"You think you'll be forgiven for this affront?" Makoto growled, her red eyes ablaze as she glared down at the blond boy in the wooden chair before her. "You've gone too far this time!"

"I... I just, uh..."

"You were peeping on us in the bath!"

"Wha- I... Come on..."

"Is that difficult to accept? Too bad! That's what you did and that's why you're here."

"Hey, peepin's too much!"

"Oh? Then, what did you do to get us to this point?"

"Well, I... uh..."

"See!? You have no other answer! And you still have the nerve to tell me otherwise. That's an even bigger affront!"

"Makoto, come-"

"That's Queen Makoto to you!"

"Ow! Ya don't gotta slap me-"

"Oh, that's the least of what I'm going to do to you for your crime. Now, get on your knees and beg forgiveness, Sakamoto!"

"..."

"I said-"

"..."

"What's wrong?" Makoto's voice was softer as she lifted the crown from her head - the sign for 'out of character'.

"It's nothin'."

"Ryuji, I can tell when something's bothering you. Did I take it too far?"

"No, it's just... I've got so used to bein' reprimanded with my surname by asshole teachers that I just can't find it sexy."

"Oh. I see." Makoto placed the crown on the bed and brought over another chair to sit in front of him. "I'm sorry to have reminded you of such things. Maybe this kind of dynamic was a bad idea."

"Hey, no." Ryuji placed a hand on hers comfortingly. "Sure, it's not my thing, but I wanna try it because I know it's what you're into."

"I appreciate the thought, Ryuji, but I'm not into it if it upsets you. I want us both to enjoy doing this. If we can't, then there's no point in doing it."

"Well, we could always try switchin'?"

"You mean... with you in the dominant position?"

"Yeah. I mean, I've never been in a position of power before, so it ain't like it's gonna bring back any bad memories or nothin'."

"Hmm... Alright. Let's try it." Makoto picked up the crown and handed it to Ryuji. "I'm in your care... King Sakamoto."

Ryuji grinned as only he could. "Now that's what I'm talkin' about! Alright, get on your knees."

Makoto cocked an eyebrow playfully. "Awfully forward tonight, are we?"

"No, not like that, Mako."

"M-Mako?"

"That's right. You're beneath me now. You're... not even worth the effort to pump out that last syllable. From now on, you're just 'Mako'. A-An' if you cross me, I may even shorten it ta one."

Makoto bit her lip. "Please-"

"Oh, no. You don't get ta make requests or demands anymore. I'm the king now. You gotta do what I say for once. An' my first order is for you ta get on your knees an' tell me what an awesome king I am!"

Makoto pushed back her chair, got down on her knees and looked up at Ryuji, struggling to stifle the uneasy expression forming on her beautiful face. He lifted the crown off of his head and softened his tone, as she had earlier.

"Hey, Koto, you okay?"

"Oh! Yes, I'm fine!"

"You ain't feelin' this either, huh?"

"No, it... it is kinda... hot. B-But..."

Ryuji sighed. "It's remindin' you of Kobayakawa an' Kaneshiro an'... well, your sis."

Makoto nodded. "Yes. I'm sorry, Ryuji. I was hoping that giving you some time in a position of power would be nice for you, but..."

"Hey, hey, it's not your fault. I didn't think that you might feel the same way as me because I didn't take your feelings into account at all. I'm the one who should be sorry."

"I-It really is okay. We can continue, if you'd like."

"Nah. Honestly, I've had enough a' dirtbag kings ta last a lifetime."

"Oh. I see. Well, I wouldn't object to you dressing the part, at least."

"Ms. President, are you askin' me ta strip to my undies? That sounds like a pretty big abuse of power."

"O-Oh! I'm so sorry, I-"

"Koto, chill. I was playin'."

"I-I see."

"I guess power dynamics ain't really for us, huh?"

"Maybe not. Or, maybe if we tried another theme? Maybe if we move away from royalty and school and try something different, but no less specific, that could work?"

"I mean... I guess?"

"Alright. What are some of your occupation fetishes?"

"Occupation fetishes?"

"Yes. Like, a job or uniform you're attracted to. Some people like nurses or teachers or-"

"Maids."

"Yes, like maids. Do you have any?

"Maids."

"Yes, that is an example. Do you... Oh. Oh! I see! Didn't Ann's class put on a maid café at the festival last year? I'll ask if she can hook me up with a uniform."

"Wait... Are you for real?"

"Hmhm. When am I ever not serious... Master?"

"DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMN!"

"It sounds like we have a winner."

"Aw, hell yeah! Ta hell with kings an' queens! Maids are where it's at!"

"That's good to hear. But I hope you're not entirely done with Queens, my dear Skull."

"Not this Queen. Not in a million years."

"...I... Have you been taking charm lessons from Ren?"

"I have, actually. About the only class I'm actually good at."

"P-Please don't joke about your grades. Reliable comrade or not, Sis would never approve of me dating anyone she doesn't deem studious enough to be worthy of me."

"C'mon, if you were that worried about what your sis thought of your boyfriend, ya wouldn't've said yes in the first place, would ya?"

"N-No. No, I wouldn't."

"There, see? So, even if this play stuff ain't for us, I'll never stop treatin' ya like the Queen you are." He gently took Makoto's hand in his and kissed the back of it.

Makoto giggled. "And I'll always treat you like the king only I know you to be."

"Eh, I'd prefer 'Master', but-"

"You really have been taking lessons from Ren!"

As soon as I saw that King/Queen was one of the prompts for #RyuKotoWeek2021, this idea popped into my head. So, have fun with one of the cutest pairings in P5.