Requested by overwrld: Tom and Y/N are the king and queen of Hell. Whenever they have visitors, they always try to drag Y/N away from Tom because they think that she deserves better than him, since he is only nice to his family and Y/N. Every time, Tom has the men executed.

I stood in mine and Tom's dark bedroom, smoothing my long black dress out against my skin and double-checking that I looked my best.

"Wow." I looked over my shoulder as my husband stood there, hands in his trouser pockets as he stared at me.

"Like what you see, Tommy?" I teased as he walked towards me and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind.

"Hmm, I love what I see, darling." he smirked, making me giggle and return it as he lowered his head and started to leave kisses along my neck. Whilst on the surface of things, we looked like your standard married couple, in reality, we were far from that narrative. Because the truth was that Tom was the king of Hell, and I was his queen. When Tom had approached me for the first time seven years ago, it was on Earth and so I hadn't thought much of it. All I knew was that I felt extremely flattered to have this insanely attractive guy want me. We had started dating, but something always felt slightly off. I had found out why on our fifth date, when he had revealed to me that he was king of the underworld. To say that I was shocked was an understatement. He'd made it clear that whilst he was sure that I was the one, he understood if I couldn't get over everything and so left him. But I didn't. I could never put my finger on exactly what it was, but something had drawn me to Tom from the moment that I'd seen him. Maybe we were soulmates or some stupid shit like that. It didn't matter. Because here I was, in hell, with the love of my life as I helped him to rule over his kingdom of souls. And I loved it. I smirked slightly as Tom's teeth gently grazed against my skin, his hands gripping my waist tighter as they slowly but surely moved to the space in between my legs.

"I don't think so, we've got your court to address." I chuckled, making him groan as I moved out of his arms.

"I would much rather just fuck you." he stated bluntly, me laughing in return as he curled his arms around me again and I rested my hands against his chest.

"Well, you might get your wish if the visitor for today is one trying to take me." I nodded, making him sigh and return it. That was the only aspect of being Tom's wife that I didn't like. We'd regularly get visitors from other realms and worlds, or even just people from the surface that were powerful enough to travel to Hell and make it back alive. But one thing that they all had in common was that they all wanted me. Tom had a reputation for being a real piece of work, these visitors not knowing that of course he was kind to me and his family. But him being a dick to others was enough evidence for them to think that Tom wasn't good enough for me, and so try to drag me away from him. I'd been kidnapped, I'd been drugged, every method of stealing someone had been used in attempts to get me away from him. Luckily for me, Tom would always foil these attempts and we'd watch happily as he had them executed.

"I don't know, love. I live for the sex, but after the first two times that someone tried to kidnap you, it got old." he scoffed.

"I know that it did, Tommy. But it's okay because I'm happy with you and I always will be." I reassured. He smiled and bit his lip as he leant down to kiss me. I returned it, holding his face as his hands gripped my waist.

"S-sorry to interrupt." Tom broke the kiss, making me chuckle and bite my lip as he clenched his jaw.

"What the fuck is it?" he spat at the servant as he looked over his shoulder.

"Your first visitor is here, sire." the servant nodded timidly.

"Right, fine, we're coming." my husband grumbled before looking back at me.

"Duty calls, my love." he sighed.

"Let's go." I chuckled as I took his hand and pulled him to the door.

Tom and I sat on our thrones, our hands joined and rested on my thigh.

"Bring him in." Tom demanded. The guards nodded and opened the door, allowing a tall man to saunter in. A smirk immediately curled onto his lips as his eyes skimmed up and down my body. I rolled my eyes and looked at Tom, him looking at me with a clenched jaw in return.

"Good start." my husband mumbled sarcastically before looking at the man.

"It's an honour to meet you, your highness. And, your grace." the visitor nodded as he bowed, though his eyes flicked up to me as he did. This fucking guy, I thought.

"To what do my wife and I owe this visit?" Tom asked, making me smirk and bite my lip as he gently rubbed his thumb over my hand.

"I have a situation. I'm the ruler of a kingdom far from here, but I'm in financial difficulty, and so my people are too. I need help." he nodded.

"What landed you in this situation?" Tom asked.

"Let's just say that it's the result of some...bad...investments...on my part." the man chuckled. I raised my eyebrow, as did Tom as we looked at each other.

"Okay." he nodded as he relaxed further back into his throne.

"You do realise what it'll mean if I say yes, don't you? You're making a deal with the devil." Tom stated with a small smirk.

