A Crown For the King
Rose left the bathroom, stifling a yawn as she made her way to her bedroom. She was looking forward to a nice, long night of sleep.
But just her luck, she found the King of Hell reclining on her bed. Why was it that every single time she was excited about being able to rest, he showed up? Not that she was going to complain. Much.
"Are you going to stand there gawking or are you going to join me, Flower?" Crowley smirked with a wink.
Rose smiled. "In a minute." Then she quickly made her way to her dresser. She pulled open the first drawer and dug around for a moment.
"What are you doing?" Crowley asked with a raised brow.
Rose didn't answer, but pulled a plastic bag from the drawer, then shut it. She sat beside Crowley, stuck her hand in the bag, and pulled out its contents.
Laughing to herself, Rose held out a plastic crown towards Crowley. It was made of plastic gold with rhinestones of all colors. It reminded her somewhat of the crowns she saw kids wearing at Burger King.
Crowley, with both brows raised, bit back a laugh as he asked: "What exactly is that, love?"
Rose grinned ear-to-ear and put the crown on his head. "Your crown. You said you didn't have one, so I got one for you."
Crowley laughed. "Oh I'm sure the demons will love this."
Still smiling and laughing, she threw the plastic bag aside and straddled the demon king. Without missing a beat, they were liplocked.
When Rose pulled back for air, she whispered in his ear: "I'm all yours tonight, but you have to wear the crown."
"Deal." Crowley grunted and wasted no time in flipping her over.