50 Shades of Glory

Glory's Revenge

Glory was done with her bodyguard ignoring her.

"Deathbringer, I need to see you in here for a moment," she commanded from inside her royal hut, to her bodyguard standing outside.

"Yes, Your Majesty?" He said, stepping through the door.

"Over here, please" she said from her desk, not looking up at him, reading a scroll.

"Yes?" He repeated, walking over to her.

"We need to reconsider this arrangement." She said looking up at him, and rolling up the scroll before setting it down.

She knew the impact her eyes had on her bodyguard and saw him pause briefly, almost imperceptibly, at her piercing stare, before he gracefully continued over to her. He tilted his head at her quizzically.

"The part where you want nothing to do with me?" Her voice rose higher at the end, aggitated. She tilted her head back at him with both eye ridges raised. She got up and walked toward him with a prowess in her stride. She approached him, glaring.

She noticed his body tense as she crossed the barrier of his personal space. She raised her snout, grazing his, stopping at his ear.

"It's really not working for me." She spoke like a petulant dragonet.
"I won't be ignored." She commanded, more firmly, in a low hiss.

She heard Deathbringer let out a small breath, then catch, as she lowered her head to his shoulder and let her tongue slither out, slowly making contact with his scales. She tasted warmth, smoked wood and palm fronds.

She drew a line with her snout up along the side of his neck, tasting as she went, stopping just below his ear. She placed a talon in the center of his chest to steady herself. She felt his heart rate quicken but he maintained his stance like a statue. Then, she returned her snout to the base of his neck gently blowing cool air as she retraced the line back up his neck.

His eye ridges shuddered, she noticed, and mentally rewarded herself at his disturbance. When she reached the base of his ear she twisted her neck and opened her mouth. Gently, she pinched down on the base of his ear, avoiding him with her teeth.

She was responded, promptly, by being pinned to the wall of the hut by firm yet gentle black talons, propped up off her hind legs.

"You. Need. To. Stop." Deathbringer said, exasperatedly panting.

"Holy Mother of Lava, Glory!" More panting...

"I'm going to have to find some ice cold water to jump into!" He declared. He still had her pinned and was staring at her, intently.

"Can you... behave yourself and stay out of trouble for a little while?" He said in a mock-serious tone.

She curved her neck and tucked her snout to her chest, looking at him coyly and nodded her head. She decided not to speak in case she couldn't hide the slight disappointment in her tone. She realized she had been enjoying herself. 

He stared at her, wide eyed, for a moment, then shook his head at her, drawing in a breath then letting it out. He unpinned her from the wall, gently lowering her down to a standing position. She smiled internally at his reaction but kept her face straight and raised her eye ridges, innocently.

He lightly bumped his snout to hers, then turned to walk to her door. An involuntary jolt appeared to go through him as he paused, briefly looked back at her, then shook his head once more before turning and walking out.
Glory watched her bodyguard make some talon gestures to the trees, the dozen Rainwing guards, she thought, before he  took to the sky.

She let out a long breath and shook her head out, to realign her scales. They were rippling all shades of the color spectrum, without command. She was having difficulty adjusting them but finally was able to gain control, and settle them into an interesting mix of pink and purple.

She returned to her desk and attempted to resume her daily duties. She chuckled to herself,  wondering if Deathbringer would concede. She remembered the events leading up to her actions:

Glory had explained, for about the hundredth time, that she wasn't sure being in a relationship was a good thing right now to Deathbringer. She had told him he was a distraction and that she needed a little break to think about everything, after his incessant badgering her to further develop what was happening between them. He hadn't taken it well. He told her that he would give her a break from 'distracting her' and declared that he would only speak to her regarding formal matters, from now on. She proceeded to try to change his mind, stating that's not what she intended- but he would hear no more of it.

She thought she would just play along until he caved. But he hadn't, which is why she had arrived at her drastic measures.

She would soon find out that it would backfire!