#oguma x reader

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athletic s/o headcanons 🥺🥺😩

I’ve literally read the entire master list at least twice - that’s how godly your work is

A/N: Awww thank you ! This is very sweet, I’m glad you’re enjoying ! (Also I really need to update it sometime soon 😅)

Warnings: None. Reader is gender neutral.

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Louis:

Old Louis might have entertained your athletic side however after years of abusing his body and pushing himself to the limit to the point of pain, he’s pretty chill when it comes to athletics. He accepts his body for how it is now and isn’t so desperate as he used to be to bulk up and appear stronger than he naturally is. Thinks it’s great you enjoy athletics but doesn’t really participate or join you.

Legoshi:

- Likes doing activities together like taking hikes, doing light exercises together, etc but when he’s hardcore training in order to protect either you, himself, or anyone really, he prefers to leave you out of it. He needs to focus and doesn’t want to show you his more carnal side because he’s afraid it will scare you off. When he’s not training though, he’s not really one for exercising on his own, only joins you if you ask/ offer.

Juno:

Arguably the best partner for an athletic significant other! She loves spending time with you and to her, exercise is a great bonding activity. Could talk for hours during a hike or any moderate exercise. Her conversations are always very easygoing and interesting to the point you almost forget you two are exercising in the first place. For more intense workouts she’s very encouraging but not to the point of being obnoxious or annoying. Whenever you’re ready to stop she’s already halfway out the gym door, dragging you to the smoothie bar for a nice relaxing cool down.

Jack:

Means well and is very sweet but overall an annoying partner in terms of athletics. Very clingy nature so he always tags along whenever you go for a walk, hike, to the gym, etc. but he so painfully unequipped to keep up with you. He complains the whole time and keeps asking if you’re ready to go until you finally give in and leave with him (which is slightly manipulative on his part because he just annoys you until he gets what he wants.)

Collot:

Never really mentions exercise or any active hobbies in general so he surprises the hell out of you whenever you finally do invite him to go to the gym with you. In great shape, super fast, great stamina, and can lift almost triple his size but doesn’t brag about any of it. A great gym partner but you’re reluctant to brink him back because he gets a lot of attention and leaves with more phone numbers than you care for.

Bill:

Would be over the moon for a fellow athletic significant other but his competition spirit is overwhelming and turns him into an asshole. Pushes you way out of your comfort zone and makes the whole experience unenjoyable.

Gouhin:

Despite having an Adonis-level body, he’s doesn’t really workout actively. Does a couple of pushups and sit-ups before bed and boom, an instant 8-pack. His genetics definitely favored him.

Oguma:

Does an early morning run everyday to keep that Dad-bod in check and you’re always welcomed to join him. It’s not strainous at all, a quick 20 min run or walk and and he’s calling it a day. Looks great in a tracksuit by the way, fills it out perfectly.

Riz:

Doesn’t really need to workout because he gets his cardio in through other means (those means being you in the bedroom.) Has a soft strength to him, with most of his muscles being obscured by his plush outer layer.

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Can you do a jealous/possessive oguma or gouhin x reader? 🥺 pretty please?

Okay this was so nice so yes I can!

Warning: NSFW-ish themes (references sex)

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Gouhin:

- You’re HIS princess, okay? His babygirl, his buttercup, his snookims, whatever pet name you like as long as you remember you’re HIS.

- Gouhin usually doesn’t do relationships. Look at him, he’s gorgeous, a walking wet dream so if you manage to snag him off the market, he’s in it for the long-haul. This is a privilege, please don’t waste it.

- Gouhin has a tendency to overreact when he’s jealous because that’s his go-to defense mechanism for when he’s hurt. He can also get pretty mean. 9/10 will say things he doesn’t mean, accuses you of cheating on him, etc.

- Being a therapist, he recognizes this isn’t healthy behavior and he’s actually pushing you away but he can’t help himself when it comes to you. He’s never felt so strongly for someone else before, he’s not going to let anybody take you from him.

