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Just A King In A Rusty Throne

Valkyrie x Reader

Summary: You're friends with benefits with The King of New Asgard, you wish you were more than that, but The King would never allow it.

Word count: 2.6k

Friends with benefits, implied smut, nudity, angst with a happy ending.

A/N: I don't see a lot of love for my King Valkyrie, let's change that!

Masterlist | AO3

King Valkyrie slumps on her bed wiping her mouth off with the back of her hand satisfied. As soon as you regain your senses you sit up and start fetching your clothes, "You don't have to go," Valkyrie says gently, if you were facing her maybe you would have caught a glimpse of the lost puppy look that adorned her features.

"Isn't that the agreement?" Your tone is stoic, more so to remind yourself that getting further involved with The King would be unwise.

"I just mean not yet, you could stay a little longer if you want." Her voice is soft and inviting, one that she reserves only for moments like these. However you don't let the sweetness get to you.

You twist your neck to take a look at her still naked form, "What do you want?" There's a subtle acidity lacing your words.

She turns to lay on her side and looks at you intently with her captivating eyes, "I want whatever you want." At this point she would say anything she thought would make you stay longer.

You calculate your next move carefully. To any outsider this conversation would seem like a sweet exchange between lovers, but you both know it's a lot more complicated than that, starting by the very definition of your relationship, "I want to stay the night," you let out as a test to your adversary or so you convince yourself. Your bait is met with silence and that tells you all you need to hear, "That's what I thought." You finish putting your shirt on and aggressively stand up scanning the room to look for your shoes.

Valkyrie reaches her arm out for you, "No, come on, don't do that." The novelty of The King’s pleas has already worn off of you after many nights spent this exact same way.

You look her in the eye hiding your emotions, "Do what? I’m doing everything you want. I come here whenever you ask, stay as long as you wish and when you see me in public you don't acknowledge my existence."

Val gets up and quickly puts her clothes on, she walks around the bed to stand in front of you, "It's not like that, Princess." She softly tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Then how is it?" you respond instantly, shying away from her touch.

"The rules are different for me, I am The King," she explains, trying to get your sympathy.

"You are The King, you have the power and authority to do whatever you want." You aren't sparing her your pity.

When she realizes her plan won't work she gives it up and retaliates in your same cold tone, "I have an image to uphold."

Her words drive through you like a knife, if that's the game she wants to play, so be it, "I see," you simply say.

She only realizes what she said after it left her mouth, "That's not what I meant."

"Too late, you already said it." You walk out with your shoes still in your hand and a lone tear running down your cheek.

You hoped that was the last time you saw The King of New Asgard, or that's what you told yourself. You knew from the start you were never gonna get your way with her, yet you accepted her terms for the time you did get to spend together.

The arrival of a ship causes commotion all over the Kingdom, it wasn't very often that The King received guests. You recognize the outside of the vehicle and decide to go greet the visitor.

"Captain, it's good to see you," you reach out your hand for Carol to grab.

She accepts your handshake and gives you a smile, "You too." She is genuinely pleased to see you again. You had the opportunity to meet Carol some time ago while you were sneaking around with Val. The Captain is fully aware of Valkyrie's ways and doesn't like to meddle in her personal life, but she seems to have grown a soft spot for you even if your relationship is mostly professional. "Is Val around?" If anyone knows of The King's whereabouts Carol's money is on you, given the nature of your affiliation.

"I don't know, I've been kind of avoiding her." Your eyes go down to the ground for a moment.

Carol understands the meaning behind your words, "I'm sorry to hear that," she pauses, "I’m gonna go look for her, it was a pleasure." She does a good job of hiding her disappointment.

"Likewise," you respond. Before she leaves she places a cordial kiss on your cheek.

Carol finds The King in her place, they exchange pleasantries and deal with the purpose of her visit.

After they're done with the business side of things they begin to walk back to The Captain’s ship and she decides to bring up a touchy subject, "How's your Princess?" she hesitates.

Valkyrie is taken aback by the question, "I don't-we don't-anymore."

"So I’ve heard," Carol is quick to remark.

