#ixiedrewathing

“Alfred darling.” Arthur stepped closer to his lover of 2 years now. “That matter with Clubs Ltd., you're going to let me handle it right?”

Alfred, still dazed from their prior activities, was laying in bed. His only response was a soft hum. Smirking, Arthur rubbed a hand over that soft chest. “You're so smart darling, your ideas were great, I'll do everything you mentioned. Don't worry, we wrote them all down so we don't forget~”

What Arthur never told Alfred, was that he wasn't writing those ideas. Not exactly anyway. Sometimes the young ‘King of Spades’ actually had some decent ideas, but they were riddled with loopholes and contradictions. So Arthur would listen to the idea while tempting Alfred into bed, then by the end, Alfred gave Arthur anything he wished. The best part? He could make this young rebel believe it was all his idea to begin with.

Rumors had been going around for years, about the so called ‘King and Queen of Spades Co.’ Oh yes, so many floated about the populace, ranging from statements that the Queen is just one of the King’s many whores to people saying there was no Queen at all. His personal favorite was the one that was less common, but absolutely true. The rumor that the Queen had the King strung up like a puppet to do his bidding. That particular rumor had sprouted from the now self proclaimed ‘King of the Fallen Diamonds Company’. That had been the very first of many smaller businesses that Arthur bought out, and it just so happened that his old high school rival was the old CEO.

Rivalries aside, Arthur funneled cash to his rival, having him start all these wild rumors about the so called Royals of Spades. Oh yes, all of the rumors could be traced back to Francis, and in turn, Arthur himself. Why would he do this? It was simple really.

To control Alfred. The lad wasn't entirely daft, much to Arthur's surprise, so he had needed someone to stir up trouble in their happy little Kingdom. Someone to keep his lover distracted long enough that Arthur could run the company in the background. That someone was Francis, or as he had taken to calling himself, King of Diamonds. He led a movement among the lower wage workers known as Magical Strike. Unbeknownst to them all, the whole movement was a sham funded by the very company they fought against.

Arthur loved seeing Alfred get fired up about the protests. It meant that his plan was working, and that satisfied him. Francis was just happy to get some extra cash rolling in now that his company had gone under. Oh yes, everything was going exactly as Arthur had planned.

As the green eyed blond man laid in bed, stroking the hair of his young counterpart, he couldn't help but smirk to himself. Being the Queen certainly had its perks, and he was going to use all of them to their fullest extent.