- Definitely the type to brawl with a guy over you, and yes he WILL beat him to a bloody pulp if need be. Gouhin will give the guy a chance to walk away from the fight and leave you both alone but if he doesn’t then Gouhin can’t be held accountable for his actions.

- As for you, you’re going to be riding him for hours to make it up to him. Your legs might be sore and your thighs aching but it’d be in your best interest to just take your punishment as is. You do not want him to get on top and start fucking you, it’ll be rough, overstimulating and you won’t be able to walk the next day. Do NOT try to suck him off when he’s angry, he’ll fuck your throat raw.

- He’s incredibly stubborn yet he still craves you in every way possible so don’t think the silent treatment is gonna work on him or ignoring him. He will throw you over his knee and spank you until you’re ready to stop being a brat.

- Overall, his jealousy is pretty sexy at first but be careful because while you may be enjoying the rough, possessive sex, his feelings are actually being hurt in the process, which can end up effectiving the relationship negatively.

Oguma:

- His jealousy is much harder to clock. He’s extremely level-headed and mature, he’s not even the jealous type actually. But even he has his limits.

- He’s not the type to get jealous of another man making a move on you or even coming on to you. What does make him jealous is if you’re receptive to it. Gestures like touching another mans arm, laughing a little too loudly at his jokes, flashing him that brilliant smile and batting your alluring eyes; these are the type of actions that make Oguma’s blood boil.

- He won’t cause a scene though. He’ll approach you as if nothings wrong and simply say it’s time to go. If the lug vying for your attention has a problem with that, then Oguma’s bodyguards are happy to take care of him.

- He gives you the silent treatment the whole way home, his own way of licking his wounds. The silent treatment continues until finally by the end of the night your asking him what’s wrong and begging him to talk to you.

- “If you wish to pursue other men, I won’t stop you but I will not tolerate unfaithfulness.”

- Oh yeah he’s pissed. And unlike Gouhin, who can be cuddled or fucked into forgiving you, Oguma is interested in neither. Depending on how betrayed he feels, he won’t even be able to stand the sight of you.

- The best plan of action when it comes to him is to sit down and have a mature conversation. Let him know you have eyes for no one but him, assure him that he doesn’t have to worry about you leaving him, and that you won’t make the mistake of accidentally flirting again. Oguma would accept but he’d still need a little bit of time to cool off (probably a couple of hours) to really get over himself.

- The sex would be more passionate after that. As cold as Oguma can seem at times, even he has his moments when he really wants to feel loved so he’ll make sure to take his time, letting you know that every inch of your body is his and his alone.

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NSFW Prompts #6

Pairing: Oguma x Reader

Warnings: NSFW 18+

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“Forty-seven” Whack....

“F-forty-eight” Whack...

“F-f-f...”

“Breathe, Y/N. Deep Breaths,” Oguma stroked your sore, raw thighs. His hands were traveling dangerously close to your weeping entrance but he restrained himself.

“Forty-Nine,” you said as soon as you’d taken a deep breath. You were so close to being done, you refused to stop now.

As Oguma delivered the final blow and you counted it off, you felt a somewhat burst of elation at the fact you had made it through the entire spanking. Oguma was a peculiar character. No matter how badly he wanted to touch you, use you, be inside you, he always made you earn it first.

“How are you feeling? Be honest,” Oguma asked as stoic as ever.

"Like I'm gonna have to call in to work, just because of how bad my ass hurts after that." You giggled, bristling as he brought his hand down to gently rub your abused cheeks.

“You handled that well, even after I doubled your count,” Oguma inhaled softly as he slid your completely drenched panties down. You were currently bent over his enormous desk in his office.

“Thank you, Sir.” You purred, wishing he would go ahead and fuck you already.

“Do you think you can handle my cock?” Usually Oguma would stuff you with his fingers first, making sure you were nice and stretched before he granted you his considerably large length. He must be more hot and bothered than he let on.

“Of course, Sir. I’m always ready for your cock.” You mewled, presenting yourself to him fully. Oguma didn’t wast a second, sliding into your dripping entrance with ease.

