The Folly of Magus

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Author's Note: Enjoy.

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It had seemed as if he had held her for days when in fact only minutes have passed by. He cursed the fact that he still had a conscious within him and that he could not carry out the deed he wanted to do.

Still, this was the closest that he had ever let his mother to him. In fact, he did not remember embracing her at any time whatsoever. He so utterly hated her presence that just being within eyesight of her caused him to run off.

Now that he had her in his arms, however, he began to feel a strange yearning. It felt similar to the yearning he had with Schala, when he would ask her to hold him and she would, playing with his hair and teasing him.

Did he yearn from that from the now reduced Queen Zeal? To ask her to treat him with the maternal care that he so often yearned for despite the fact that he kept it hidden? Was that the reason he was so close to Schala and that he was determined to find her, to recapture that lost affection that he had been yearning for since he was banished to the Middle Ages?

At some time during his thoughts, he suddenly felt the Queen's arms embrace him and hold him close to her.

Magus felt somewhat uncomfortable, thinking that the Queen, despite being in such a weak state, would attempt to do something.

Nothing of the sort happened as she held him close, her fingers running lines across his muscular and scar ridden arm.

"Janus...I am so sorry...I did not mean for this to happen." said Queen Zeal in perhaps the most sincere voice he had ever heard her use.

"I cannot say that a simple apology will atone for what you have done to both me and Schala but I figure that it is a step in the right direction. Still, I cannot help but wonder. Why? Why were you so cold to us? Why did you torture your only daughter day in and day out powering that accursed Mammon Machine when she clearly begged you to stop? Schala loved you and was completely devoted. You exploited the love and devotion of your only daughter for your own selfish gain which resulted in her being lost and myself being banished. Can you start to understand as to why I harbored such resentment towards you?" asked Magus.

"Janus, I have already told you that I was acting in the best interest of the kingdom. Not only that, but it was for your and Schala's protection as well." said Queen Zeal.

"Our protection?" asked a puzzled Magus.

Now separating themselves, the now calm Queen Zeal stood up and walked towards the wall. She placed her hand on it and leaned, almost as if relieving whatever memory she was going to draw was painful. She soon turned towards her son.

"Do you want to know why I was Queen of our domain?" asked Queen Zeal.

"If it helps justify your past actions then I am all ears." said Magus.

"It is because I am strong. Though I am of royal blood, it is my strength that insures that my position is not threatened. Understand that any sign of weakness on my part would entice my enemies to press forward and challenge my position as monarch of our domain. As it was, when I took the crown and was married to your father, we already had many enemies that wanted to see us dead." said Queen Zeal.

"I still do not see where this is taking us." said Magus as he placed his hand on his head, shaking it in a bit of frustration.

"Don't you realize Janus that my enemies would have stopped at nothing to stop me? When your father died, I was suddenly the only monarch of our domain and was also made very vulnerable. I had grand plans for attaining immortality. You would be a fool to think that everyone in the kingdom was for it. Many of the floating provinces did not approve of my plans. Of course, being under my rule they would never admit it openly but I knew that they were not on my side." said Queen Zeal.

"Of course, who could blame them? The whole project involving the construction of the Mammon Machine and the Ocean Palace drained many of the outer provinces of resources. Of course they would be upset." said Magus.

"That does not matter. I was Queen and my will is their will. I did not care for their protests or the reasons behind their dissent. I attained my position through my power, I earned it and it was my divine right to rule them and have them obey me no matter what." said Queen Zeal.

"Is that not a bit harsh?" asked Magus.

"Oh come Janus. Did you not say that you commanded a great army of monsters and beasts? I am sure that there was at least ONE monster who despised you enough to plan to over throw your reign." said Queen Zeal sternly.

Now that Magus thought of it, his domain was rather large. Apart from his fortress, there were many provinces that he personally could not oversee and had to appoint many local leaders to watch under his name. Of course there were many rebellions, especially from the outer reaches of what is now Medina. Magus remembered having to go personally to some of these unstable regions and quell the rebellions on his own, usually by killing the whole lot of monsters and torturing the leader as a reminder to those who dared challenged his power.

He was their leader and his will was their will. What he said was to be done, no matter what the price.

