DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN REIGN ;)

AN: SORRY THIS WAS SO LONG COMING. I'VE HAD REAL LIFE CRAP TO DEAL WITH AND OTHER STORIES PLUS OMG I'M IN LOVE WITH DOCTOR WHO AND RIVER SONG/ELEVEN RELATIONSHIP AND WATCHED 3 SEASONS IN A WEEK SO FORGIVE ME FOR THIS! I ALSO WAS HAVING COMPUTER ISSUES SO TAKE THAT INTO CONSIDERATION! I HOPE THIS ATONES FOR MY INSOLENCE ;) DEF AN M CHAPTER GUYS! ALL OF IT! EVERY LAST BIT!

Francis strolled to his father's room. The King had been missing for the better part of the morning. He had missed his meeting with the council and needed to be found at once. As Francis rounded the corner he saw his father's guards posted at his doors. Whatever was he doing in there? Kenna had been at Mary's side since earlier that morning so he couldn't be indisposed could he? Without a word to the guards, Francis opened the doors to his father's sitting room. Finding it empty he hastened into the bedroom. Unbelieving he would find him there Francis received the mother of all shocks to find his father, completely unclothed, sitting with his belt binding his arms.

"Father, what on God's green earth are you doing?" Francis said in a bewildered tone as he averted his eyes.

"Waiting for your mother." Henry replied unbothered by his son's awkwardness. "She's making me wait. Oh how she tortures me with the loss of her touch. I love it." Henry rambled with a gleam in his eyes.

Francis's eyes became huge as red crept into his cheeks. What the hell did his parents do in their alone times? Good lord he never ever wanted to think of it ever again! His father must be mad…yes that must be it. His mother would never do…whatever it was that his father was expecting to occur, would she?

"Yes, well…I," Francis stumbled, at a loss of what to actually say in response to that. Clearing his throat and taking a deep breath, Francis asked of his duties for the day. "You have missed the, ugh, council meeting. Can we expect you this afternoon?"

"Oh, I can't really say when you can expect me to leave this chair. Your mother has given me strict orders to remain here until she comes back. I couldn't disobey her." Henry said as a grin appeared on his face. "Oh the things she wouldn't do to me if I left."

"I'll inform them of your…absence." Francis said awkwardly before hurrying out of the room and shutting the door. Taking a moment and unsure of what to do, he finally decided he must speak to his mother. He hurriedly made for her rooms, unsure of where she was but thinking it a good place to start. He found his mother sitting at her desk.

"Mother, I am sorry for the intrusion, but Father is acting…quite strangely!" Francis said worriedly.

Catherine's stomach dropped at the mention of Henry. Was he not in his chambers where she had left him? Maybe her plan hadn't worked after all? What would she do now?

"Is he not in his rooms?" Catherine asked as she stood to face her son.

"Yes, but he is spouting about how he's waiting for you whilst naked with his belt around his arms. He's missed that council meeting and claims he shan't go until he is released by you. What the hell is going on and what shall I do about the council meeting?" Francis asked hurriedly.

Catherine bit her tongue to keep the laugh in her throat from escaping and turned around to keep him from seeing the smile on her face before answering him as she looked at the feathers upon her desk. Yes these would do nicely. "Let me handle your father. As for the council just reschedule it for tomorrow. I'll be sure he attends. I can handle him."

"You've never been able to before." Francis said curtly.

"I don't tell you everything, dear." Catherine said as she stroked each feather with her fingers before tying up the bundle of them with a ribbon and placing them in a small leather purse.

"Mother, are you even listening to what I've been saying? What do you need all those feathers for?" Francis asked with hands folded across his chest.

"Hmm," Catherine asked as she quirked an eyebrow at him, "Oh that is none of your concern. Attend to the council. I have things to do." With a peck to his cheek, she shooed Francis from the room.