“You’re more desperate than I thought, this won’t take long,” he groaned, his grip on your ass tightening.

“Yes, sir,” you sighed in content at the sensation of finally feeling full.

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Smutty Prompts #8

Pairing: Oguma x Reader

Warning: NSFW +18

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“Like this, Daddy?” You asked, releasing his cock from your mouth as you looked up at the man before you. He had you on your knees, his hands tangled tight in your fur.

“That’s it baby, you’re doing great.” Oguma grunted, pushing your head forward so that you could once again swollow his cock.

He should be disgusted in himself. This is wrong in every sense of the word. You were his son’s girlfriend, his son’s innocent little girlfriend that was less than half his age. And here he was defiling you in the middle of his kitchen.

Even your reason for being here in the first place was one born of good intentions. You had noticed Louis had been quite busy lately, much too busy to visit his father, so you took it upon yourself to come visit the elder Deer in lieu of his own son. You’d even brought him a fruit basket and offered to make some tea, which brought the two of you to his kitchen. His kitchen with a giant window, where the sunlight hit your fur just right and before he knew it, the two of you were in this position.

You’d commented that he looked like Hell, asked if he there was anything you could do to help. He chuckled that what he needed, you couldn’t provide. He had never intended for you to take it as a challenge.

“Fu-, slow down, baby,” Oguma was trying his hardest to retain some of your dignity by not having you suffer through the humiliation of his release but you were making that extremely hard.

“Why? Don’t you want to cum down my throat?” You asked innocently, looking up at him with those big pouty eyes.

“I, uh, of course I want to, but we really shouldn’t- ugh!” You had put him back into your mouth with a renewed vigor that made Oguma’s head swirl. How did you get so good at this? He shuddered at the thought.

Your mouth was just so warm and so tight and so wet. Oguma was barely holding on but then you started moaning below him. He looked down to see you had taken one hand and started playing with yourself under your skirt. That was all Oguma needed to push him over his threshold. He ejaculated down your throat, painting your mouth with his thick white ropes. You swollowed every drop then peppered open mouthed kisses along his hypersensitive shaft.

“Feeling better, Daddy?” You asked, standing up. Oguma nodded slowly, tucking himself back into his pants.

“Great, now how about that tea?” You turned around, shifting your focus back to the teapot when you felt two arms slink around you waist, Oguma’s hands replacing where your own had been just minutes prior.

Oguma swirled his fingers around your engorged clit, your arousal quickly soaking his hand.

“I think you could use a little assistance of your own first,” he growled in your ear.

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Spanking Headcanons (NSFW 18+)

A/N: Just something that randomly came to mind. Also I’ve seen the many heartwarming messages you all have sent as well as the requests and I can’t promise when I’ll get to the requests but I’ll try to be better about answering messages! 😭 Thank you all for being so patient with me, I hardly really use tumblr anymore so sometimes I forget to check on this blog and asks start to pile up but I still see them and they make me go 🥺🥺😭😭🥰🥰🥰

Pairing: Louis x Reader, Legoshi x Reader, Riz x Reader, Juno x Reader, Oguma x Reader

Reader is Gender Neutral!

Warning: Smut, NSFW 18+. Consensual Spanking, etc.

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Louis:

- So it’s well known that Louis can be a bit sporadic at times, especially when it comes to his mood. Sometimes things do get him irrationally angry and though he’d never hit you, he does use spanking as a form of communication when he’s upset with you.

- Sits in his large armchair, pinching the bridge of his nose as he calls you over. Pats his thighs and you already know where this is heading, assuming the position.

- His spanks start off moderate, even a little stiff. Small sting, while he finds his words, telling you how you’ve upset him, how your disobedience drove him to this. You bite your lip and remain silent except for short responses (can’t see this Louis as the type to be comfortable with you calling him ‘sir’ or ‘daddy’, so just a direct ‘yes’, ‘no’ etc. is fine with him.), trying to hide your anticipation of what’s next to come and the arousal bubbling in the lower pit of your abdomen.