It was then that he suddenly realized that he was very similar to his mother in respect to how they ruled their respective domains. Both were harsh, rather cruel and demanding and were not kind to those who dared oppose them. He shivered to think that her personality lived on in him.

"I see where you are coming from then. But what does this have to do with me and Schala." asked Magus.

"As I said, I had many enemies who wanted me dead but did not have the power to kill me outright. I was too powerful. But I had a weakness that my enemies could exploit and if they did, I would be helpless before them." said Queen Zeal.

"And what weakness was this?" asked Magus.

"You Janus, along with your sister, Schala." said Queen Zeal as she placed her hand on Magus' cheek as she wore a soft smile on her face.

This action startled Magus a bit, obviously not used to this cold, heartless woman suddenly showing affection; maternal affection.

"I do not believe you. The way you casted me aside and tortured Schala makes this very difficult to swallow." said Magus as he drew his face away from his mother's hand, causing her to frown a bit.

"I had to do it. If I had shown either you or Schala any affection in public it would have made you and her prime targets. Both of you would have run the risk of being abducted and held for ransom. How could I possibly deny anything with the life of my children at stake?" asked Queen Zeal in a rather sad and bitter tone.

This was beginning to make sense to Magus. As ruler of the Mystics during the Middle Ages, Magus had taken care to not attach himself to anybody. More than once did his humanity and conscious tear at him, begging him to spare the life of a child or a woman but doing so would show weakness in front of his comrades and possible enemies.

While he did enjoy the company of his three generals, he could never have made friends with them. Attachment to them would only cause grief and suffering. While he could not see himself giving in to an enemies' demand if they held Ozzie hostage, he knew that if either Slash or Flea had been captured he would have been conflicted at the very least.

"So...it was an act?" asked Magus warily.

"If you want to call it that, then yes. I could have summoned ten mages to power the Mammon Machine and get the same results with Schala alone. I could have held you in my arms and showered you with love and tenderness in public. Yet, I didn't, for your safety. I treated you as a disappointment, not caring where you went and when you came back. Schala, being old enough, understood the circumstances and offered herself to power the Mammon Machine. When the public saw how I treated my children, leaving one unattended and exploiting the other, this made the public believe that I did not care for the two of you. That also included my enemies. Why bother kidnapping the Queen's son if she doesn't care for him? It would be a waste of time, energy and a worthless ransom item all the same. I have to say, even in hindsight I believe I did an admirable job." said Queen Zeal sadly.

Even Magus had to say, from the perspective of one ruling leader rating another, that his mother was a genius. This was reverse psychology at its best and the public and her enemies completely fell for it. In fact, it worked too good as even he believed in his mother's act, believing that she did not care for him.

"I can believe that I would be vulnerable but how can you suppose anyone could have abducted Schala? Wasn't she even more powerful than yourself?" asked Magus.

"That is true, but Schala is far too kind for her own good. Even when confronted with her life at stake I doubt she would have used the full extent of her powers to protect herself as she would have been too concerned about her enemy and whether she hurt them or not." said Queen Zeal.

"Then how is it that Schala could have loved you so much? I am sure that even Schala would have tired of the act sooner of later." said Magus.

"I said that I could not show affection publicly. Privately, on the other hand, is a completely different matter." said Queen Zeal.

"You mean to say-"

"I loved the both of you. You say that you have been through Hell and that I only knew pristine and perfect life? Far from it. I was tormented every day. You cannot even fathom the pain I went through, watching my daughter power the Mammon Machine, being tortured while I had to sit there and pretend that I didn't care or when you flinched just at the sight of me, never even giving me the chance to show I was willing to hold you and kiss you and show you that I truly loved you." said Queen Zeal sadly, her eyes beginning to water once more.

No wonder Schala had scolded him so many times back in Zeal when he refused to spend time with his mother. Magus no doubt already knew why Schala was so devoted. It was because she knew that her mother loved her. She knew because her mother had shown her true colors, one of caring and affection for her children outside public eyes. Schala knew that their mother was kind to them and bore the burden of powering the Mammon Machine, no doubt showing her maturity and willingness to please her mother.

Magus suddenly felt like a stupid child who refused to see things other than his way. Of course his mother would act a certain way in public, it was all part of an image that she had to maintain. An image of strength, power and confidence that would not tolerate opposition and would not bow to anyone's demand, not matter what the price.