"I understand that, but I'm willing. The visit alone was worth enough my time." he nodded, a smirk on his own lips as he looked at me again. I couldn't help but return it. Not because I enjoyed the flirting, but because I knew the reign of terror that Tom would bring down on him once we were done. Tom clenched his jaw and tried to control himself as he continued to gently move his thumb against my hand.

"It's a deal. Come back tomorrow to finalise it." Tom nodded.

"Your highness." the man spoke, his eyes flicking to me once again as he turned around and started to leave. Tom and I looked at each other.

"He's definitely dying tomorrow." he scoffed, making me smirk and nod in agreement.

I sat at my makeup table, taking my earrings out and wiping my makeup off as I got ready to go to bed. I looked over my shoulder as I heard a knock on the door. My eyebrows furrowed. I wasn't expecting anyone, so I wasn't sure who it would be. I stood up and opened the door, my eyes widening slightly as the man from before stood there.

"Hello, my queen." he smirked as he took my hand and went to kiss it. I quickly pulled it out of his grasp, making him look up at me.

"I prefer not to have other men kiss my hand when I'm not in the presence of my husband." I smiled falsely.

"Is he really that controlling over you?" he scoffed. My eyes widened slightly.

"No. It's my choice to not let other men kiss me when Tom isn't around. What are you even doing here?" I questioned with a shake of my head.

"May I come in? It's a delicate matter what I want to discuss." he chuckled, making me narrow my eyes at him.

"No, you may not come in. Anything that can't be said within earshot of servants, or my husband, isn't appropriate to say to me." I stated. He sighed and looked at me.

"What do you see in him?" he asked. My eyes widened.

"Excuse me?" I scoffed.

"Forgive me, your highness, but he's a dickhead who gets off on killing people-."

"And you think that you're better, trying to steal another man's wife who clearly isn't interested in anyone but her husband?" I spat.

"All you have to do is take my hand. You'll be so much happier with me, so much better off." he shook his head. I scoffed and returned the shake, hardly believing that he was actually trying this, especially after Tom had agreed to help him.

"Goodbye." I nodded before going to shut the door. I yelped out as he grabbed my wrist.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, get off of me!" I exclaimed as he yanked me out of the room.

"You're coming with me, my queen. You'll thank me later." he nodded, making my eyes widen as he started to pull me along the corridor.

"Like hell I am." I spat as I raised my knee into his crotch. He cried out and loosened his grip, making me kick him again so that he'd fall to the floor.

"What's going on here?" I looked up and sighed in relief as Tom stood there with two guards, hands in his trouser pockets as he looked at the scene in front of him.

"Oh, hey, darling. Just another attempted kidnap." I shrugged as I blew a strand of hair out of my face. Tom nodded, his eyes flicking to the man groaning on the floor as he walked towards us.

"Get him to the main hall. It's time for an execution." he mumbled, making the guards nod and haul the man up.

"No, please! She deserves to be with ME!" the man yelled as he got dragged away. I sighed as Tom cupped my waist.

"You okay, sweetheart?" he mumbled, looking at me with concerned eyes.

"I'm fine. Might have a bruised wrist in the coming days but nothing more happened." I shook my head.

"Don't worry, my love. I'll make him pay for even looking at you in the wrong way." he reassured, making me smile and bite my lip as he gently kissed my head.

Tom and I sat back on our thrones, our hands joined again as the guards dragged the man in.

"You'll pay for this, stop! No, you can't kill me!" the man screamed desperately as the guards forced him to his knees.

"I can kill you, because you tried to kidnap my wife." Tom nodded.

"She wants to be with me! She deserves me!" he continued to wail.

"Pfft, he wishes." I scoffed, making Tom smirk as he stood from the throne. He shoved his hands back into his trouser pockets as he wandered down the steps and to the man.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't end your life right now, and let you burn in the pits of my kingdom." he mumbled.

"Because mine needs help, it needs me!" he screamed.

"You should have thought about that before you tried to kidnap my wife. I'll help your people, it's not their fault that they have you for a ruler. But you, you're not getting out alive." Tom shook his head.

"Please-." Tom flicked his wrist, making the man's neck snap instantly. His body went limp, making me smirk and bite my lip as Tom started to walk back to the thrones.

"Put him in the seventh layer. I want him to be in the most excruciating pain for eternity." he nodded, making the guards return it as he sat back down next to me and took my hand into his. I looked at him.

"I know that you know this, Tommy, but I love you. I'd take you any day over one of those arseholes." I reassured.

"I love you too, darling. And don't worry, I'll never let anyone take you." he responded. I smiled and bit my lip as he leant in to kiss me. I returned the kiss and held his face. He broke the kiss and we sat back into our thrones, ready for our next guest. And given how today was going, ready for our next execution too.