❤Majesty❤ - (2doc) Fanfiction

Chapter 9: The Bath

Where our fav bunny takes a bath that takes on the color of the King. Feelings are admitted just a wee bit. Murdoc has no idea on how to deal with them. Stu just wants to know.

Also noodle is a thing. I love that girl.

The water was warm and inviting as I slipped into the bath, easing my sore muscles immensely. My mind flashing back to the card soldiers' body falling lifelessly; my face scrunching as these images kept appearing into my mind. Sinking deeper into the tub where my lips were just above the water I closed my eyes. Murdoc really aborted his mission to kill the queen to assure I wasn't taken? That didn't see possible. He was risking everything! Raising my hand up to feel the cut on my ear I realized it was deeper than I thought. Quite a bit of blood has leaked out of open wound. Turning my blue hair purple and matted up. Sinking lower I began to wash the blood out, changing the water to a light red. After feeling content with the cleanliness I relaxed once more. It must have looked quite suspicious, my head barely above water that was bloody red. I let the warmth seep into each muscle and numb my mind. Time seemed to have flown by, before I knew it two hands were on both sides of my face. Looking up I seen the kings face,

"You look lovely' in my color" his sly smile stretching across his face as he referenced the red water.

I leaned into his palms and nodded, feeling the hands rise to my damaged ear, causing me to whine.

"Oh shush" Murdoc spoke as he lightly pulled fur out of the way to view it closer, promptly earning more mewls and a yip when his nail slid over the exposed flesh.

"Oi' sorry bout' that love." I just starred at him, why was he already back? Why was he caring so gently? Did I fall asleep in here and why is he so concerned about my ear anyways?

"Why didn't you kill the queen?" I asked, changing the subject completely. The King pursed his lips and reached down to grab the bandages the maid must have dropped off.

"Had to save your dumbass, don't want them takin' ya just when things are getting good" He replied slowly, as he began wrapping my damaged ear. "I don't want no one else hearin' that voice eitha'" this time the noble man was glaring down possessively. Similar to how a lion stares at its prey while it struggles between its paws.

"Why are you doing this?" I spoke out, body tensing under the water.

Murdoc looked at me puzzled, was he confused at the question or maybe he was confused about why he really was doing this. I wanted an answer more than anything. I wanted to hear that he loves me, to hear that we would be a normal couple. Although I knew this would never be true, I'm a servant and he was the King. He was a King who was leading a kingdom in a time of war. It felt like years before he spoke, "Cause I want to and I want you."

I didn't know how to register this; it sure wasn't a love confession like I wanted to hear. "Why me?" Questions bubbled up and out of my mouth, what was I doing? Why couldn't I just shut up? The ruler seemed aggravated with the questions, yet it was impossible to notice how much I needed these answers.

"You're pure, purely beautiful and innocent." A blush rose to my face as his finger lifted my chin. He was wickedly handsome and had a poisonous smile that made me melt. Placing a rough and lustful kiss onto my lips, making me purr as he pulled my hair back. Tongue exploring the back of my teeth and a war for dominance that he easily won. After feeling satisfied with stealing all of my breath he pulled away. Lips red and full.

I sunk deeper frustrated into the tub, pushing my knees into the cool air. Something more embarrising and excited hiding under the colored water. "Dinner will be served soon, ya dinnin' with me. Get dressed." Is all Murdoc said before walking away and out of the bathroom. Hips moving purposefully sexual and I couldn't keep my mind from remembering the sweet feeling of them. Groaning and waiting a few minutes before getting out and dressed. Chilled and wishing I was wrapped in the Kings cape.

Stomach rumbling I realize dinner would be amazing by now. I'd never imagine myself eating with the king at the gilded table. The food always smelled amazing and if lucky one of the little maids would sneak pieces to the garden for her and I to have a picnic with. We all called her Noodle, she was cute and highly favorited. She was never yelled at, never scolded and it was impossible for her to do anything wrong. She mostly roamed around the castle, playing with the others and overall serving as a distraction. She carried a strange accent, one that seemed to have been from a different part of Wonderland, maybe she was a part of the Mad Hatter crew? I cringed at the group, god they were annoying. The over strung rabbit always use to bother me for tea parties when I wasn't a part of the red kingdom. Maybe those hounds were a blessing.

Noodle would always ease drop into conversations and find some way to make a joke. I knew she had to know about this relationship with the king by now. I dreaded hearing that chattering and mocking giggle. How do I avoid someone who is around every corner? Groaning inwardly I figured it was bound to happen either way. Getting dressed I admired the silky feeling across my skin and how the red brought out all of my blue features. The king had a lovely taste in fashion. Leaving the bathroom and bedroom I made my way to the dining area.