The Cursed Tyrant and His Reluctant Queen
The door opens with a slam, and Ignis walks in with a couple of his attendants following. He notices me, and he considers sending them away.
I've worn the peignoir and came here, in his room, to wait. He would have forgotten to visit me if I didn't do this.
And the King's bed is way, way bigger. We can roll on there, chase each other... There's enough space for everything!
Thank goodness I didn't come here wearing a nightgown only, though. I wasn't expecting the King's room to be always so crowded, but I'm starting to get used to it.
The two servants following Ignis open their mouths in surprise when they notice me, but their eyes reach the floor soon enough. They walk out in silence and close the door.
«Veronica,» Ignis sighs when we're finally alone. «How are you?»
«I'm fine,» I hum. «Came here to meet my husband, but he looks so busy.»
«I'm free now,» he replies. «Even though it's late.»
«I let you sleep yesterday. Don't expect to get away twice.»
«It is not my intention.»
«Then bring the chain.»
I even raise my chin to sound more challenging. I'll most likely end up at his mercy, but I don't mind it. As long as something happens, I don't care.
Love is an important part of marriage, and we're supposed to work hard and have enough children to stabilise the King's position. He shouldn't avoid me so often, at least in the early months of our marriage.
Not to mention the political implications. If rumours about how we don't sleep together start circulating in the Palace, the lords will complain about everything and inquire what's wrong with me, while the ladies will look for a way to occupy that unused side of his bed.
I'm working for Alba by coming here. It's not for my personal gain, obviously.
«You don't want to talk tonight?» he murmurs. The corners of his lips travel upwards in a wily and weird grin. He's happy, but he still wants to tease me before starting.
«Maybe later,» I say. Once we're done making love, if we have energy for it, I can talk as much as he wants to listen.
I also have to complain about the ladies sighing after him. That was unpleasant, but I'll say this when I'm sure he's hearing me... Not that it's his fault, by the way.
As Ignis delivers the chain, I notice he's handing me real, heavy, iron shackles. They are supposed to be easy to get on and off with their key... which is big enough not to be lost, luckily.
He brought this from the prisons, didn't he? How could he do it? Did he sneak it, or did he ask for it straight-forwardly?
I can't imagine the guard bringing them chains. What face could he make? What were his thoughts? Oh, it must have been so funny!
My husband sure is something. There are no petals on the bed, for he wasn't expecting me. Yet, he has the chain always ready just in case.
«Are you really going to let me do this?» I wonder, returning to earth and focusing on what's in front of me.
«A promise is a promise, right?»
«You didn't promise. And, also, I won't do anything you don't like. We agreed. If you're not all right with this, we can either find another way or let it go... I'm not as desperate to tie a King as you like to think.»
«No?» he whispers to my ear. «I might be desperate to be tied by a Queen. I know you want to do it, Ronnie.»
«Hey!»
«And I know you'll like it in the end.»
Of course, I will like it. Having Ignis at my mercy is a bad girl's dream. Even if just for a moment... Oh, even just as a thought, it's making me tremble in need and wet my underwear. The jolts in my belly area are a sign good enough, aren't they?
«If you don't like it, you'll tell me to stop!» I repeat.
I will tie him with this, so I will be the one in charge. It will be all on me to decide what we do and when. As well as to be fast to react if anything happens.
Maybe, it's a little too soon... But, I really want to do it! Now!
He lowers his eyes and whispers something to himself.
«Ah?» I say, getting closer to hear.
«I said, you can stop too if you don't like it.»
I'd do anything to see him like this, even if I don't understand the reason for his reaction. Oh, I love it! How could I not?
He's just so regal out of here that I assumed he would tell me off and send me back to my room after a couple spanks. But he's accepting my offer... What more, blushing so innocently.
I lick my lips, making sure he sees it.
«Is there a way I can't love it?» I murmur while undoing a couple of random buttons on his jacket.
I soon lose patience with his clothes. Too layered, for goodness's sake. I should have come after he changed.
«Help me with this.»
He does, showing me how to undo the buttons and laces keeping his clothing together. When he's wearing only the last few pieces I'm already familiar with, I pull him to the bed.
«Come here,» I say. I love ordering him around.
Not because I want to feel powerful. Rather, it's how he follows my words because he wants to. I have no power at all, yet what I say is done. It makes me excited and pleased, as much as to tremble.
His face is solemn when he talks as if he has something urgent to tell me. As if he remembered something vital just now.
