Warnings: WLW, royalty au, power dynamics, BDSM themes, Phoenix is Reader's "pet", birdy loves her cage, arranged marriage, fireplay, nippleplay, pet names, praise, oral (reader receiving), fingering, overstimulation.
Listen with me! ↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ
"You're getting married and that's final!" Your father's voice bellows through the throne room, making tears well in your eyes. Hands clenched into shaking fists at your sides, your father sighs and rubs his temples. "I know you don't wish to be wed but as a princess you have a duty." He says, his voice softening as he blinks down at you sympathetically.
"But why, Papa? Why can't I marry for love?" You ask, doe eyes flitting up to your father's tired face. He sighs, rising from his throne and descending down the stairs to approach you, one hand reaching out to wipe your tears from your cheeks.
"The weight of the crown weighs heavy, my dear. But someone must bear its burden. As my firstborn, that is your responsibility. One day I'll die and you'll rule our people." He says softly. You bow your head, looking down with disappointment.
You knew you had a duty. To the crown, to your family, to the entire kingdom. You only wished you could marry for love and lead your kingdom at the same time.
"Why don't you return to your chambers? Maybe have a bath to help soothe your nerves?" Your father suggests gently. You sigh and nod, muttering out a goodbye before walking off, heart heavy with your new reality.
You pad through the halls, head racing with wondering thoughts of your new betrothed. Hopefully he wouldn't be twice your age and was easy on the eyes. You would hate to be married to an ugly, old man.
You step inside your chamber, the air warm despite the cold stone walls. "Princess! You're back!" A voice says eagerly and you look up to see your beloved phoenix. Her beautiful red feathered wings fluffed up as she brightens at your presence, the elaborate and beautiful shackles that were clasped around her wrists and ankles keeping her chained to the wall.
"My dear bird." You murmur softly, approaching her and reaching to rake your fingers through her hair, making her chirp happily. "Are your chains comfortable?" You ask, crouching down to touch one of the golden shackles. She could easily melt through them if she wanted to, but she chose not to. She enjoyed staying by your side, a pretty pet for all to marvel at but only for you to touch.
"They're plenty comfortable, Your Highness." She says, pressing her head more into your hand, greedily seeking your affection. You can't help but smile slightly, both hands reaching to scratch behind her ears, making her eyes roll back and trill out with content.
"Princess, are you alright? I sense your heart is heavy." She says gently, cracking her eyes open to look at you, rising from her knees to stand in front of you, her expression turning worried. "I can smell your sadness on you." She says, stepping close to nuzzle her tiny nose into your neck, breathing deeply.
You sigh out, used to this sort of behavior from her. "My father is having me wed to a man." You say softly, emotions stirring within you once more, making your chest feel tight.
"Oh my poor princess." She coos out sympathetically, nuzzling your neck, her hands already reaching for your waist. "Let your loyal phoenix make everything better. I'll make you forget all about the prince." She murmurs sweetly into your ear, flames spreading from her palms as she burns your clothes off, keeping the flames controlled.
Soon her hands were running over your bare skin, worshipful in her touch as runs her hands up your spine, a soft exhale leaving your lips as she gently nudges you back towards your bed. Soon you're both falling in a tangle of limbs on your silk sheets, her lips finding one of your perky nipples, tongue swirling and drawing a soft sigh from you.
"You're so good to me, pretty bird." You murmur sweetly, make her wings shudder at the pet name. She switches breasts, lapping at your other nipple and looking up at you with adoring eyes.
"Such a good girl." You breathe out, fingers tumbling through her soft tresses. She chirps out, kissing your breast before trailing warm kisses down your stomach. Pearly whites nip at one of your hip bones, fingers spreading your legs before she dives between your legs.
You moan out sweetly, arching slightly as her tongue swirls around your clit. "Such a pretty pussy. And it's all mine, isn't that right princess?" She purrs out, slipping two fingers into your walls, easily finding your g-spot and attacking it.
Your moans echo off the walls as she fingers you, her tongue occasionally flicking out to lick a stripe up your clit. "Hnng! Yes! All yours! All yours, pretty bird!" You moan out, spreading your legs wider for her, allowing her to slip her fingers in deeper.
"My perfect princess. I'm so happy to be your phoenix. So happy to be at your service. My princess. My perfect princess." Her words tumble out, cheek rubbing against your inner thigh affectionately as she works you higher and higher towards your climax.
You cry out as you finally reach your peak, your phoenix diving back between your legs to greedily lap up your sweet nectar, moaning against your cunt as she drinks your essence.
She continues to lick and suck until you're shaking, tears of pleasure welling in your eyes as you weakly try to pry her off your poor puffy pearl.
Eventually you manage to pry her off, her eyes half-lidded and a grin spread across her pretty features. "Oh princess, don't tell me you're tapping out already." She purrs out, chains clinking as she tries to crawl closer but the chains stop her.
"You're pussydrunk." You pant out, her lips quirking in a smirk that was designed to ruin you. "Drunk and still thirsty, pretty girl." She purrs out, hands gripping your thighs, talons digging into your soft skin slightly as she drags you closer.
"And I'm not letting you go until I've had my fill." She breaths out. "Not like you would ever deny me." She says with an arrogant chuckle, her wings spreading and casting a shadow over you. You can only mentally curse yourself and your penchant for spoiling your pretty phoenix.
You weren't going to make it out unscathed-
I lowkey got lazy writing this but I love the idea. So after kinktober, I might do a part 2 where Reader is married and her husband leaves her unsatisfied so her beloved Phoenix must step in and satisfy her poor, poor Princess.
