(PridexWrath, mangaverse, bdsm if you squint, M, Pride pov)

Pay attention to me.

Your wife, my dear 'mother' has gone to bed. Your servants have left. Your pawns have been sent off. It's just us and I will not be ignored.

Come here. Play with me. Leave your swords by the bed; you know you won't need them... Play with me Wrath. Worship me.

Father would be angry? Father doesn't have to know. This isn't treason, just entertainment. He wouldn't mind. Besides, I keep your secrets, do I not?

Though I wonder what he would say if he saw you like this, squirming for me, your every word praise for me, every breath for me. Or what of your precious Cabinet, as you beg on your knees for me? I can only imagine what they would say… how they would stare, their precious leader flushed and desperate for this surrender.

Yes, get angry. You have to, don't you Wrath? It's your nature, to rage and boil over and fight. But you can never best me. It's my nature to be higher than all of you...even in this, my dear father. You can rage and struggle in my shadows all you want, but you will give in the end. I know you want to.

You look so pretty, Wrath, tied up tight in my shadows, every thought focused on me, just like it should be. Right now you're mine, completely.

…but you're thinking about them again, aren't you? Those others, those weak humans that call you King. I can tell. Why are you wasting your time? You shouldn't be thinking about them. They're not worthy of you.

Pay attention to Me.

Ah, now that's better…I know where your body is weak, Wrath, and I know where to touch you that will make you break. I want you broken for me, that hard façade you show everyone else stripped off. I'll put it back together just the same, don't worry. No one will ever know…they've never noticed before, have they? Not even Father has noticed, and he was the one that built it.

Do you remember how you first came to me, Wrath? "Mother" couldn't give you what you needed, she never could, the foolish human…You needed something more than her, with her pretty face and soft hands and soft mind. I found you wanting, shuddering with need for something more. Tell me, can she make you gasp like I can? Does she know what you want?

I know you enjoy this, Wrath, but tell me. Tell me you want this, tell me how much you need this. I Know you do, but I want to hear you say it. Admit how much power I have over you right now. Because I want to hear it – do I need a better reason? It's a pity we have to be somewhat quiet. I'd love to hear you scream.

I want you to surrender to me, to this. Just for tonight, just for right now, but I want you to live for me, for my touch, for what I can give to you. I'll have to give you up in the morning, back to your job and to Father and to the country. But right now you're mine.

Surrender to me Wrath.

Surrender.

You're so beautiful right now, so open, so broken in my arms. So completely mine. Mine, mine, mine.. Yes Wrath, break open, give in, shatter, yes, yes….

…I think that's enough for tonight, dearest "father". You should go back to your woman. She'll never realize, of course…I'd never share this with anyone else. This is ours alone, you know that. Don't you trust me? Yes, I know you want more, but we don't have time. Get yourself together, and then go. Wait, one last kiss… yes. Go.

And tomorrow we can play more, all right father?

I cannot explain this, really. The idea came out of pairing discussion in a chatroom, and just...wouldn't leave my head. So I wrote it, and tried to edit the hell out of it. (I'm not sure I entirely fixed it...) I suppose you could call it psudo-incest, if you really want to. *shrug* I suspect that it doesn't matter as much to the homunculi, but hey.

I also sat on this thing for far too long. Sorry. Last few months have been...odd.

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