«Veronica, I love you!» he says, looking me in the eyes. Oh, such green gems.
«You shall leave that for later. Now, let's proceed with the chain!»
He sighs, offering me his wrists. Such surrender does make me feel hot as if a big fire was burning all around us. Yet, this room is supposed to be pleasantly cool.
«Behind your back,» I say, observing his face with utter care.
Since he doesn't seem displeased, not even a little, I tie the chain. Not too strict because I'm not trying to keep him prisoner, just playing a little.
His clothes are all scattered in the room while I'm still fully covered. I get rid of the peignoir and show him the translucent gown. For some reason, the Queen's wardrobe is full of gowns like this one.
«You've always let me do what I want,» I say. «Even when we were little. And when we were pretending to elope. Oh, you're so weak against me, aren't you?»
It's a good thing, though.
In fact, he nods proudly, sitting in the centre of his bed. I reach him and kiss his lips. Our tongues dance together for a while, and my hands can explore him freely while he can't. It's unfair, but I like it unfair.
And Ignis likes it unfair too! Oh, is it his love for me? For real? Is it possible that a person's love can bring someone to let the other take advantage of them just like this?
I'm not sure I would allow him to do the same, and I'm quite certain I love him a lot!
«I am... Ignis, this... I am really happy. Is it all right?» I ask when we split.
My lips tremble when I talk, and my fingers are pricking into his shoulders, but my eyes don't move away from his.
He gulps, collecting his words before replying.
«You can do what you want, Veronica. Everything feels special if it's you...»
Since his words make my world spin faster, I reward him with a long and sweet kiss. I move on his neck and kiss, lick, suck, do everything my heart desires. Always making sure he doesn't protest.
His surrender fires my desire, but I can't allow it to make me lose any rationality.
I am the one responsible today, and as such, I need to be careful not to hurt either of us.
«I love you too, Ignis,» I say, replying to his earlier confession. I was planning to tell him later, but nothing stops me from saying it twice, in the end.
It wouldn't be too bad even if he grew used to my confessions.
I move his hair away from his ear, wondering whether to whisper it again. But then, my instinct prevails, and I lick the lobe before nibbling on it. His ear becomes red in a moment, and he startles as if I did something unexpected.
«Hmm,» he moans.
I forget about words, lost in the moment. I couldn't have imagined I had it in me to act in such a way. It's not my fault.... It's Ignis who makes me like this.
Chapter 113: Ordering A King (1)
I've worn the peignoir and came here, in his room, to wait. He would have forgotten to visit me if I didn't do this.
And the King's bed is way, way bigger. We can roll on there, chase each other... There's enough space for everything!
Thank goodness I didn't come here wearing a nightgown only, though. I wasn't expecting the King's room to be always so crowded, but I'm starting to get used to it.
The two servants following Ignis open their mouths in surprise when they notice me, but their eyes reach the floor soon enough. They walk out in silence and close the door.
«Veronica,» Ignis sighs when we're finally alone. «How are you?»
«I'm fine,» I hum. «Came here to meet my husband, but he looks so busy.»
«I'm free now,» he replies. «Even though it's late.»
«I let you sleep yesterday. Don't expect to get away twice.»
«It is not my intention.»
«Then bring the chain.»
I even raise my chin to sound more challenging. I'll most likely end up at his mercy, but I don't mind it. As long as something happens, I don't care.
Love is an important part of marriage, and we're supposed to work hard and have enough children to stabilise the King's position. He shouldn't avoid me so often, at least in the early months of our marriage.
Not to mention the political implications. If rumours about how we don't sleep together start circulating in the Palace, the lords will complain about everything and inquire what's wrong with me, while the ladies will look for a way to occupy that unused side of his bed.
I'm working for Alba by coming here. It's not for my personal gain, obviously.
«You don't want to talk tonight?» he murmurs. The corners of his lips travel upwards in a wily and weird grin. He's happy, but he still wants to tease me before starting.
«Maybe later,» I say. Once we're done making love, if we have energy for it, I can talk as much as he wants to listen.
I also have to complain about the ladies sighing after him. That was unpleasant, but I'll say this when I'm sure he's hearing me... Not that it's his fault, by the way.
As Ignis delivers the chain, I notice he's handing me real, heavy, iron shackles. They are supposed to be easy to get on and off with their key... which is big enough not to be lost, luckily.
He brought this from the prisons, didn't he? How could he do it? Did he sneak it, or did he ask for it straight-forwardly?
