Owned by Esdeath. (Femdom x Male reader)

Comfort.

I'd curl up, my little sister crying into my shirt. 

"It'll be okay, I wont let him near you." I'd whisper, stroking her hair as I kept my back to the door, my father attempting to kick it in. I'd keep my painful grunts inside as not to worry the child I'm protecting. 

"Y/N. Let me the fuck in so I can kick her ass!" 

I wont let him, I don't care what she did. Kick after kick, the door is giving way. I quickly stand, shuffling my sister inside the wardrobe and locking it.

"Stay there until he goes away." I say gently, smiling at her before the door caves in. I stand, pushing him away and attempting to get him out the room. Before I can react, he digs his fist into my gut, knocking me to the floor as he kicks me. 

I shoot awake, drenched in sweat and screaming louder than I ever have. 

The bedroom door flies open, hearing a voice call out to me. 

"Y/N? Y/N are you okay?" 

"S-stay away from me! Leave us alone!" I shout. Freaking out, a panic attack or a trauma reaction from the earlier nightmare. I hear footsteps towards me, Esdeath kneeling down, she doesn't take too many steps forward in order to keep me calm. 

"Getting used to sleeping without the worry of someone attacking you will be hard. I understand your reaction. I'm not going to hurt you." She mutters, her tone is always cold, but she manages to mix the seriousness with a feeling of comfort. Like an angry mother.

I keep my face buried in my knees, not looking up at her as I cower in the corner. Not having my eyes on her, I don't notice her moving towards me. Suddenly, I'm brought into her chest, my head pressed against her skin as she places her hands in my hair. I hear a gentle shushing, causing my spine to tingle as goosebumps filled my skin. This feeling, is this affection? Comfort? Relaxation? Her grip is, strong. Even if I didn't want to be held like this, I would have no choice. She's so strong...

"We can stay like this until you are calm, and then I've had my maids prepare breakfast for you." She whispers to me, her arms still wrapped around me. The softness of her skin, her breasts. I could stay like this for hours but knowing her role in the empire, that would be impossible. 

"I-I'm okay now, thank you..." I mumble to her, my face still buried in her chest. She nods, gently releasing me. She stands up as I capture her beauty, staring up at her from the floor. She notices me staring at her, tilting her head as she giggles gently. 

"Let's go eat okay?" She says, holding her hand out towards me.

3 Hours later. 

The breakfast that was made was beautiful. I'd say that it's the "best food I've eaten in months" but it's the best food I've eaten since the day I was born. After breakfast, Esdeath noticed that I had nothing in the castle to make me feel at home. She asked me about my hobbies, what I liked to do, what clothes I would like to wear etc. I told her I didn't need anything, that what she had in the house was enough but she didn't take this as an answer. 

Now, I'm following her around the streets of the empire helping her shop. The feeling of anxiety completely overwhelming me as everyone was staring at me in envy. Esdeath was the most lusted after woman in the world, but nobody could talk to her unless you wanted to risk death. I doubt Esdeath actually kills the men that talk to her, but they probably get brushed off. After all, Esdeath has never been known to take interest in a relationship.

A guitar, a piano, drawing supplies, a gaming console and a whole load of clothes. I don't even want to know how much Esdeath splashed on these things.

"T-thank you for buying all of this." I say gently, smiling at her. She simply nods in response, as she puts the last of the items in the coach's storage.