"I cannot say how sorry I am Janus. When we did battle back on the Ocean Palace, you, whom I still believed to be the Prophet, said this. 'Zeal, a foolish women with a foolish ambition that would be the cause of her downfall.' As you have said, the dream of attaining immortality is what caused all this. I was only looking to strengthen our kingdom, to prove that we were almighty and that we could take our place among the gods. In hindsight, I now see that I was, indeed, foolish and that my actions brought ruin to our kingdom and the provinces surrounding it, as well as taking my two children away from me and making me a slave to Lavos' will."

"Then it cannot be helped. It seems that you, as I and Schala, were victims of circumstance or perhaps this is a cruel game that Fate is playing on us. I will admit that I see you in a different light and that I was both rash and immature in assuming that I was always correct...yet another trait that I share with you. Perhaps we are more similar than we give ourselves credit for." said Magus with a slight grin.

"Really, do you seem to think we are similar? I do not remember moping every chance I got." jabbed Queen Zeal in humor.

"At least not in public. I bet you mopped quite a bit when you had Schala in your arms in your chamber, probably begging for forgiveness until your voice went raw." said Magus with a quick jab of his own.

Zeal's mouth opened and closed as she could not think of a quick comeback. Her son was good...his insight was brilliant and disturbingly accurate.

Yet, the fact remained. Janus was her son and it seemed that many of her qualities seemed to have passed down to him. He was strong, frighteningly so and was not afraid to use his powers. He was confident in his abilities and had an air of dominance about him that would not tolerate opposition.

For once, she wished she could see her son rule over his domain of monsters and beasts. She wondered how he was able to tame them to follow his will and what he did to those who refused to do so. She had a sinking feeling that what she would probably have seen would be exactly the style she utilized when running a domain.

Janus, in many respects, was her male counterpart if not stronger but a bit more depressive.

"It looks like I win this battle. Too bad that your own intellect failed to suffice." said Magus in a mocking tone.

"I was deep in thought. I care not to participate in this silly game." said Queen Zeal as she pouted. She obviously hated losing and was making excuses.

For a moment, they were silent as the small bit of humor passed between them. It was then that Queen Zeal spoke again.

"I know that asking for forgiveness may be too much at the moment but I do realize the extent of my actions. Despite everything I have done to you, you still found it in yourself to save my life at the coast. I realize that you did not do so out of kindness. You had an ulterior motive, despite how disturbing it may be. Even so, I...thank you for saving my life. I am now indebted to you." said Queen Zeal.

"Your gratitude is unnecessary. As you said, I had my reasons for saving you but now that is moot." said Magus.

"Even so, I am giving you my gratitude. Not only that but I now wish to repay my debt to you since I DESPISE being in anyone's debt." said Queen Zeal.

"What?" asked Magus in confusion.

"It is as I said. I have seen the way you look at me. I know what you desire from me. Because I owe you my life I will offer my body to you this one time regardless of the fact that you are my son." said Queen Zeal.

"You offer this?" asked Magus.

"Yes, but only this one time. Now hurry before I change my mind." snapped Queen Zeal, wanting to get this payment out of the way.

"I won't be gentle." said Magus as he started to remove his clothes and armor.

"As expected from someone like you." said Queen Zeal as she began to brace herself.

Magus leaned in and kissed her, but unlike last time where she fought and resisted, she returned the kiss this time with vigor though not with outright passion. He then probed the entrance of her mouth with his tongue, in which the queen readily accepted this time.

There was just something about her that attracted Magus to his mother. At this proximity, the different scents of her arousal, her breath and the taste of her mouth led to a symphony of pleasure that he thought never existed on this Earth. How very lucky his father was to have this beautiful woman to himself.

As he made out with her, his hands immediately began to comb over Queen Zeal's body. He grasped one of her large breasts from the fabric of the tank top. He pulled the fabric down to her waist, exposing her voluptuous breasts before him. He fondled the left breast until he realized that it started to beckon to him once more; like it did when he first undressed his mother all that time ago.

This time, he succumbed as he removed his lips from his mothers and went down to suckle on his mother's left breast while fondling with the right breast with his other hand.

