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Loyalty Part 2 (A?,S)

(A/N: going to go back to second person. And yes I know this first scene is from the first movie, but I really wanted to use it!!!)

(TW: exhibitionism, hinted incest)

Queen ravenna strode through the room, only slowing slightly when her gaze met yours and she noticed the simpletons.

"My Queen, these two were captured leading an ambush of our supply caravan." Ravenna seems intrigued, stepping forward, eyeing them.

"You left your home, your family, the bosom of my protection, to aid my enemies," she stated, moving to sit atop her throne, perched on the edge, a bird of prey ready to pounce. "Why?"

"Because under your rule we have lost everything. We will not stop until this kingdom is free." He spat at her. She pounced.

"Lost everything?" She questioned, pouting at him in fake sympathy. "Your son?" She caressed his jaw and cheeks. It spouted jealousy within you. "Very handsome." She turned to the man she was caressing, who was struggling against her guards, chains rattling. "Obviously a debt owed to his mother. There was a time I would have lost my heart to a face like yours -- and you would have no doubt broken mine."

The young man manages to plunge a guard's dagger into her abdomen. You rush forward, concerned for her safety, holding your sword against his throat, tight. One false move and he would kill himself against your blade.

"You would kill your Queen?" You pulled at the boy's hair, having his gaze meet yours. The Queen pulled the dagger out, groaning in pain, and clear anger struck her face. She dropped it, allowing it to clatter heavily, absent of blood.

"You have beauty. And courage. But how strong is your heart?" Ravenna questions, pushing her clawed fingers to his chest, provoking his heart into Bacchic frenzy.

"No!" The old man shouted, watching his son convulse where he knelt. "Not my son, please!"

"Silence!" You shouted, watching in awe of your Queen's power. You watched the life drain ftom his eyes.

"Clearly not very strong," she concluded, allowing for his body to fall to the floor.

"Keep him alive," she pointed to the old man walking away completely. "Allow him to return and speak of the generosity of his Queen."

You followed her, allowing the other guards to throw him out.

She made her way to the throne, perching upon it, invincible.

"Out," she spoke, looking at no one in particular after the rebel was escorted out, along with the body removed. "ALL OF YOU, OUT!!" she bellowed, and every guard began to quickly walk out.

"Not you," she spoke to you, watching you stop, turn and take a knee before her throne. She smiled down at you, pure adoration glowing in her eyes.

"My Queen," you stated, head lowered.

"You are loyal." It wasn't a question.

"Yes, my Queen," you answered.

"You will do anything I say?"

"Yes, your majesty."

"Please me."

"What?" You responded, confused at her request.

"I said," she reiterated. "Please me."

"Your majesty, I-" you were cut off. Ravenna's crown was perched atop her glorious kept mane. Her eyes peering down at you. Her long sculpted neck beautifully transitioning into exposed shoulders and collarbones. Your gaze moved to the slit of her golden dress, flicked to one side, cutting you off of all speach.

"Oh huntsman," she opened her body wider, inviting you into her presence. "Because of your unwavering loyalty, I shall grant you this reward." Her legs moved fractionally away from each other.

You stood tall, looking towards your Queen for guidance. Ravenna grasped the arms of the throne firmly, pushing her chest out, arching her back.

You understood, instantly begining to unclasp your gauntlet, to make things easier.

"No," she said, the word etching through the room. "Keep them on." You obeyed, reattaching the gauntlet. You watched as gaze, darkening, focused in on your hands.

You knelt before her, running fingers across the smooth exnse of her legs, allowing Ravenna to relax into the motion. Gauntlets moved pale skin apart, the gold fabric pushed away.

You looked up at her, knelt between her legs, questioning.

"Fuck me Y/N," you didn't need to be told twice. You pulled her to the very edge of her seat, exposing herself to you. She grabbed your hair for support as you moved closer, ghosting over where she needed it most. "Please me," she breathed, a final command before you surged forwards, devouring her.

Ravenna moaned at the touch, feeling you lick all the way from her opening to her clit. It was heavenly, you were heavenly.

Suddenly, the doors opened, loudly crashing closed. Ravenna tightened her grip on your hair, urging you forwards, but opened her eyes to see who the intruder was.

"Sister, I-"

"Out," she simply stated, only a breath, but holding much more weight than anyone dared to stand against. "How dare you interrupt me brother," she watched him tense as he finally realised what was happening.

"I-"

"SILENCE," she shouted over him. It was at that moment you decided to finally fully suck on her clit, causing her to moan loudly, shutting her eyes in bliss. She suddenly opened them, aware of her brother still in the room. "Leave us, do not return until summoned."

"But-"

"I AM YOUR QUEEN," she bellowed, now grinding more into you. "How dare you defy me."

"Sister. There is news that an army is amassing in the east. They intend to take your crown," Finn stated, undermining his sister for the first time in a while.

"Pity," Ravenna moaned, getting closer now, pushing you more and more into her. "Such wasted blood."

You plunged two fingers into her, gauntlets and all, and she arched around the harsh metal. The cold was a huge contrast to he heat, and she could feel every curve and edge of the armour. It was delicious.

Finn took his leave, always ashamed of his own desires, always hiding away from what he believes he deserves from her. His sister. But no matter. Ravenna was yours, he could see that, he just saw it, watched, heard it. Ravenna spared no pity for him. He would be disposed of soon enough.

"More," Ravenna urged, feeling the gauntlets move within her, pushing, pulling, scraping, enough to stimulate her in ways she had missed, ways not felt for years. "I'm close, fuck me, Y/N, I want to feel more of you," she needed more, craved it, she would die if she didn't get it.

The coil within her curled and twisted, tying itself into knots until suddenly it pulled tight, the pressure at its highest and also at release. She shouted to the heavens, allowed herself to succumb to the feeling. She felt the emptyness, suddenly, and opened her eyes to watch you.

Ravenna watched you carefully, seeing how warmed metal was cleaned diligently, respectfully. You suddenly looked at her, really looked at her.

Ravenna took you by the chin, lifting it in your lowered position. "Loyalty," she stated, staring into you eyes. "Diligence," she continued, leaning forward to watch your face for it's reactions. "Obedience," she concluded.

"My Queen," you whispered, staring back at her.

"Yes. Your Queen, and you're my huntsman."

(A/N: Sorry it's shorter, but I wanted to post...)