Roommates [Old Version]

by Papa Bear

Chapter 11: Feed Your Queen

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(Still in flashback)

"Servant!" Chrysalis exclaimed, folding her arms impatiently as she sat cross legged at the edge of her bed.

After an annoyed grumble was heard outside her door, Walter entered the room hesitantly, blushing darkly as he locked eyes on Chrysalis' form, which was currently nude, sitting on the edge of the bed with her crossed arms and legs being the only things covering her chest and nether region. Walter quickly shot around, covering his eyes with a long groan.

"Chry--" Walter began, only to be cut off by Chrysalis hissing.

"Do not call me by my name, Servant" she scolded, furrowing her brow.

"Milady, why are you naked?" Walter spoke through gritted teeth.

"Because I am waiting for my servant to dress me, and I'm getting cold!" Chrysalis snapped, tapping her fingers on her arm impatiently.

"You couldn't dress yourself?" he groaned, rubbing the temples of his head.

"That's your job" she replied with a snide smirk, standing up and walking over to him.

"You're a full grown mare" he retorted, grumbling.

"And you're my servant, you'll do as I say!" she retorted, grabbing him by the head and hugging it between her breasts.

"Unless, you want to serve your Queen in that way~" she cooed, slowly rubbing her breasts against each side of my cheek.

"I-I'll dress you! I'll dress you!" he yelped, bolting away from her quickly, keeping his eyes closed as he turned to face her. "Just... Tell me where your clothes are" he sighed, looking anywhere besides her direction.

"On my dresser to your left" she replied with a smirk, placing her hands on her hips victoriously while her eyes trailed Walter's motions in getting her clothing.

Walter sighed, gathering up her clothes, taking a deep breath as he stared down at them for a moment before cracking his neck a bit.

"Turn around please" he requested, keeping his eyes closed until she did so.

"Very well" she replied, turning around.

Walter then approached her; putting on her bra, undershirt. He then knelt down to put her panties on, but as he slid them up, she widened her stance, preventing him from going any further just as his face was aligned perfectly with her ass. He blushed darkly, gulping a bit before he quickly shot a breath of hot air onto her ass, making her yelp a bit, allowing him to quickly pull them the rest of the way up. After that, he put on her silky black dress with bright emerald trims along the collar and wrists. He then slid black heels onto her feet, standing up, folding his hands in front of him.

"You're no fun" Chrysalis groaned, rolling her eyes.

"Milady, I am sure if you have age restriction in the work place, then I'm sure that there's an age limit to whom you can rut" Walter replied, causing Chrysalis to smirk.

"Ah yes, thank you for reminding me... I'll change that today while I'm thinking of it" she replied, causing Walter to go stiff.

"You can't be serious" Walter breathed, looking at her incredulously.

"Maybe~" Chrysalis replied, she hadn't had this much fun playing with someone for a while.

Walter simply gave her a furrowed brow stare, then began walking towards the door while grumbling to himself.

"Where do you think you're going?" Chrysalis asked, perking a brow.

"To my quarters?"  Walter replied, looking back at her with a 'what the fuck do you want now' kind of expression.

"My legs are tired, carry me to my office" Chrysalis spoke, assuming the 'about to be picked up' position on the bed.

"Are you fucking kidding me...?" Walter mumbled lowly.

"What was that?" Chrysalis asked, perking a brow.

"Nothing, Milady" Walter spoke with a sigh, walking over and lifting Chrysalis up into his arms, holding her bridal style.

"Good, now off to my office!" she demanded, smirking while staring him dead in the eye.

"As you wish" he replied, staring forward with an annoyed stare, something she has come to relish.

Walter kept a straight face forward while carrying Chrysalis through the corridors, unaware that her deep emerald eyes were locked onto him, an amused expression plastered on her face as she curved her lips into a "U" shape. She couldn't help but feel a blush flood across her muzzle as Walter carried her. She couldn't remember the last time a healthy, young stallion... Er, young man carry her in such a fashion.

Walter's broad muscular arms were like pillars of flesh and steel when he is using them for labor such as construction, but when he's not working them they're quite soft yet still kept a firm broadness. He was gentle, careful, and considered her comfort due to the shift in grip he did every so often. His chest was soft and firm as well, much like a mattress for a heavy set fellow such as him, yet he had just enough extra 'fluff' to contrast his muscle definition. It was like a walking pillow, with enough strength to kill a full grown bear.

Chrysalis blushed, feeling a warmth in her chest, as well as something else she was all too familiar with... Power. Power was growing inside her, she was absorbing the care and gentleness that he was radiating. It wasn't as filling as love, but it was sure as hell something noticeable. She continued to look deep into Walter's features, soaking them in, and once more... She saw it... that hidden darkness. What was he hiding? Was there something she didn't know about him?

Was he just like her?

It's been a little over four months since he has started working for her, as her servant that is, and she still hasn't gotten a peep out of him in regards to anything in his past, about what he's done and how he got here. All she can tell, is that there is something hiding deep within him... And she wasn't sure if she should be threatened, or attracted.

Walter shifted Chrysalis into one arm as he used the other to open the door to her office, walking in, using his foot to close the door behind them as he approached her office chair behind her desk, setting her down delicately. She cleared her throat, quickly wiping the blush off her face and formed a stern expression, crossing one leg over the other as she looked over at him.

"Is there anything else, Milady?" Walter asked, looking at her with a rather tired expression.

"Yes there is..." she replied, crossing her arms, smirking.

"What is it you desire, Milady?" he asked, she could just feel him mentally cursing, most likely at her.

"I want you to lock the door to my office..." she replied, causing him to look at her quizzically.

"What?"

"You heard me, lock the door, are you deaf?" she replied, her tone becoming impatient.

"No, of course not" he replied, rolling his eyes before reaching over and locking the door.

"Now, close the window blinds" she spoke, a sly grin forming across her lips.

"Uh... What are you--"

"Just do it, do not question your Queen's orders!" she snapped, causing him to droop his shoulders, sighing, and complying with her demands, closing the curtain blinds.

"Now..." Chrysalis climbed onto her desk, crossing one leg over the other, letting him get a good look at her panties.

"Feed your queen~" Chrysalis cooed, grinning at Walter's confused, horrified, and befuddled expression.

...TO BE CONTINUED!!

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