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The Demons bride (Ras/Tim)

3rd person POV

The doors to Ras' office were opened and Tim stood in the middle of the now open doorway, waiting for permission to enter.

As Ras looked up, he just smiled, waving Tim over immediately and sending everyone else out. "Come here, beloved." He stood up from his chair as he spoke.

Tim smiled and made his way over to him, purposely swinging his hips as he did. The green and gold skirt he was wearing wrapped around his waist and exposed his left leg up to his mid thigh.

He didn't wear a shirt and instead wore a gold plate that hung from his shoulders and stopped mid chest, exposing his muscles.

Gold bands wrapped around both of his biceps and on his right arm, gold bangles hung against his wrist while two gold bands were fitted to his fingers, connected to the bracelets by a soft chain.

His hair was done up halfway with soft hairs falling in the front to frame his face with gold and silver thread braided throughout it.

A low necklace with a green pendant hung from his neck, stopping at mid stomach just above a gold navel piercing and he was wearing matching green earrings.

He didn't have any shoes on since he was inside, but a gold band wrapped around his exposed thigh as gold bangles hung at both ankles.

He stopped in front of Ras, bowing his head respectively. "You wanted to see me, my lord?" His voice was soft and low, but with a slight tone to it that Ras always found intriguing.

Ras looked him over before nodding and gently grabbed his hand to pull him closer to him, grinning at the smell that wafted off him, knowing he was freshly bathed before coming to see him.

"I need to speak with you." He picked Tim up gingerly under the arms and effortlessly sat him down against his desk, towering over him, but not in a menacing way.

Tim watched him curiously and quietly, waiting patiently for what Ras was going to say as he ran his hands up Tim's thighs, leaving one to rest on his waist and he moved the other up, gripping Tim's chin gently.

"You've been such a good boy, Tim. Very obedient." He ran a thumb across Tim's bottom lip and without hesitation, Tim darted his tongue out to lick it, tasting Ras slightly salty skin.

He kept his eyes on Ras as he did, looking effortlessly alluring to his master as he sucked Ras' thumb fully into his mouth, licking around the digit before Ras pulled his thumb away.

A trail of saliva kept them connected till Ras pulled his thumb back, leaving a mess on Tim's chin.

Tim sighed out softly, a smile tugging at his lips and Ras moved his hand to Tim's cheek, watching him lean into his touch, practically purring as he caressed his skin.

"You've been so good, Tim and I feel that needs a reward." Tim's eyes winded eagerly as he stared at Ras, still staying silent, but excited.

"I've kept you selfishly as my own, but without a title. Now, I think you need one. I am the Demons head, beloved and I need someone to stand by my side." He ran his fingers through Tim's hair, watching his mouth open then snap shut.

He chuckled, bringing his other hand up to thumb at his lips again. "I want you to have the freedom to speak your mind to me, but I still expect obedience." He gripped Tim's chin again as Tim nodded.

Ras paused for a moment, looking over Tim as he thought. As if from habit, Tim spread his legs open and leaned back onto his hands, showing that he was completely vulnerable to Ras.

Ras smiled at him, running his hands up his legs again before grabbing the low hanging necklace around his neck and gently pulling him back up till their lips were almost touching.

Tim's breath hitched and he licked his lips, staying still though and waiting for Ras to move as he watched his eyebrows furrow in thought, but his smile stayed as he looked at Tim.

"I want you as my wife, beloved. My empress. My queen." Tim's breath hitched again and he opened his mouth again, but still said nothing, not sure what to say.

"You will have more freedom and the ability to go anywhere with me. You'll no longer be expected to serve me in anyway other than sexual of course as others will now serve you."

Tim was still silent, but a wide smile had spread across his face along with a look of excitement and love as Ras wrapped his arms around him, leaning his forhead against his.

"Timothy, answer me, beloved. Speak freely to me...what do you say?" He leaned back slightly to see Tim better and took in a slow deep breath.

Tim let out a soft laugh, nodding excitedly. "Yes. Ras, love, of course I will be your wife. I'm already yours in every way my heart knows." He placed his hand gingerly on Ras' cheek, earning a pleased hum.

"Oh, beloved, I love you so much. Anyone from now on that calls you anything but empress or queen will deal with me." He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Tim's.

In response, Tim wrapped his arms around Ras' neck and kissed him back deeply, laughing softly as Ras pulled away, watching Tim's eyes practically sparkle.

"I will have the ceremony prepared immediately and have the best clothes made for you. You will be the most beautiful bride, beloved." He left his hands on Tim's hips as he just smiled.

Tim nodded, resting his head against Ras' chest, his hands still around Ras' neck. "I can't wait to be your bride. I promise I won't let you down."

Ras kissed the top of his head, taking in Tim's intoxicating smell. "You never could, beloved." He just held Tim close as he called in other servants to start the arrangement.

Tim may have started out as Ras' glorified concubine, but now he would be his bride and Ras knew he would make the best empress for the Demons head and for the league of assassins.