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"Demetria!" you grabbed a hold of her hair gently as she cleaned you up.
You looked down and saw a devilish smirk on her face as she kissed her way up to your lips.
You groaned as she kissed you and laid next to you, she rested her head on your chest and let out a sigh.
"That was fun." Demetria giggled which made you smile.
You ran your hand along her back and snuggled farther into her embrace.
You both laid around for a few minutes, neither of you talking.
Eventually Demetria turned and looked at you.
"I have some paper work in my office I need to go through, I'm not leaving you by yourself so you're coming with me." you nodded and gave her a tiny kiss.
"I made also have someone come in for a few minutes for a small and quick meeting, you don't have to worry, you will not be in sight." you tilted your head but nodded slowly.
Demetria smiled and sat up, the covers from the bed falling down and exposing her body.
You watched as she got up and made her way around the room, picking up her clothing that had been strewn around the floor of the room.
You sat up as well and looked over and grabbed your clothes, pulling them on ad standing up.
Demetria fixed her clothing and turned towards you, a proud smile on her face when she saw your shirt tucked into the shorts.
She held out her hand and you gladly grabbed it.
She opened her door and her attitude went from soft and happy to unphased and ready to kill someone.
It scared you a little but at the same time made you a little excited.
You both walked down the halls, the few people who walked by stopped and bowed at her.
She smiled at them but they didn't notice, maybe cause they were bowed.
Once out of the small hallways Demi led you across the main room. Workers went back and forth, trying to get as much work does as possible.
You could see some of them eyeing you up and down as you passed, it made you slightly uncomfortable but at the same time you didn't care.
One worker though didn't seem happy that you were there. She was walking in you and Demetria's general direction, but as she passed you she stuck her foot out a little.
You tripped and fell straight down. A bunch of workers stopped and came over, Demetria ignored all of them and helped you up.
She looked pissed, like she knew you got tripped.
Once up she turned you around, dusting some dirt of your shorts. Once she was done with that she turned around and stormed to the worker who tripped you.
She grabbed the woman by the shoulder and spun her around.
"Care to explain why you tripped her?" the woman acted confused, looking over at me and then back at Demetria.
"Queen Demetria...I-I didn't trip her. She simply tripped because of the carpet flooring." I heard Demetria scoff, not accepting the lie at all.
"Listen here, you know better than to make up lies and excuses while under my roof. You lie to me again and you will have successfully ticked me off the worst extent."The woman slowly nodded.
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Kingdom Come
FanfictionEvery queen needs a king, but what happens if your king is actually another queen? [possibly triggering for some, precede at your own risk]