AN: This was originally written for a kink meme. Enjoy!
"Angela?" said the Queen, quietly and hesitantly.
The angel turned to that spritely girl with a gentle smile. "Yes, your Majesty?"
"I... Well, that is... Are we really doing the right thing?" The Queen's eyes were wide and inquiring, and also contained a hint of fear. Of all topics, this was the only one that she deliberately avoided breaching with her divine helper.
Angela's eyes narrowed and her lips pursed, and it seemed for a moment that she would fly into a rage. The Queen flinched, but then determinedly steeled her nerves and drew herself up proudly. She was the Queen, so what did she have to fear? She was in charge, always in charge, and Angela would not harm her.
"Even after everything, you would turn your back on our goals?" said Angela at once both quiet and dangerous, deceptively gentle. When the Queen did not answer straight away, the angel added, "You know I can never allow that."
"That doesn't matter," snapped the Queen. "I'm the Queen! I can stop this anytime I desire, because I'm in charge!"
Angela's eyes narrowed still further. The Queen met her gaze and held it, holding back shivers from the intensity of Angela's gaze. All of a sudden, the angel relaxed and laughed lightly. "In charge, you say?" she said. Her tone was indulgent, as though she were humoring a young child. The Queen said nothing, only gazed at her defiantly.
Angela walked forward until she was just in front of the Queen. "Of course you're in charge," she said with a smile, and then she leaned down and kissed her full on the mouth. The Queen had never thought that the kiss of an angel would feel this good, but she pulled back anyway, tears swimming in her eyes.
"I-I can't," she sobbed. "I-I v-vowed Albert would be the only man I would ever k-kiss."
"But I'm not a man, your Majesty," said Angela in the voices of both Angela and Ash. "Except when you need a man." And then her voice switched back to Angela's only, no trace of Ash there. "I'm a woman when you need a woman. I'm a woman now, your Majesty."
Angela leaned in for another kiss, and this time the Queen surrendered. She tasted Heaven on an angel's lips.
This time it was Angela who withdrew. The Queen was too breathless to protest until Angela had left the room and closed the door behind her. It was only then that her royal Majesty rushed over to the door and flung it open, only to see that Angela was already gone. She called for her but she did not come.
The Queen was left alone with all thoughts of doubting the plan wiped away, and she no longer felt that she was in charge at all.