the laundry I would wash clothes and bedding mostly I… I never saw my mother again. They would hit your knees and ankles if you didn't do right the laundry" she explained "when I was to big for the laundry they sent me to the library to assist the book makers" she said "but… the men there, liked little girls."

"What do you mean?"

"They… liked little girls best."

"Y/n, my darling. Why didn't any of them day anything?"

"Of course we did. You think anyone listens to slaves? We where just slapped and ordered to be silent. When I got to old there they sent me to the kitchens, it was hot work and hard they'd boil your skin for speaking, burn your toes for messing up, whip you if you where slow, cut our your tongue if you where caught stealing food even just bits of moldy bread" she explained showing her various scars from all the places she has worked and the things that he been done to her 

"Why would people steal moldy bread?"

"Because there starving,"

"Starving? I thought slaves where always homed and fed"

"Homed? You sleep on the floor of whatever you worked. Often chained to work stations having to sleep in puddles of your own and other piss and shit. Fed? Someone might be thrown some rotten meat or old bread once a week if you want to eat it, you have to fight for it like rats. I've seen children's hands cut off for stealing apples because there so hungry they are days from death, seen old men whipped to work faster on broken bones, women forced to work while in labour. And God forbid you speak back or try to escape then… death was a mercy" 

"Why have you never told me this before?'

"I didn't think you cared" she shrugged

"Y/n of course I care. I…. I didn't know they treated you all that way. I…. I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry. If I'd known I would have-"

"It's alright Thomas. You barely even leave the palace. I can't blame you for not knowing" she smiled "what about you?"

"What?"

"I want to know what it's like. To be a king"

"Okay" I smiled "my mother was the only child of the last king, so they got her married off pretty quickly, my father was prince of the outlanders they hoped it would bring union but… it didn't really work. My uncle killed him"

"I'm sorry Thomas"

"It's fine. I never even met him. My mother was already pregnant then and… when I was born it just. It ripped her apart, she died a few days after. I never met either of them all I have is the statue of them in the hall. They kept me safe and made me king the council and the advisor did it all till I could walk and talk I think they mostly still do honestly, it's strange you have… very little freedom as a king. I keep getting told I can do anything I want and yet I'm not allowed to bathe myself or dress myself, but I don't know anything else. I was crowned king at three the first real choice I ever made was… you."

"Why didn't you kill me?"

"I couldn't. You where… scared of me. And that's not the sort of king I wanted to be and I… kinda liked you" I smiled "I wanted used you happy, not see you dead, there's alot of things I wish I could change"

"Like what?"

"I'd like it to stop. All of it. I don't want people to suffer for me. I don't want people to starve while I have more food then I'll ever eat, I don't want women to give up there bodies for food or just the safety they won't die tomorrow. And I… I wanna marry you, not just have you as some little slave girl who I have sex with. I want to marry you, make you my queen"

"That sounds very nice Thomas" she smiled nuzzling with my neck

"I will, someday. I promise" I smiled kissing her head.

I sat on my throne bored, nothing was going on so I just had to sit here. 

"A drink my king" y/n smiled bringing me some wine 

"Thank you darling" I smiled taking it from her "why am I doing this?"

"I don't know my king. The advisor says you must"

"He says I must do alot of things" I sighed "y/n, come sit with me"

"I can't my king it is the throne" she says 

"Do you deny your king?"

"Never" she blushed 

"The come and sit with me" I smiled she giggled and came sitting beside me but both of us barely fit "hang on." I said moving her hips to sit on my lap "there. That's better isn't it darling" I smiled kissing her cheek 

"Much better my king, much cosier" she giggled

"Umm bet your much more used to sitting here"

"Very much so" she giggled

"Now… as were alone. How about we, have a little fun" I whispered and she giggled and nodded "that's my girl" I smirked making her stand a moment as I tugged my pants down she giggled and pulled her dress up, she moved back and gently slipped down my cock every inch pushing Inside her heavenly pussy "ummmm you feel so good. Why would I ever need any other woman in the world" I smirked gently moving her hips to move her back and forth sending ripples of pleasure across us both, I bit on her shoulder a little to stop my moans "ummm quiet darling, we'd be in alot of trouble I'd we got caught" I smirked 

"The king fucking a slave girl on the throne of the kingdom" she giggled

"I'm sure knowone would blame me they saw your gorgeous pussy" I smirked starting to bounce her up and down "but there not going to. Only I get to see my beautiful darling" I smirked getting faster and faster trying hard not to moan, I moved a hand up her dress to fondle her breast as she bounced faster and faster I bit down hard giving her shoulder love bites to stop myself from screaming and from someone hearing us I felt her tighten she moved my hand to her mouth to muffle her screams as she came I smirked and kept bouncing her until I hit my own groaning into her ear as I finished as deep in her as I could making she she got every drop. And just as we walked down I heard footsteps, she quickly jumped off my lap and stood by the throne as usual fixing her dress I smirked blowing her a kiss and doing my pants back up and just as I did the door opened with my advisor and the council with some rather unimportant news, I was barely listening just smirking to myself glancing at her beside me seeing how tight her thighs and legs where as she desperately tried not to drip everything down her legs.

I sat in the meeting room undeniably nervous, I kept y/n close to me, I heard them marching down the corridor, I held my breath as the doors flew open showing five men, my uncle in the centre 

“Hello Nephew”

“Hello Uncle,”

“You think I can be summoned to your audience like some damn dog!”

“Well you clearly can” 

"What do you want"

"I want. This to stop. The attacks on my people the desecration on my lands the -"

"Enough. I understand" he says "you've grown up. Starting to really sound… like your father"

"It's been a while since I saw you last"

"Just because your older. Doesn't make you anymore of a king. I cannot simply call of my men, they have a habit of doing whatever the want" he smirked as the men he brought with him beg wrecking the room "that's something you don't understand is it, when people don't do whatever you ask of them"

"I am the king!'

"And they are not your people they are mine, I am there king. So why would they listen to you" 

"Because I'll execute them if they don't"

"Will you now? You know the rules kiddo you hurt one of mine or I hurt one of yours" he smirked "she's beautiful" he smirked looking at y/n

"She is no concern of yours"

"Isn't she? I think she is" he smirked "hello beautiful" he smirked going over to where she stood "you get more beautiful every time I visit" he smirked his hand on her arse 

"Do not touch her"

"Why? She's a slave, is what's she's for" he smirked "infact, for dragging us all this way. boys! For a present for you!" He smirked throwing her over to the other men who started grabbing at her

"Leave her alone!" I yelled "by all the gods in this world you will leave her be!" 

"Oooh you really do like her don't you, naughty naughty liking a little slave girl, let's see what you like about her then" he laughs "boys, have you turn with her" he ordered 

"No! You leave her alone!" 

"Ignore him, carry on!"