- Once he’s said everything he has to say, then that’s when his hands begin to.... wander.

- His hand dips between your thighs and he feels how aroused you are instantly. His other hand is under your shirt, slowly rolling your sensitive nipple between his fingers, just enough to pebble them but not enough pressure to really get you off.

- He’ll have you trembling in his laps between spanks of increasing ferocity until he feels you’re wound up enough and then he just... stops.

- “That’s enough, you’re dismissed,” his own voice is strained and you can tell from the hard member pressing into your stomach that you aren’t the only one depraved.

- But when he stops, that’s when the real ‘punishment’ begins. Leaves you unbelievably horny and doesn’t fuck you until he feels you truly deserve it (usually the next day, his resolve isn’t that strong.)

Legoshi:

- Only spanks you because you like it. Found out you liked it by surprise. He was coming up behind you in the kitchen of your shared apartment (established couple AU) and landed a quick smack to your ass while he was half asleep. The half-gasp, half-moan you let out right after had him at full attention immediately.

- Will land a random smack on your ass while the two of you are cuddled up watching TV because he likes the way you jump slightly then snuggle into him more.

- Will also take full advantage of the access he has when you ride him and alternates between heavy taps to gripping your cheeks between his huge hands.

- He mostly does it to get your attention or, in the case of sex, for you to keep your eyes on him. Would never slap your ass hard enough to hurt but he is enamored by the response it garners from you and likes to explore that.

Riz:

- Shows your ass zero mercy.

- He’s naturally an ass man so he’s always on yours in some shape or form, whether that’s making you sit in his lap, massaging it while you lounge on top of him, or grinding into it in the early hours of the morning with his sleepy erection.

- Has a thing for the 69 position because he loves being about to finger you with your ass right in his face. Sometimes will even refuse to let you go down on him because he wants your full attention on the pleasure he’s giving you.

- Doesn’t spank for punishment unless you’re being completely unreasonable, and even then he only uses it as an excuse to get you over his lap because a few smacks in, he’s going straight to pleasuring you, seeing how many times he can get you off before you’re apologizing and begging him to stop.

- However, the few slaps he does get in HURT. He’s quite heavy handed and doesn’t know his own strength sometimes. You really have to tell him to slow down sometimes because he’s not always aware of it.

Juno:

- Completely into spanking when it comes to role play.

- Juno is a very thorough actress and she loves applying her skills to the bedroom. Naughty schoolgirl, sexy nurse, horny police officer, naive princess, you name it, you two have tried it in the bedroom.

- Juno is usually the one being spanked because she’s much better at staying in character and carrying the scene than you are however that doesn’t mean she doesn’t make you work for it. She’s pretty strong naturally so her pain tolerance is out of this world and she really likes you to push limits.

- That being said, she’s always up for being versatile and turning you into a blabbering mess over her knee. However, she’s so naturally good at doming that she always usually makes quick work of you. Though you don’t last long, she doesn’t mind. She’s more excited for the aftercare anyway!

Oguma:

- The King of Spanking. Something about this man just exudes power and he carries that same aura into the bedroom (or any place you two do it.)

- Very much the ‘stop and fuck you here right here, right now’ type. The two of you are in the kitchen? He’s pushing you against the counter, kicking your legs apart, and smacking your ass for you to take off your clothes. At a public venue? He’s dragging you to the nearest bathroom and fucking you within an inch of your life. But his favorite way to put you in your place is in his office.

- Will (dramatically) sweep everything off his desk and bend you over the cold mahogany wood, your ass exposed to him and gently brushing against his sizable erection.

- “Don’t think you can sweet talk your way out of this one.” Spanks you methodically just between the point of pain and pleasure. Makes you count each slap. Fingers your entrance mercilessly between spanks to rile you up but eventually allows you to cum.

- Once you’re all fucked out on his desk, he lifts you up and flips you over on your back. His member is hard as ever and leaking precum untouched. Proceeds to fuck you so profoundly, he nearly breaks his desk. Again.

