reign over everything / take over everything (magica x scrooge x poe)

[blackmagicduck]

 Magica was genuinely happy - not the malicious smirk of making her enemies suffer, nor the lustful glee of a good night in Scrooge's arms - no, what was on Magica's face this evening was of pure happiness. And why shouldn't she be? The one person nearest and dearest to her heart was finally coming home. The moment she'd gotten the notice - via a letter tied around a raven's leg - she ordered the most lavish celebration the coven could create for his arrival. All the best wines were to be brought up, the fattest pigs slaughtered...

The entire castle was gathered in the throne room - slaves, witches, warlocks, relatives and minions, all were to be there for the return of the second head of the coven. The moment the doors opened, the music played, and everyone else fell to their knees in worship.

Funny enough, the man in question didn't appear to give a damn about what was going on.

Sure, he was smiling, but he wasn't acknowledging anyone he walked by, no matter how loudly they called his name and praised his safe return. As far as Lord Poe De Spell was concerned, there was only one other person in the room - his dear sister.

Once Poe arrived at the base of the thrones, he put an arm to his stomach and bowed graciously. Magica in turn placed a hand on her dress for a simple, quick curtsy. "It is good to see you home safe and sound, Poe."

"It's good to be home, Magica." He raised his head. "The conquest of the southern territories was a complete success. They shan't be giving us anymore trouble."

With the formalities over with, Magica suddenly ran into Poe's arms, and he held her as tightly possible.

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[blackmagicduck]

"No, but I should have." If Scrooge's voice was this bad off already, imagine what could have happened if it kept going! "Gods, damn... lately I just can't think straight."

[richestduck]

"Master, you've done nothing wrong," Scrooge told him, sitting up and placing his hand on Poe's chest. "I'm a slave and a McDuck to boot: My comfort isn't your concern."

[blackmagicduck]

"No, but it's Magica's." If she found out about this, there would be hell to pay.

"You have to realize this by now - you are special to her. It doesn't matter if neither of us understand it, that's how things are, and they're not likely to change for a long time."

[richestduck]

"I appreciate her concern, but..." His voice trailed off. "...Forgive me. It's not my place to criticize my betters."

[blackmagicduck]

"Go ahead, say it." Poe lightly nudged him. "I doubt we'll get much done tonight regardless."

[richestduck]

Scrooge took a deep breath and blew it out, preparing himself for the strike that was sure to come:

"She's wrong to be concerned with my comfort." He met Poe's eyes. "I might be her favorite now, but that will change in the future. Favorites get special treatment from their masters, but once they fall out of favor, it's a free-for-all among the slaves. After all, the master won't care if their former favorite loses any of the nice presents or ends up getting treated more harshly to make up for all the special care."

He reached up and over his shoulder to touch his bloodline mark.

"Being marked with the McDuck bloodline and being a favorite is obscene in the eyes of the other slaves. Once I fall out of favor, I'll be longing for the days I had the last scraps of the slaves' meals."

[blackmagicduck]

Poe looked at him... and chuckled. "Did you think you were telling me something I didn't know already? Of course you'll have an even larger target on your back. You're hardly giving me a lesson the way I've been giving you ones."

He reached over to stroke Scrooge's cheek. "As far as Magica is concerned, this is forever. She won't listen otherwise. But until you do fall out of favor with her, you'll be special to me too."

[richestduck]

"Thank you, Master," Scrooge said automatically, bowing his head and leaning into Poe's touch.

It wouldn't last forever. And being favored by both of the De Spells would make that target on his back even bigger.

Scrooge still ate last when he ate with the slaves to cause as few ripples as possible. If he didn't seem to perceive himself as being on top, maybe he might be spared even a little.

[blackmagicduck]

"Maybe I'll grant you the mercy of death once she no longer wants you." Compared to his fate afterward, maybe it would be considerate.

... Or he could keep Scrooge for himself. What a thought.

"... Enjoy the here and now. The future is far off."

[richestduck]

"Yes, Master."

And to start following his instructions, Scrooge started stroking Poe again.

[blackmagicduck]

Poe leaned in and kissed. "I guess I just can't be gentle with you." He lamented with a smile, and pulled Scrooge into his arms.

[richestduck]

"It's all right, Master," Scrooge told him. "I never expected you to be."

[blackmagicduck]

Now that made Poe laugh. "That almost sounded like an insult!"

[richestduck]

Scrooge's face grew distressed. "I didn't mean it like that, Master! Please forgive me!"

[blackmagicduck]

"Of course you didn't." Poe laid Scrooge's head to his chest. "You're cute too. No wonder you match so well with my sister."

[richestduck]

Scrooge sighed with relief before he wrapped his arms around Poe's waist. "Thank you, Master."

[blackmagicduck]

"Let's get some rest." Poe began to lay down. "The future is still far away."

[richestduck]

Scrooge gave a sleepy murmur, tilting his head up to kiss the underside of Poe's beak before settling down.

[blackmagicduck]

Poe sighed and closed his eyes, trying to sleep. Well, ultimately, the goal was met. The other slaves would think Scrooge was also favored by Magica's brother, and hopefully make him the slightest bit more untouchable. He was satisfied.

... For the most part.