Locking the door, Catherine removed her gown and opened up her wardrobe. Sifting through her negligées, she tossed one after another aside until she came across the one she knew would drive Henry wild. Throwing it on, she covered herself with an easily removable dress that only tied in the front before grabbing her bag and heading off for her husband's rooms. Catherine instructed that they not be disturbed under any circumstance before entering and locking the door for an extra precaution and opened the door to Henry's bedroom. There he sat, in the same chair she had left him in a few hours prior.

Henry straightened when she entered and watched her with wondering eyes. What would she do to him now? She had changed the dress she had worn. What lay beneath its silky layers? Without a word Catherine walked over to the table and placed her bag on it before removing the pouch of feathers and sitting it on the desk. With her back to Henry she untied the feathers and laid them on the desk before untying her dress and letting it fall to the floor revealing herself to him. Henry's breath hitched in his throat as his member stood to attention at the sight of her. The material clung to every curve she had been gifted with as the sheer blue glimmered against the visible skin beneath. Henry almost moaned as she turned to face him. The neck of the gown dipped to show a generous amount of her cleavage while their roundness beckoned to be held in his hands. She had always fit his hands perfectly. Henry imagined ramming his stiff cock into her while firmly gripping those beauties. The image in his head had him rising to attention and she had only turned around.

Taking notice of his reaction, Catherine smirked before picking up one long dark feather from the bunch. Sensually moving towards him, she stood in front of Henry. She gave him a smoldering look before slowly letting her eyes wander down his body, lingering slightly as she viewed the sculpted muscles of his chest before letting her gaze slide lower to rest on his stiff member.

"I see one part of you has risen in honour of your Queen's arrival. Shall I take it the rest of you wishes to honour me as well?" Catherine said as she touched the feather to the tips of her fingers before kissing it to her lips.

Her eyes never leaving Henry's face she caressed the long black feather lightly across her soft alabaster skin of her neck before gliding it down to dip into the valley between her breasts, sighing as she flicked her tongue across her lips.

"Will you not answer your Queen?" she asked him sternly as she cupped her bosom and lightly circled her risen nipple with her fingers.

"Catherine, I," Henry breathlessly tried to say before she cut him off.

"You dare address your Queen in such a manner! I suppose I will have to fulfill my own desires until I have been assured of your willingness to obey me." She rumbled as torturously ran her hand to touch herself between her thighs while letting the feather stroke across the tops of her visible bosom.

As the hand between her legs reached their destination, Catherine gasped for affect as she slid her hand across the smooth material where her womanhood lay beneath. Henry sat on the edge of his seat now, longing for her to let him touch her as she looked at him under dark lashes, her honeyed gaze melting him as lust filled her gaze. Henry gulped for air as she moaned him name, his heart skipping a beat when she called out everything she wanted him to do to her if only he would comply to her rules. Henry was almost undone as she pulled her thin gown up her body revealing her gorgeous legs to him before gliding two fingers along her folds. Feeling her own wetness, Catherine slipped first one then both fingers inside herself causing herself and Henry to groan.

"I beg your forgiveness, my Queen. Please let me tend to your needs! I will do anything you ask of me." Henry pleaded.

A slight smirk of approval appeared on her lips before she removed her glistening fingers from herself and held them up for Henry to see mere inches in front of his face. "Would you like to taste my pleasure at your acquiescence?"

"Very much, my Queen!" Henry answered almost whimpering as he imagined how she would taste.

"Your request is granted." Catherine said moving her hand closer to his mouth.

Touching his lips to her fingers, he kissed her tips before placing his mouth around them as she filled his mouth with the blessedness of her taste on his tongue. Henry moaned as he glided his mouth up and down her small fingers, slowly at first before building up to a faster rhythm as he tried to show her what he could do if allowed. Fire shot to her core as she moistened, her body becoming enamored with the possibilities of him pleasuring her there. As he continued to suck on her, Catherine began to run the feather still in her hand along his body, starting at his chin as it made a slow crawl down his body. Henry inhaled and slowed a bit as she flicked it across his arms and upper torso. When she twirled it around his nipple, he stopped his movements altogether.