My husband sure is something. There are no petals on the bed, for he wasn't expecting me. Yet, he has the chain always ready just in case.
«Are you really going to let me do this?» I wonder, returning to earth and focusing on what's in front of me.
«A promise is a promise, right?»
«You didn't promise. And, also, I won't do anything you don't like. We agreed. If you're not all right with this, we can either find another way or let it go... I'm not as desperate to tie a King as you like to think.»
«No?» he whispers to my ear. «I might be desperate to be tied by a Queen. I know you want to do it, Ronnie.»
«Hey!»
«And I know you'll like it in the end.»
Of course, I will like it. Having Ignis at my mercy is a bad girl's dream. Even if just for a moment... Oh, even just as a thought, it's making me tremble in need and wet my underwear. The jolts in my belly area are a sign good enough, aren't they?
«If you don't like it, you'll tell me to stop!» I repeat.
I will tie him with this, so I will be the one in charge. It will be all on me to decide what we do and when. As well as to be fast to react if anything happens.
Maybe, it's a little too soon... But, I really want to do it! Now!
He lowers his eyes and whispers something to himself.
«Ah?» I say, getting closer to hear.
«I said, you can stop too if you don't like it.»
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His ears are red like fire, almost unnoticeable in his flaming hair. Oh, my poor heart! He's just so cute!I'd do anything to see him like this, even if I don't understand the reason for his reaction. Oh, I love it! How could I not?
He's just so regal out of here that I assumed he would tell me off and send me back to my room after a couple spanks. But he's accepting my offer... What more, blushing so innocently.
I lick my lips, making sure he sees it.
«Is there a way I can't love it?» I murmur while undoing a couple of random buttons on his jacket.
«Help me with this.»
He does, showing me how to undo the buttons and laces keeping his clothing together. When he's wearing only the last few pieces I'm already familiar with, I pull him to the bed.
«Come here,» I say. I love ordering him around.
Not because I want to feel powerful. Rather, it's how he follows my words because he wants to. I have no power at all, yet what I say is done. It makes me excited and pleased, as much as to tremble.
His face is solemn when he talks as if he has something urgent to tell me. As if he remembered something vital just now.
«Veronica, I love you!» he says, looking me in the eyes. Oh, such green gems.
«You shall leave that for later. Now, let's proceed with the chain!»
He sighs, offering me his wrists. Such surrender does make me feel hot as if a big fire was burning all around us. Yet, this room is supposed to be pleasantly cool.
«Behind your back,» I say, observing his face with utter care.
Since he doesn't seem displeased, not even a little, I tie the chain. Not too strict because I'm not trying to keep him prisoner, just playing a little.
His clothes are all scattered in the room while I'm still fully covered. I get rid of the peignoir and show him the translucent gown. For some reason, the Queen's wardrobe is full of gowns like this one.
«You've always let me do what I want,» I say. «Even when we were little. And when we were pretending to elope. Oh, you're so weak against me, aren't you?»
It's a good thing, though.
In fact, he nods proudly, sitting in the centre of his bed. I reach him and kiss his lips. Our tongues dance together for a while, and my hands can explore him freely while he can't. It's unfair, but I like it unfair.
And Ignis likes it unfair too! Oh, is it his love for me? For real? Is it possible that a person's love can bring someone to let the other take advantage of them just like this?
I'm not sure I would allow him to do the same, and I'm quite certain I love him a lot!
«I am... Ignis, this... I am really happy. Is it all right?» I ask when we split.
My lips tremble when I talk, and my fingers are pricking into his shoulders, but my eyes don't move away from his.
He gulps, collecting his words before replying.
Since his words make my world spin faster, I reward him with a long and sweet kiss. I move on his neck and kiss, lick, suck, do everything my heart desires. Always making sure he doesn't protest.
His surrender fires my desire, but I can't allow it to make me lose any rationality.
I am the one responsible today, and as such, I need to be careful not to hurt either of us.
«I love you too, Ignis,» I say, replying to his earlier confession. I was planning to tell him later, but nothing stops me from saying it twice, in the end.
It wouldn't be too bad even if he grew used to my confessions.
I move his hair away from his ear, wondering whether to whisper it again. But then, my instinct prevails, and I lick the lobe before nibbling on it. His ear becomes red in a moment, and he startles as if I did something unexpected.
«Hmm,» he moans.
I forget about words, lost in the moment. I couldn't have imagined I had it in me to act in such a way. It's not my fault.... It's Ignis who makes me like this.
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