Val rolls her eyes, "Of course you have, you saw her?" There's a tinge of hope in her voice.

"Yup."

"She's been avoiding me for weeks." The longing in Val’s eyes is unmistakable.

Carol pouts, "Poor little you, what'd you do this time?" She's confident in her choice of blame placing.

"Oh, you know how it is, this one leaves and new one comes around." Valkyrie pretends to be unaffected, but Carol can see right through her.

The Captain makes a point of grabbing Valkyrie’s shoulder and making eye contact, "Just because it's what you're used to, doesn't mean it's what you want, or need."

After a few seconds The King breaks the eye contact and continues to walk staring straight ahead, "I know what I want."

Carol follows behind her with a sigh, "But it's different with her, you weren't sad when the other ones left."

"What do you know?" Val huffs.

They keep going the rest of the way to Carol’s ship and stand in front of it when they get there, waiting for the door to open.

"Yeah, what do I know about loss," Carol asserts before entering her home and flying off.

Valkyrie is left with a choice, she can ignore their conversation all together or she can admit that she finally allowed herself to care about someone and then screwed things up because she didn’t know how to handle it. If she’s being honest she hasn’t been able to get you out of her mind since the last time you saw each other.

A few days later you knock on The King’s office door to announce your presence, you open it before waiting for an answer and walk halfway in. Valkyrie eyes you up and down for a moment, making no effort to conceal her actions, "Princess, you're looking well, come on in," she instructs. You feel a little violated, but she’s done much worse in the past so you can manage.

You stand in the middle of the room with your arms crossed, "What do you want?" you demand.

"I need to speak with you, why don't you sit down?" Valkyrie keeps her composure.

"I think I'll stand." Your tone becomes more aggressive.

She tries to give you a friendly smile, "You don't have to be so…hostile."

You can’t even try to be cordial, "I do, actually, you are using your power to force me to stand before you," you refute, "which is kinda shitty." For lack of a better word. Val hadn't thought about it that way, but she tries not to dwell on it too much.

"I want to apologize, the last time we saw each other things didn't go so well, the way I spoke to you wasn't right." She’s clearly given a lot of thought to her word choice.

"Okay." You expect her to have more to say about the issue.

"So, do you forgive me?"

You realize that’s all she’s got and it is now your turn to speak, "Oh, uh, no."

"No?" The King cannot believe your refusal.

"No," you state more confidently.

Val is dumbfounded, "Well I don't know what else to do." You do appreciate her honestly, but there isn’t much more to appreciate about this conversation.

"Hope that your next plaything has less self respect," you snark, "am I free to leave now?"

Valkyrie’s ego suddenly shrinks, "I suppose I can't keep you here."

As soon as you close the door behind you, you let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding in. You were usually pretty good at keeping cool and holding your ground, but King Valkyrie had become something of a weak spot of yours.

Val sinks into her chair, she really thought the apology would work to get you back. Why she wanted to get you back so badly? She wasn't sure, call it remorse or Carol's words finally getting to her.

The King has been having affairs every night this week. However she can't seem to enjoy them like she used to.

She comes out from under her sheets to look at whatever her name is, "I can't do this, I'm sorry." She gets up and walks to her closet to find some clothes, she's not gonna put her three piece suit back on, "It's not you, you seem great, I just can't, I'm going out."

She puts on a pair of shorts and a sweater as she makes her way to the door, "Take your time, you can help yourself to anything in the fridge, but please don't stay the night," The King urges.

She drags her feet to her office and collapses on her chair. She takes a big swig out of one of the many bottles she keeps there and buries her face in her hands, feeling the comfort of the alcohol burning her throat.

She presses a button on her desk that immediately triggers a call to Captain Marvel, it's the middle of the night, but she knows Carol doesn't work on a schedule.

When she picks up, Carol is working on the engine of her ship.

"Marv, you were right!" The beginnings of The King's tipsiness start to show.

"About damn time you admitted it, what are we talking about?" Carol responds plainly.

"I miss her, I’m miserable." Carol does not take her eyes off of the engine, but she has a good idea of what Valkyrie looks like right now.