"Did I say to stop?" Catherine asked harshly as she slapped him across the face with the hand he had stopped sucking.

"No, my Queen." Came his quick answer.

"Then continue before I made good on my earlier threat!" Catherine threatened.

Taking her back into his mouth, Henry worshipped her with his tongue and Catherine continued her ministrations, teasing him with her feather as she worked her way down his body. Pulling her fingers from his mouth with a pop she ordered him sit back further. Lifting her sheer skirt, she straddled him and placed his member at her opening, letting him feel her heat but not letting him enter her. Henry held as still as possible, daring not to move lest she remove herself from him.

"I know what you want, you naughty King. Shall I give it to you?" Catherine asked lowly, nose to nose with Henry now and feeling his hot breath on her lips as both of their hearts raced.

"I am here…to serve you, my Queen. I only wish what you wish, my…" Henry stuttered as she closed the gaps between their lips cutting off his answer as she took him in a passionate kiss.

Kissing her back fervently, Henry willingly relented when she skimmed her tongue across his lips as she tasted herself on his lips. Opening himself to her, Catherine dipped her tongue into him, their tongues dancing together in a heated embrace as she tasted her ecstasy from his depths. Henry tried not to thrust himself upward as she squeezed her thighs around him, involuntarily twitching against her as he felt her come down ever so slightly taking his tip inside her. God, she would be the death of him! Forgetting not to let his hands wander, Henry grasped one round breast in his hand and squeezed. Catherine inhaled sharply as she brought herself off his tip and pushed him back against the chair once more. Why did he always have to ruin everything? Standing from the chair Catherine raked her eyes over him with a disdainful look. She had been so close to taking him. How dare he mess up her plans?

"You only wish what I wish? You are here to serve me? You can't even obey my rules! You first must learn that to serve me you mustn't touch me unless I order you to!" Catherine ranted as she threw her head back revealing her gorgeous neck, now marred by dark marks from where his hands had gripped her in their earlier session.

Henry's stomach rolled as guilt seeped into his heart. He hadn't meant to leave marks, only to frighten her into submission. How had he ended up obeying her commands again? Oh yes, the intriguing manner in which she had taken control of him. In years gone by, she had just submitted to him willingly or silently walked away. She hadn't ever made a game out of it. It had always been a duty she had endured. He liked this new creature that stood before him weaving the feather in and out of her fingers as she looked him up and down.

"Now what shall I do to you?" Catherine asked thoughtfully before a devilish grin appeared on her face. "Is this what you had in mind, husband?" She said as stood between his legs, the material that clothed her legs tickling Henry's knees as they brushed against them.

Her chosen instrument in hand, she slowly touched his tip with the tip of her feather. The only thing Henry could think of at the moment was of how he wanted to burn every feather in that damn bag she had brought with her. It was a glorious feeling to have her running it over his shaft but it was an inferno of hell inside his burning vessel to be refused access to fill her. Would he ever atone for his sins and be allowed the sweet voyage inside her wet harbor so he could dock his boat safely at home? Involuntarily thrusting against the palm of Catherine's hand as she now touched his opening and the liquid that had formed there, Henry doubted it as she stepped back from him.

"Stand and lay on the bed." Catherine ordered.

Henry's heart leapt within him. Maybe all hope wasn't lost? Lying on his back in the center of the bed, Henry was shocked when she removed the belt from his arms. Things were definitely moving in the right direction, any moment now she would sit atop him as he came inside her marking her as his once more. He was, however, a bit perplexed when she walked to her bag and pulled out matching veils of the same color as her gown and tied one of his hands to the head of the bed pulling it taut so he couldn't move before doing the same of the other. Was she really going to leave him here?

Stepping back a bit, Catherine surveyed her work before slipping her gown from her body. It slid from her form as water over sculpted marble before puddling at her feet. Henry sighed in relief. Whatever she had in mind was certainly not leaving.

