A/N: Hi all!!
This story is dedicated to my best best friend Kioa!! Go read her stuff, she's awesome!! I love you; you're awesome Kioa, thank you for being a great, brilliant, awesome, tolerating of the uniqueness that is me friend!
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He was avid in his quest. Starving in his need for her. Hungry for the struggle he craved from her. His voracious lust for the young lioness could not be quenched until he would have her. Until her shrieks matched his moans of ecstasy.
He waited in anticipation of her nightly visits in order to tell him about the hyenas taking over the pride lands. She would speak on and on about the matter, when all Scar could do was think about taking over her. He had tried with sultry words, tried appeasing her yet all of his efforts were in vain.
Tonight would not be the case.
If complements would not work, nor his obvious wanted gaze on her form give her the indication that he longed for more than talk he would truly have to take her by force.
This was not the first time this thought had entered his mind, however tonight would be the night he would succeed. His previous attempt to mate with her had gone a rye when her beautiful claws had scratched his face. It angered him that she had struck him, and yet it filled him with a longing, a thirst for her blood and skin to be under his ebony colored claws.
'Although, in a completely different area than her face.' Scar mused as a sadistic grin spread across his countenance.
In the madness that was King Scar, he could see her on her stomach. He could feel his powerful paws holding her in place, his claws making cuts in her shoulders as he forced her to yield to him. He could taste her neck, could feel her struggle and could hear his name on her lips.
The monarch took in a gasp of realization, his body on the ready as he awaited her arrival. The time was approaching, he knew by the position of the sun. Any moment now the sun would slide out of sight, only to be replaced by the moon and stars. How fetching she looked in the moonlight, her beautiful tan sleek body giving her the appearance of a goddess.
'No, a queen.' Scar thought as he stretched in his large cavern.
"Zazu," he began in a questioning tone, "Why am I not loved?"
He truly didn't listen to the bird's reply. His green orbs were too focused on the sky, to focus on straining to find her in the coming moonlight.
Still the sun got lower, until it was completely out of sight. The king waited, absent mindedly sharpening his claws on the wall of his cavern. The high pitch shrieking noise it was making was driving Zazu crazy.
The wait for Nala to arrive was driving Scar wild with need, lust and desperation.
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"Uh, boss?"
Scar swiftly turned to see one of his hyenas coming towards him.
"What is it?" Scar inquired with an icy calm tone to his voice.
"Well," the hyena began, "One of the lionesses is missing."
He didn't need to inquire as to who had strayed from the pride. He only needed to say two words in order to get her back.
"Find Nala."
"But how did you-"
"Now!" he roared, and the hyena was quick to make a run for it as he left the cavern.
Scar sank to his cave's floor, green eyes trained on the entrance of his lair waiting for his queen. He waited for someone that wasn't his, waited for her to grace him with her presence, he lingered in his cavern with only Nala's image for company.
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As the fire burned his skin, the orange flames licking hungrily at his flesh it was Nala that accompanied him as he died. It was Nala he saw behind his closing eyelids, Nala's scent mixed in with the black smoke he smelled as his once allies tore at him.
It was Nala's claws he felt as his life ebbed away, and the new king roared his victory above him with Scar's queen.
--..--..--..End Of, "His Queen."--..-..--..