A/N: Hey, so this is my comeback to fanfiction, so please go easy on me! I honestly love the Red Sorcerer ship, and I decided to hop on the bandwagon before it got (hopefully) super-duper full. Please read and review, and I hope you like it! ^_^

He looked at her, smirking. This seemed to irk her, and she straightened her posture and squared her shoulders. "Do you understand, Jafar?"

"The boundaries of this relationship, you mean? Oh, yes. We do not trust each other."

She pursed her lips, painted red to match her wardrobe. Jafar wanted to bite them, to capture them with his. Those luscious, red lips. And press her deliciously perfect body to his. To listen to her moan his name, as she scratches his back hard, leaving scars. To show each other how they truly despised each other.

"And we are trapped."

"Each has something the other wants." Jafar approached her, standing so close to her that he could smell her perfume and look into those beautiful eyes. He was mere inches from those lips. He reached up with his free hand to grab her neck firmly yet gently. He thought about how he could just as easily kill her, turn her to dust with a flick of his wrist.

The Red Queen let out a lustful breath. "On the contrary, Jafar," she leered, "I can take care of myself. I do not need what you want."

"Neither do I." Jafar had to admit, the idea of the Queen taking care of herself sent shivers down his spine and caused his trousers to tighten ever so slightly. "I can have my pick of any of the whores in Wonderland or Agrabah or any other place in the worlds, but I choose you."

"Are you calling me a whore?" The Queen lifted a perfectly trimmed brow, daring him to insult her, to misstep.

He sneered, and moved his hand to the back of her neck, "No. I've never had a true queen before." He then forcefully pressed her lips to his. She pressed her lips tightly together, resisting his attempts to break through. At first, he thought that she was refusing him, but when he felt the ghost of a smirk cross her lips, he knew that his Queen was playing with him, challenging him to take control. He pressed her to him harder, and bit her lip. She let out a moan, and he took the opportunity to dominate the kiss.

The Red Queen wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed him fully against her, and it was Jafar's turn to moan at the contact. She broke the kiss, and began kissing down his neck, stopping at his pulse point to suck on the delicate flesh there. Jafar closed his eyes and let out a sigh, then a yelp as the queen fiercely bit the flesh, leaving a mark.

"Damn you," he whispered into her ear as his hand traveled down her back to grab her ass firmly through her gown.

"Come now Jafar," she gasped, rolling her hips against his hardness and grinning as he let out another sigh and closed his eyes, "can we not have some give and take? We are two strong-willed people, and what can I say? I like to dominate in the bedroom."

"As do I."

"Well, Vizier, these are my bed chambers, so I get to make the calls." She grabbed him by the collar and began to lead him to her bed.

Jafar snorted, "I should say not. Because I think my proposition will be far more enticing than a mere Queen's bed."

"Oh?"

Jafar leaned in and whispered sensuously into her ear, "Ever made love on a magic carpet under the moonlight?"

The queen pulled away from the sorcerer to look him in the eyes. Then, a mischievous smile grazed her face. "You win this time, Jafar."

A/N: Short, I know, but I hope you understand that I haven't done this in awhile. I also hope that you liked this chapter! Please remember to review with constructive criticism or your opinion. Thanks for reading! ^_^