"That's awful, Val, I’m so sorry you can't have meaningless sex anymore," The Captain taunts.

"I don't know what to do."

"Have you considered celibacy?"

"I want her back." Val sounds a little more sober somehow.

"Does she know that you want her back?" Carol asks with a little more tact, Goose hops on her shoulder to look at what she's doing.

"She's not exactly making it easy for me, when I called her to apologize she barely entered, didn't even accept it."

Carol stops her work and puts Goose down to finally look at Valkyrie, "Did you make her go to your office so you could apologize?"

"Yes?" Val responds bluntly. Carol pinches the bridge of her nose with a sigh, "What?"

"Okay," The Captain brings her hands to her hips, "you need to be less of a King and more like a being with a heart and feelings." Val looks at her beyond confused. "She likes you, you just have to get your head out of your ass," Carol rephrases.

"Oh."

"There you go, alright, good luck." Carol hangs up now that she's satisfied with their conversation.

Valkyrie finishes the rest of the bottle and stumbles back to her room, thankfully it's empty when she enters.

The King takes a few days to think about what Carol said and to consider her life choices.

You’re coming out of work for your midday break when you spot someone standing right outside the building. It takes you a moment to realize it’s Val without her three piece suit out in public. Once you do recognize her you avoid eye contact and try to walk past her, but she stops you by gently grabbing your arm.

You roll your eyes and reluctantly turn around, "What?"

Her eyes light up when they meet yours, "I cancelled the rest of your meetings for the day, I was hoping we could go for a walk."

"A walk?" You frown.

"Yes, not with The King, just with me." You’ve never seen her more vulnerable, not even fully naked on her own bed.

"Do I have a choice?" You still have your walls up high.

"Of course, it can be as quick as you want." That’s not the first time she’s said that to you. You consider her offer for a moment, she did get you out of work so you cautiously agree.

She begins to walk down the street and you follow behind her. "It has been brought to my attention that I have put you in very unfair positions in the past." She measures her words carefully. "I want to apologize for that."

"Thank you." Your tone is harsh, but you do mean it.

"I haven’t been able to be with anyone else since…"

"I’m flattered," you deadpan, "am I the best of your fuck buddies?"

She scowls at the term, "I’m trying to tell you that I am not the same without you."

"Well, that is not my problem."

"But I want it to be your problem."

You squint your eyes in confusion, "What?"

"Marry me," she blurts out making you fully look at her with wide eyes.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes, maybe?" she hesitates.

You cannot believe what’s happening, "You can’t just marry your fuck buddy, that’s not a thing, Val."

She stops walking and turns to face you with her whole body, "Can you please stop calling it that."

You stop and mimic her stance, "What do you want me to call it then?"

"A love affair?" She stumbles on her words.

You snort, "How much love was involved in this 'affair?’"

"More than I ever intended," she whispers, rubbing her own arm. Your heart begins to beat faster. Unsure what to answer you both continue to walk in silence, with every step you take you feel your walls crumbling down ever so slowly.

After a while, she speaks again, "Did you love me?" she almost pleads.

You glance at her from the corner of your eye, "What does it matter?"

"I think-I think I did love you," she chokes.

Your heart threatens to bear a whole in your chest, "You think?"

"It’s not a familiar feeling for me, I don’t know what to do with it."

"You don’t have to do anything with it, you can just feel it. It doesn’t hurt to not be an idiot about it."

She chuckles, "I really am sorry, I hope you can forgive me someday." This time, you can sense the sincerity in her voice.

"How sorry are you?" you smirk.

"Very sorry." The air between you feels lighter.

"Enough to let me kiss you in public?" You try to test her once again.

"I-" you scoff and are about to walk away at her uncertainty when she speaks again, "You want to kiss me?" There is a glimmer in her eyes, you can only give her a sheepish smile and before you know it she’s pulling you by the hips and connecting her lips with yours.

This is the most intimate moment you've had with Val despite the endless nights of passion you've spent together.

You break the kiss in need for air, but stay close to her, "I won't marry you, yet, but you can take me on a date." Valkyrie nods quickly, "Not with The King, just with you."

"I would love for nothing more."

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