Killer Queen's Pov
From the moment I wake up, I am swarmed by my mountains of personal servants. Following my every move and even allowing me to stand on their backs as to not dirt my feet. My clothes are immediatley chosen from the programmed wardrobe and I commanded them all to leave me in peace. Before one could leave I boomed at them "Bring Commander Khashoggi up here" and I silently smirked as i watched them run away in fear of being too long. Being head of I Planet there isn't a lot I truly am thankful for, but I'd be lying if I said that having a henchman isn't amazing. He isn't like any henchman i've had before, most of them didn't last a few weeks but Khashoggi has been my personal assistant for almost a year and a half now. He does what I tell him and knows how to read my body language, perfectly like a book, just like I trained him to do. The moment I saw him I knew he was different, he is completly loyal and follows my every move. Like a loyal dog.
Khashoggi's POV
I was doing my daily routine checks around the I Planet: watching over gaga kids; incarcerating any rebels and looking for any sign of individuality. When suddenly a Yuppie ran up to me and i signaled for them to speak. "Killer Queen requests your presence Commander" my eyes suddenly lit up in a weird sense of ecstasy that was luckliy masked by my sunglasses. I waved my hand at the Yuppie and watched them scurry off in a hurry. Immediatly I left my post and rushed off to see My Queen. Ever since I was appointed as Killer Queen's personal henchman my life changed, I have a purpose, someone to look up to and a reason to be respected. I was the kid they laughed and I am now the man they fear because I have the power to kill whoever I want because the Commander said so. But I do it mostly for My Queen, all I want is for her to be in command for all of the I Planet's lifetimes. Anyone who dares question her ruling comes through me and they don't have a lot to say after.
I slowly approached Killer Queen's massive wooden chamber doors, I knocked and waited patiently until i heard my Queen's regal voice say "You may enter". I stepped into the room and stood awaiting my next command "What did you need of me Ma'am?". She slowly turned around and walked towards me. My breath hitched slightly as her delicate hand lifted up to my face and she calmly said "Commander I need help with my hair". This didn't actually surprise me because I've helped Ma'am with her hair on a few occasions so I pulled her up a seat and watched as she sat down and waited for me to begin. As I started to comb through her beautiful hair, she leaned her head back and looked straight through my soul. Suddnely her hands reached up as she slowly took off my sunglasses, almost as if she was examining me. "Are you blushing commander?" She teased with a devious smirk on her face, I was honestly taken aback by this as our whole relationship up to this point was professional. Her hands slowly slipped around my neck as she pulled me closer towards her. Before I could think to respond to her accusations, she pushed our faces together and for a moment I sat there I complete shock before I hesitantly kissed her back. I pulled away for a moment to stare at her in shock, "Ma'am, are you sure that this is what-" and without thinking she sat up, turned to face me and put her hands on my shoulders. "Why do you think I haven't killed you yet?", Instead of answering the question, I looked at her as if to ask for permission before making a move and pressing our lips against eachother. I felt her hands slip down to my hips as I felt myself being dragged out my chair, I slowly copied her movements as to not overstep her boundaries.
No One's POV
Slowly Killer Queens hands started to grip at the material on Khashoggi's back, he groaned slightly against her lips and pulled her in close, desperate for as much contact as possible. Killer Queen just smirked against him as she led him over to the regal bed, her mouth never leaving his. Khashoggi was suddenly pushed down onto the bed and he watched in silent anticipation as his Almighty Queen crawled up to the head of the bed to meet his longing gaze. "Don't tell me you're keeping those sunglasses on commander", Khashoggi didn't respond he just kept his eyes on his queen. She reached her hand up to his face and took off his sunglasses to toss them aside. "What's the matter commander, cat got your tongue?", I all honesty he didn't know how to respond, he normally always has an answer to his Queen's questions but all he managed to say in such a predicamnet was "You're gorgeous Ma'am" . Killer Queen once again smirked before burying her head into Khashoggi's neck and biting it softly. He left out a quiet groan as his breathing picked up, he slowly reaches up to grab onto her back and makes a mental note to apologise for the marks that he knew would be left. "Ma'am" he managed to utter between groans "are you sure that you want to procede with this?". Killer Queen didn't even respond but instead got to work in unbuttoning Khashoggi's shirt which he took as a yes. As soon as his shirt was completly off Killer Queen got to work sucking hickeys into Khashoggi's chest leaving marks that he was sure would last a while. Khashoggi threw his head back in pure ecstasy as he gripped the sheets of his Queen's bed as hard as he could. Before it could go any further, their private time was interupted by a voice alerting Killer Queen to a meeting she was needed for, but Killer Queen looked anything but annoyed which suprised Khashoggi because she normally emjoys going to her meetings, mainly because they were all about her. "I guess fate has other plans my Commander", Khashoggi blushed slightly at the new nickname as he watched Killer Queen get up and clean up her outfit and hair before heading out the door, leaving him sat there in shock of what just happened.
The next day, the only thing that got the Ga-ga kids talking was the newly appeared marks trailing down their head of Command's neck.