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Pretenses Part 2 (Louis x Reader)

Summary: Part 2. Louis is a spoiled prince and you are a clumsy maid. Prince! Louis x Canine! Dog! Reader.

Part One

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The next time you woke up there was sunlight streaming through the room. Great, now not only had you failed to ever return to the kitchen for your nightly duties of helping cook for the Carnivore staff, but you’d also missed reporting to your regular morning kitchen duties at dawn.

You sat up in the Prince’s plush bed and stretched. Never in your life had you slept on such finery, it almost felt wrong to sleep on such a soft surface.

“Finally awake, sleeping beauty,” Prince Louis sighed and your head instantly snapped in his direction. He was already dressed and ready for the day despite not sleeping in his own bed which was currently occupied by you.

“Here, you’ll be needing this,” Louis shoved a folded fabric towards you which you realized was a new maid uniform. You suddenly remembered that he had ripped your own and grasped the luxurious sheets in an attempt to cover yourself.

“Don’t flatter yourself, Dog, I have better things to do with my time than leer at a lowly maid. Now get dressed and get out,” Louis snapped before storming out of the room.

You immediately switched into the uniform he gave you and scurried out of his chambers.

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Things changed after that. At first it had seemed he was actually done with his torment of you. There were no more useless, unnecessary trips back and forth from the kitchen, his guard he had follow you around to watch you had relaxed his hold, and he eased up on his demand of petty, time-consuming requests. It was almost like you had a regular job again. Almost.

You still had to go through his grating beratement day in and day out, one act of kindness hadn’t changed how he viewed you or your species and he wanted to make sure you knew that.

He also still required you to stand next to him while he ate his food, just in case he needed something or wanted to make another revision.

Which I where you found yourself today. He was eating in the east wing drawing room in front of its giant windows. The sun flooded the room and you could see the entire front grounds from here. You could even see where you used to work, the cobblestone entryway being scrubbed tirelessly by your fellow domestic canines.

“Grateful you’re not with them?” Louis asked in a condescending tone when he noticed where your line of vision focused.

“I-” your response was interrupted by a loud growl emitted from your stomach. The Prince’s ears perked at the sound.

“Bring me another lunch exactly like mine, don’t make me have to tell you twice,” Louis growled and you knew better than to disobey.

You returned with tray in hand and presented it to him as you usually would.

“Great, now eat it,” Louis said without even looking at you.

“My liege, I’m not supposed t-“”

“Do you ever just shut up?! You’re not even using the word right, you imbecile! That’s not the proper way to address the crowned Prince of this kingdom! Now I gave you an order, you’d do well to see it through!” Louis snapped and you physically shrank back at his verbal assault. No one could make you feel worthless quite like Prince Louis, he was an expert in that field.

You sat quietly and ate without another word, not even looking in the Prince’s direction. He was obviously very temperamental today and there was only so much you verbal abuse you could take in a day.

Once you were done picking at the food, you stopped and stared at the ground. Louis noticed and cleared his throat.

“You’re dismissed, now clean this up and get out of my sight.”

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It was harvest time in the kingdom which meant the castle would be harboring fellow royal guests from neighboring kingdoms to display their wealth and abundance as well as harbor good relations. This meant that with more guests to abide by, more mouths to feed came with it which effectively doubled the work of the kitchen staff.

Your only reprieve was that during this time, the Prince was required to take all his meals in the dining hall with the King and his guests. You’d been free of his cruelty for over a week now and despite Stallworth running you into the ground in the kitchen, you were still thankful. You’d take physical exhaustion over verbal beratement any day.

“You seem a little too eager today, Pup. You can’t be that happy to be back,” One of the Gazelles spoke suddenly as you were happily kneading a glob of dough.