Climbing up beside him, Catherine knelt beside his face. "Now that I finally have you where I want you, will you taste your Queen on your tongue to atone for your insolence?" She said wanly as she touched his face quite gently.

Catherine wanted him to taste her as she rode his tongue? He had never done that with her before. This was a rare treat indeed and one he had never seen coming.

"With much exuberance I will work to make you happy. Thank you, my Queen!" Henry said gratitude shining through his smile as she placed her knees on either side of his head.

Centering herself over his mouth, she grabbed the top of the bed frame. What would this feel like? Her Henry would actually pleasure her now? Lowering herself down she gasped as he licked her inner thigh for the first time. Did other women experience this much pleasure from men attending to them down below? She had heard they did, but had seriously doubted their stories. Sadly, in all her years with Henry, he had never kissed her there. Why would he? Their duty had been to make heirs, not find pleasure in each other's arms. As he kissed closer to the heat emanating from her core, Catherine wondered if she would like it. Surely a man really couldn't bring you to the brink by…putting his mouth on you, could he? Catherine's body hummed against him as he flicked his tongue across her heat for the first time. She definitely liked that feeling, but would it get any better? She wasn't anywhere close to her release yet. Would he be able to get her there? Maybe she should just…OH MY GOD! All conscious thoughts of her stopping him ended as his tongue entered her for the first time. She tasted like the sweetest honey of the honeycomb. Catherine's body thrust down involuntarily as he explored her for a time before pulling out and kissing up to the small bundle of nerves that rested above her opening. Catherine was filled with wonder. Was that all that there was? She was filled with shock for the second time in the space of two minutes when he started sucking on her before swirling his tongue back to her opening and entering her faster this time. Catherine gasped as he licked in and out of her for a second time. He was causing the heat locked inside her to spread across the length of her body until her body was tingling with her need. Gripping the bed more firmly, Catherine ground her hips down upon him as he entered her a third time. Catherine moaned his name as he sucked her into his mouth again before finding her rhythm as she rode his tongue. Catherine groaned as he found her most sensitive bud and suckled there, causing stars to appear in her vision. Why had they not done this before? All those stories were severely under exaggerated, Catherine thought faintly as he flicked his tongue over her with rapid speed. Moving faster into his mouth, Catherine screamed as the stars in her vision started to explode one by one as her walls started to shake around him. One last suck on her petals was all it took for Catherine to release the animal inside her as she gripped Henry's face between her thighs, holding him in place as she found the pleasure she had been denied all her years. The world turned right side up for a moment as she collapsed against the bed frame fully sated from his rigorous working of his tongue, her orgasm seeping into every cell of her being as Henry continued to suck her as she filled his thirsty soul with her gift. As Catherine came down from her peak, she removed herself from stop Henry to lay by his side.

"That was quite the experience." Catherine said in a shaky voice as she drew circles on Henry's chest dazedly. "We need to tie you up more often."

Catherine couldn't help the smile that kissed her lips at the rumble of laughter through Henry's body.

"As you wish, my Queen. I hope I served you well." Henry said as he looked into Catherine's blissful eyes.

"I am quite satisfied." Catherine said as she smiled bigger quirking an eyebrow up at him. "You have been very vigorous in your duty. How do you think I should reward you for your service?" Catherine said snarkily as she dipped her hand to feel his manhood.

"However it pleases my lady is pleasing to me." Henry gasped as she took him in hand.

"Oh, I assure you will be quite compensated and pleased for the use of your body.' Catherine said seductively while she looked at him sneakily. This was going to be fun.

SO...WHAT DO YOU THINK? SHOULD CATHERINE GIVE HIM PLEASURE? HAS HE DONE ENOUGH TO ATONE FOR HIS INSOLENCE?

HOPE YOU LIKED IT! IF NOT IM SORRY ILL TRY BETTER NEXT TIME.