Royalty

When the time comes, I take a ride to Damian's address. The place is a secluded house on the hills. The kinda place that one can hide away from adoring fans and annoying paparazzi. As I near my destination, I take a deep breath. Back in my college years, I'd given anything to be with Damian. Hell, I got close when With or Without came to play here, but instead, I ended up with their drummer, who to be fair still gave me one hell of a time.

I head to the door, nearly tripping over my high heels on the way. Okay, Morgan. Breathe. He's just another client. An incredibly attractive man who've you've fantasized about for close to a decade. After a deep breath, I finally enter, just like I'd been instructed. Inside the living room, I find my idol lounging on the couch in a bathrobe like this is just any other weekend.

Damian had been a heartthrob from day one of his career, and probably long before then. I swear if he isn't touring or recording, he must be hitting the gym to maintain that athletic body of his. He keeps brown hair short with an undercut, and stubble that gives him a masculine edge.

"Hey there." I say, my cheeks turning red.

"Hello." A smile lights up Damian's face.

I walk over to join him by the couch. When I sit down, I say "So, how are you?"

"I'm fine. You uh, bring everything?"

"Sure did." I pat my shoulder bag.

"Perfect."

"So, I guess I should ask. Safeword?"

"Royalty."

"Like the song?"

His face seems to light up. "Oh, you're a fan?"

"Uh, yeah."

"That's good to know."

"So, anything you had in mind for today's session?"

"I like surprises."

"Oh do you know?"

He nods.

"Well, how about you sit right there and I'll get your surprises ready."

"Sure. The bathroom is through there." Damian points at a door which I head to.

As I get ready, the chorus to Royalty runs through my head:

'She's like royalty
Takes control of me
Makes me weak at the knees
But I don't mind
because she's my queen

Oh, She's like royalty
Walks all over me
Makes me beg for mercy
But I don't mind
because she's my queen'

God, I've fucked so many people to that song. Now I'm going to fuck the man who sings it. The one whose deep voice makes me wet upon just hearing it. The only problem is I have to be so much more than just another girl. I had to be the girl he'll never forget. I'll have to make him weak at the knees and beg for mercy. I'll have to be his queen.