“Probably just thankful she doesn’t have to wait on the Prince hand and foot anymore,” another one said in reply. Even when they were taking about you, the Gazelles tended to just talk over you to each other seeing as you were the runt of the kitchen heightwise. You didn’t mind, after the initial hostilities of the kitchen wore off, you found it quite easy to get along with your new coworkers. Most of them weren’t too bright and could talk on and on about nonsense all day which actually made it easier for you to stay quiet and blend in. As much as you could anyway.

“I don’t see the problem in that, I’d wait on him any time any place anywhere,” The other Gazelle swooned. Prince Louis was extremely popular amongst the Herbivore staff.

“Sheesh you obviously haven’t met him, I heard he can be a real pain in the ass,” a third one scoffed.

“He could be a pain in my ass anyti-“

“Get back to work! And Y/N why are you still here?!” Stallworth said entering the station you and the other group of Gazelles were currently occupying.

“M-ma’am? I was completing the task that was written on my chart?” You checked your task chart every morning diligently and followed it to the letter.

“Clearly you haven’t checked in the last hour, there’s been a change in staff duty. You’re on the serving crew now,” Stallworth gruffed which only furthered your confusion.

“B-but ma’am I don’t know how to serve?”

“Well I hope you’re a quick learner. Lunch starts in twenty minutes,”

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You had half a mind as to where that mysterious change in staff order had come from as you found yourself lining the walls with the other serving staff in the royal dining hall, conveniently located right across from Prince Louis. It was as if that man lived to torture you and this was just another new concoction of his to achieve that goal.

You were clumsy and had a poor sense of equilibrium by nature, as was the fate of a dog, but having his eyes glued to you waiting for you to make a mistake only served to double your nerves, a fact you were sure he was well aware of.

To make matters worse, you were shaking like a leaf the entire time. You squeezed your hands together in little fists to try and calm the shaking only for the Gazelle next to you to nudge you. Her gaze lowered to your hands and you immediately knew what she meant and let them fall by your side limply. You were still a Carnivore, you couldn’t be seen showing signs of aggression, even if that was not your intention.

You hated it here.

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Louis was angry. That was an understatement considering he was always angry. But this anger was different. This anger was more of a resentment than anything else. That resentment geared towards his father of course.

He had noticed upon entering the dining hall for supper that you weren’t there in your usually position. He scanned the entire room but there was no sign of you. He turned to see his father watching him, a knowing look in his eyes. He was responsible.

After dinner he had caught Louis on his way out, walking beside him in what would seem a natural exchange between father and son. Louis knew any exchange between him and Oguma was anything but normal.

“Missed your entertainment during dinner,” Oguma mentioned offhandedly. Louis felt his blood run cold.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,”

“Really? I thought she’d be hard to miss, seeing as she’s the only Carnivore in this entire wing of the castle.”

“I hadn’t noticed,” Louis said in a bored tone. King Oguma was the last person he wanted to have this conversation with, or any conversation for that manner.

“Don’t play coy, I spoke with Peak. I know you put her there.” Oguma said sternly as the two of them reached the end of the corridor.

“What’s your point, father?” Louis asked ready to make his exit in any direction that was the opposite of the King.

“You allot more attention to her impending failure and pathetic nature than you do our own dinner guests. I was unaware I raised such a cruel child but your torment of that poor creature ends today. I sent her back to her regular duties permanently.” Louis felt his blood boil at his father’s words. How dare he meddle in his affairs?

“As you wish. I’m sure there are much more interesting forms of entertainment among the castle. One beautiful royal guest in particular.” Louis contended bidding his adieu. He was alluding to the daughter of a visiting Duke. She was a couple years older than Louis but the Duke was not above championing her off if it secured his favor with the Royals. Louis could not be more disinterested. There was only one animal that held his attention and that was a certain disoriented maid.

This may be the end of your dining servitude but Louis was far from through with you.

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You were currently bustling down the corridor on your way to the gardens to retrieve fresh herbs. They had failed to bring the morning rations from their harvest and of course if there was anybody in that kitchen they would send all the way across the palace for a few hunks of scented leaves, it was you. The kitchen didn’t even actually need it, they had enough spices to hold them for weeks but life seemed set to punish you in one way or another.