Queen Zeal gasped a bit when she felt her son's mouth placed in such a sensitive area of her breast. The constant sucking motion on her left teat fired off a bolt of pleasure that made her shutter. She began to cradle Magus a bit, holding him up to let him continue his suckling. She was suddenly reminded of when he was but a babe and that he had derived nourishment from this very same breast of hers over twenty years ago.

Magus had continued to suckle and felt at ease with his mother's warm and soft body pressing against his. He soon began to go down her body, kissing the skin leading down to her stomach, down to her navel and finally, down over to her womanhood.

Knowing his intention, Queen Zeal spread her legs open for him to give him easier access.

Magus was only inches away from his mother's vagina, the musky scent of her arousal filling his nostrils. He opened his mouth and dipped his tongue into the folds.

"Ah!"

Queen Zeal was taken by surprise as she gasped in softly. Her late husband had never been one for oral sex. He had done it her, yes, but it was often quick and shoddily done.

Her son, on the other hand, seemed to have been captivated by her most private area as he dug his tongue in deep within her, tasting every possible inch that he could.

Pure pleasure filled Queen Zeal's being as she began to stroke her son's dark blue hair as he continued to pleasure her.

Magus then inserted his index finger, drawing a soft moan from his mother. She was very aroused, which made entry very easy. So much so that Magus then inserted another finger and started to pump in and out.

"N-Not so hard." stammered Queen Zeal.

"I told you I was not going to be gentle." said Magus as he then inserted a third finger into his mother's slit.

Queen Zeal moaned quietly once more as she let her son do what he wanted to her.

At some point, Magus then used his other hand to pinch the small nub that pointed out from his mother's slit.

Queen Zeal almost wanted to scream. But she was not some common Earthbound whore who screamed like a wild animal during intercourse. She was more refined then that.

Her breathing became more and more rapid as she began to experience an overload of pleasure. Three fingers in her vagina and two pinching her clit, it was almost too much.

Magus soon felt that it was time, though and removed himself from his mother so that he could take his pants off.

His cock was not the largest but it was still above average. A good seven inches with considerable girth.

Queen Zeal looked over at her son and began to doubt as to whether she could pull this off. She had not bedded a man in a long time.

But she drove that thought out of her head. She was experiencing far too much pleasure to start to worry and besides, it couldn't be worse than childbirth, right?

She felt her son's dick near her entrance and he soon entered roughly.

"Oh...shit." said Magus as he was still a virgin up until this point. The feeling of pussy surrounding his dick was just something he never experienced, even if it was from his own mother.

Still, he knew what he had to do and started to pump in and out and a rather brisk pace.

Queen Zeal moaned softly, gasping every so often as she embraced him and started to claw his back.

Magus was surprised that despite how loud and commanding she sounded as while on duty as Queen, she was very quiet and soft in bed. Yes, she moaned and gasped but on the whole, she was a very quiet and sensual. This turned Magus on even more than ever. It gave her a somewhat soft side to her that contrasted so much with her normal self.

That and he despised loud moaning and dirty talk during sex. Heaven only knows when Slash would rut some whore and he would hear them in his chamber. The whore, completely vulgar when speaking (saying things like 'Oh yeah, fuck me there') and moaning like a wild boar in heat it disgusted him.

He started to pump even harder this time, going faster and faster. As he did, he started to massage the Queen's breasts again.

"Ah,ah,ah, you're pretty ah, ah, excited aren't you? Do I, ah, arouse you so ah, much?" said Queen Zeal softly.

"You d-don't know the h-half of it." responded Magus as he gritted his teeth. He knew that he close already.

"Don't, ah, pull out. Leave it, ah, in there, spill it, ah, all inside of me." said Queen Zeal.

He released himself inside his mother's womb, spilling his hot seed inside of her.

Magus never felt so exhausted as he pulled his flaccid penis out of his mother's slit.

He collapsed onto her body, his head landing in the small valley in between her breasts. He could hear her heartbeat and for some reason, it made him feel at ease. He felt a soft, feminine hand run through his hair as he felt his eyelids grow heavier and heavier before he succumbed to sleep.

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Author's Note: I hope I did the lemon scene alright. Besides that, I hope that you all are not disappointed with my interpretation of Queen Zeal. Yeah, she was a bitch but I'm trying to paint her in a decent light here by justifying her actions. Any comments or criticisms that want to be made, just message me. Anyway, hope you all enjoyed.