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Cersei Lannister X Fem!Reader - Pt.3 - (Duty)

TW – Power Imbalance

"If you were in my position?" the Queen repeats, a flicker of interest lighting up her eyes. She wasn't expecting that answer. "Explain." She commands, her tone commanding.

Swallowing hard, you reply. " - If I were a queen, and had children, and a husband, and came from a powerful family." Hot tears well in your eyes and threaten to spill, however you blink them away, your gaze fixed to the slowly steaming water in the tub.

The queen's expression is unreadable for a moment. She stays silent for a few seconds, just watching you closely. When she finally speaks, you are relieved to sense curiosity in her voice instead of dreaded anger.

"You wonder how that would feel? Being a Queen and a mother? To give your love and to be loved in return?"

Looking up, your unease dissipating at the unexpected tenderness in her voice, you reply. "Yes, Your Grace. Do not get me wrong... I would never usurp your position and I feel no jealousy or ill will towards you, of course. I just wonder what it would be like."

The queen leans back again, her eyes searching your face for any hint of deception or malice. When she doesn't find it, she smirks slightly. "Of course... I know you would never betray me." She says casually, almost mockingly. "And I do understand the curiosity, although I must admit I did not expect you to voice it so openly."

For a moment, Cersei is silent, her beautiful pale face still. Then she speaks again. "Would you like to know what it's like?"

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You nod slightly, unsure of what she means to do, when she grabs your shoulder, pulling you even closer. So close that her body would be touching you if it were not for the thin metal of the bathtub separating you.

The water is gently rippling around her body, the heat rising in coils in the air. Her eyes are steadfastly settled on you, watching your every expression. The soft, wet sound of water, and your matching soft breaths are the only things breaking the silence.

You can feel yourself getting increasingly flustered, suddenly, the Queen grabs your wrist with her free hand with a firm, yet not cruel grip.

"Kneel."

Instantly obeying, you push the stool aside and kneel on the stone below, the cold hard slabs hurting your knees in a dull ache. But you don't care. Cersei's slender fingers are still encircling your wrist. She can see that you are slightly nervous, but you stay still, your eyes fixed on her. You are so close that you can hear her breathing, feel the heat of her body.

The Queen's hand releases your wrist, and she brings her hand up to your face. She starts tracing your jawline with her fingers, caressing the edge of your chin, slowly and slightly. For a moment, the only thing you notice is the sensation of her touch, her fingers dancing across your skin. It feels electric.

The years of being in her service had near enough left you in a state of worship to her. It felt like touching a goddess. The Queen's hand is gentle, her skin, still damp from the bath, leaves a barely noticeable wet trail on your cheek that instantly cools in the air.

Suddenly, she grabs your chin firmly, pulling your face to hers so that you feel her lips ghosting yours, her soft breaths against your face, as she whispers - "And what if I asked you to do something that is... not typical? Not usual for a servant?"

Heart pounding in your ears, you whisper in reply. "I would do it without question."

"Such a good, little servant." The queen hums, her fingers running down your neck and over your collarbones. She is fully aware of how much power she has over you at this moment and is enjoying wielding it over you. "Now I am going to tell you to do something, and I want you to immediately obey without questioning. Do you understand?" The queen smiles, clearly enjoying your complete obedience as you gently nod. Her fingers continue tracing the skin on your chest, moving down, slowly. "Keep your eyes closed and stay exactly where you are," she whispers lowly.

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