Though grateful to be back in your normal position in the kitchen, having been evicted from your dining position so suddenly by Madam Peak herself (especially after she had just been the one to assign you) was a bit of an embarrassment, one that Stallworth did not take lightly. She saw it as you weren’t working hard enough and decided to double down on her discipline of you.

It won’t be an easy job, you’ll do all of the grunt work and you will not be treated as an equal.

What she said to you upon your first meeting still echoed in your mind. She has meant every single word.

You rounded a corner a little too quickly and almost ran right into none other than the Prince himself. Luck really was not on your side today.

“Oh, it’s just you, Dog,” Louis sneered, his eyes still wide from the shock of the almost collision. Like a deer caught in-

“You look as horrible as ever,” he said appraising you. You were way too tired tired to feed him new material to beguile you on so you merely bowed and then made to go around him.

“And where do you think you’re going?” Louis grabbed your arm and easily spun you around but one look at the utter exhaustion in your eyes seemed to say it all.

“I see... Follow me,” the Prince commanded as he started walking, not waiting to see if you were behind him. You trailed after him wordlessly. Though you were already under orders from the kitchen, he was still a royal and his authority outweighed theirs ten to none.

The two of you arrived to his chambers and he only stopped walking once he reached his bedroom. He turned to you and the same as last time grabbed your waist, lifting you onto his bed to place you at its center.

“M-my liege I-”

“Didn’t I tell you to stop using that,” Louis grumbled as he grabbed your ankle to take of your shoe, then proceeded to take off the other.

“My Prince-”

“Shhhh, enough with the formalities. Or speaking in general. Just go to sleep before you pass out again.” He drew the covers back and held them open for you. You stared at him as if he’d lost his mind.

“I can’t-”

“I won’t tell you again. I gave you an order, Y/N. Follow it.” Louis said sternly. You hesitantly obey as he tucked you into his bed. And he was calling you by your actual name? This had to be some sort of trick, even that basic level of respect towards Carnivores was beneath Louis. Why would he ever respect a group of animals he deemed the scum of the earth.

The moment your head hit the pillow, you were out like a light.

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Louis watched your chest rise and fall in rhythm as the glow of the evening sun illuminated your fur. You looked just as beautiful today as you did any other day and yet it was a sight he never grew tired of.

Your sleeping in his chambers during the day had become a regular occurrence over the past couple of weeks. There wasn’t much Louis could do in terms of apology (at least not much he could do that wouldn’t draw attention) for how he’d been treating you but he could allow you at least a small portion of all the rest and recuperation he’d stolen from you over the past months.

You began to stretch and yawn, your leg twitching vigorously as your tail wagged in tandem. This little stretch of yours was the marker than you were waking up so Louis did as he always wouldn’t this time: turn in his chair and open his book to a random page while pretending like he hadn’t been gazing at you for hours.

“Good Afternoon, my Prince,” you hummed happily as you rose from his bed. Louis felt his stomach do somersaults at the term. It was what you always called him but hearing it fall from your lips in such a soft and tender way, as if the two of you were lovers and you’d just woken up in his arms- no. Louis immediately pushed such thoughts from his mind, there was no sense in daydreaming about such foolishness.

“Is it? It’s nearly dinner time. You overslept,” Louis said in a bored tone. Of course you had overslept, you were tired all the time and he had selfishly refused to wake you simply to get an extra bit of time to look at you. Risking getting you in trouble to fuel his own ridiculous fantasies, how pathetic of him.

“Oh no,” you scurried out of his bed and rushed to the door, peaking your head out to make sure no one was out there to see you leaving. You then slinked away like a theif in the night yet he hated to admit the only thing you’d succeeded in stealing was his begrudged affection and a few extra hours of sleep.

Louis sighed as he watched the place on his bed where you had been sleeping peacefully not even ten minutes prior. You had snuck away as if you had never even been here in the first place. Most maids he had taken to his bed to use for his own whimsical pleasure would stroll out of his chambers with pride and arrogance, too stupid to even realize they’d been used for their virtues and thrown away. But not you.

You found yourself in his bed for a completely innocent and inane reason: a nap, nothing more nothing less. Oh if given the chance, Louis would ravish you in bed. There wasn’t an inch of your body he wouldn’t utterly worship and adore.

He thought back to the day you’d fainted in his study. How he had to carry you to his chambers, so light and fragile in his arms. The exact opposite of everything he thought Carnivores to be.

He had never really harnessed a true hatred for Carnivores. Sure he loved to treat them as if they were simply dumb by nature but he knew the truth. They weren’t allowed the same quality of education in this Kingdom but they held the same capacity for intelligence as a Herbivore or Omnivore. The same could not be said for Herbivores and their capacity for strength. If given the chance, Carnivores could be just as intellectual as Herbivores all the while maintaining physical dominance. But that simply wasn’t the system put into place and with the way the Kingdom was run now, the powers at be would see to it that it never would.

Even Herbivores as strong and revered as his own kind, who possessed towering statutes and muscular builds, were no match for a determined group of intellectual Carnivores. So the Kingdom minimized their education as much as they could without infringing on their animal rights then set them off to work at an early age.

Louis’ mind once again circled back to you. You were the same age as him yet you had been working for years and he had never so much as picked up a broom. Even if he wasn’t royalty, he would still be pursuing a higher education at this age, not working himself to the bone like you did. It was a horridly inequal system and despite the guilt that subconsciously nipped at him, he doubted there was much he could do to change it when he inevitably became King. As domineering as his father was, even his power as King had its limits. His council had the final say in every decision and they were the last set of people anyone would want to have as an enemy.

“E-excuse me, my lord,” you voice rang through the room shaking Louis from his thoughts. You were standing in front of the door with a tray in your hand.

“I noticed you were missing your regular scheduled dinner so I thought I’d bring it to you, in case you were hungry, sire,” you said approaching him. Your concentration, as always, was focused on the tray at hand to ensure you didn’t drop it. You missed the slack jawed, lovestruck expression of the Prince before you.

“You...,” Louis’s voice trailed off as he watched you set down the tray on a small end table next to where he had dragged his chair.

“You’re still not using that word right.” Louis said turning from you. He felt his fur bristle at the kind act and his heart was nearly beating out of his chest.

“My apologies,” you bowed, turning to take your exit permanently this time.

“Wait,” Louis stood, regretting it immediately. Why was he standing? He tried to brush off his awkwardness and return to his normal curt behavior.

“Your presence is required in my study. 2 a.m. sharp.” Louis said it as an order when in reality he could feel his stomach in his throat.

“B-but I have.... other duties at that time, your highness. There is a nightly maid staff should you need anything, sire,” Your held a certain kind of fear in your eyesthat struck a nerve in Louis. Were you afraid of him? Or of missing those repugnant ‘duties.’

“This was not a subject up for discussion nor debate. You’re dismissed,” Louis watched your shoulders fall as you slunk out of his chambers.

His eyes then fell on the tray you had brought him containing his dinner. The act had been so genuine, and so very much like you. His heart fluttered at the thought of you doing something like this special for him and him alone but he knew that notion was as far off as could be. You were a simple maid just trying to do her job and he selfishly took advantage of that. You already were forced to spend an ungodly amount of time in his presence during the day and now he wanted to consume your off duty time as well.

Technically, you were never actually ‘off-duty’ as a maid of the castle however there were scheduled shifts for the staff for a reason. They were put into place so certain lines wouldn’t be crossed but Louis could honestly give less of s damn about those lines. He had already trampled over them, restricting himself from you now was pointless. There was a small part of him that wondered if he even could stay away from you. It seemed as if the more he surrounded himself with you, the more he craved you. There was something about you that drew him in more and more each time and he could hardly find the strength to fight it anymore.

He was falling headlong into his obsession with you and couldn’t find it in himself to care.