Prince [Hyena Hybrid Yan] has never had a crush on a guy before crossing paths with male Cafe worker darling so at first glance he treats his attraction to darling as an intense level of admiration and respect.
"Boss is such a chill dude- I've never met a regular human like 'im, as if anyone could compare. It's great to have someone I can really be myself around-"
"If you really respect the guy you should kiss him on the mouth."
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just spent 26 dollars at a fucking coffee shop jesus christ the coffee was ass also. and there was no room to study so i didnt even get anything done. 10oz unflavoured latte for almost 7 dollars im gonna kill you. pastry was good tho
you bring your friend to the cafe, watching closely as her chest grows bigger with each sip,,, tipping the cup up as she sips so she drinks more, her eyes glazing over with pleasure as she gulps it all down her throat, and her chest trembles and grows larger, and larger.
you feed her your drink, and her chest starts leaking, her eyes going unfocused as she lets out a whine. you move closer, feeding her the last of the drink as she messily gulps it down, before groaning as her chest starts to grow bigger, and bigger,,,
Sweaty palms. A nervous twitch muddying the conviction in his brazen smirk as your back faces him - blind to his struggles. This is so much harder than all those shitty romance flicks his boys suggested made it out to be- It's not like he's even confessing anything to you yet. The wound is still fresh and he needs to figure out where you stand before dousing himself in flames.
"Like.. guys?"
A sneaking peek over your shoulder stokes a fit of giddy airy laughter in the hyena. Prince clamps a hand over his mouth, welding his jaws closed as he steers his eyes towards the growing pile of dishes in your arms.
"Lemme start over-" Prince drops his hands from his mouth, tucking them into the pockets of his jeans. "I know you 'like' dudes considering we're buds and all, but I meant like... like-like guys."
"I know what you meant, Prince- Excuse me." Brushing past Prince, you carefully lower the mountain of dishes into the cart next to him. "It would've been nice if you waited till I got off to ask, but to answer your question; Yes, I do."
"Great." That's amazing, actually. The best news he's heard in years.
"I like everyone pretty much. Well, I'm attracted to whoever I'm attracted to, is what I'm getting at."
Prince gets that. He was only ever into girls before he met you, but then again he's never met anyone like you. Thoughtful, good looking, easy to talk to- People would die for a chance to date you, clearly evident by the waitlist lining months in advance.
"Boss likes everyone, huh...."
Doesn't that mean I have more people to compete with for his love?
The realization nails Prince like a bucket of ice water after a weekend with his college friends.
No...
"Boss..."
"Is everything alright, Ash?-"
Hearing the spike in his shrill whimpers, you instinctively reach your arms outward as he crumples against you. Caressing his ears as he whines into the crook of your neck, you hush him softly.
"Asher, what's wrong, boy? What's got my brave Prince feeling down?"
"I'm like an eight for a guy - thats like a four compared to a girl! Either wear a blindfold or you can't work here anymore!"
i think you have a bunch of submissive ocs and...how do i put this.......i could not top if my life depended on it and i kind of want to know how that would go over with your ocs, like, is that a dealbreaker for anyone?
wait. what am i even saying? they're yandere
*grabs Prince by the collar of his shirt*
"you're going to top me and you're going to fucking like it"
Prince is as submissive as they come, but he's also a people pleaser and desperate to do anything that'll make his boss happy so service top is something I could see in his future. Just don't be surprised if he asks you to play with his collar a lil' or for you to tell him if he's doing a good job or not. Or if he's louder than you despite being on top. He's a vocal guy especially in the bedroom and that noise is bump up when he finally has you to keep him company for the night, and hopefully ever
"Your wish is my command, Boss! Just - guide me a bit, if ya don't mind. Tell me what you like and I'll take it from there. Would hate to disappoint you, but knowing myself I'll do just fine."
<- That last bit is a complete lie - He is stressing the fuck out and trying to think about things to distract himself during because the sight of you beneath him would make him a totally mess. He's head over heels for you and just wants you to be proud of him so bad-
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Prince would make for a good henchmen all jokes aside- He wants you to be happy so bad he'll do anything for you and he's already committed his own list of crimes so what's the harm in racking up a few more for the person he loves and respect most?
Steal something? "On it, boss!"
Hurt someone? "Nobody gets my boss' bad side and gets away with it!"
Take a shower? "....But I took one like yesterday, Boss... :("
Hm... Cat hybrid would totally ask to do catnip off Reader's tits.
They definitely would- Reader's tits are the only support they need in life. Dragging my model cat boy, Saber, out of the closet - just imagining him crawling into his makeup room and onto his bodyguard's lap after a hectic photoshoot - pleading for the comfort only their fat tits and a little catnip can provide. Werewolf Bodyguard has already been established to do nearly anything as long as they're paid well enough so they're willing to let him have his fun. They'll be occupied with their phone and counting the weeks pay while catboy has his face buried in their chest - high off his ass.
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"Ugh.....what a day...If only I had something to take my mind off it all."
Waiting eyes stalk your position - soft fur tickling the inner flesh of your thighs as your boss fishes for your attention in the most obvious fashion imaginable. He taps the top buttons of your shirt with a claw, teasing his fingers through the gap. His lips pucker in a sad little pout as his tail continues to brush up and down your legs. You knew how much he hated to ask for things, but sometimes you'd wished he'd be more upfront with what he wanted - got you paid a whole lot faster and him whatever he desired within range.
"Get on with it."
"I knew you'd understand~"
Saber purrs - throwing kisses at your neck and collar as he reaches for the little baggie hidden beneath the couch cushions. He makes quick work of unbuttoning your shirt - tearing a few of them off in the process. You've got spares, but it's getting pretty hard to explain to others why you're wearing a different shirt after being alone with your employer for a couple hours. Saber sprinkles some of the grass on your chest, squishing your tits together with his hands as he pants his face between them, eagerly lapping at your skin with his tongue. His wrist fall into to your hands - a silent indicator to hold onto him as the catnip takes effect. Wouldn't want you to get scratched again. He swears he's sorry for the last time it happened, but you both know he relishes having that small claim on you.
Saber's purrs rumble against your skin as he bites, licks, and drools all over you. What was even the point of the catnip when he barely had a taste of it? He seemed more invested in everywhere but- testing the waters to see how long you'd humor him before he had to pull away. The couch was moderately comfortable and you didn't mind staying put for what's basically free money so there's really no harm in letting your boss unwind in the best way possible for as long as he wanted until you were off the clock.
Tired Bear Hybrid Darling and Unhinged Bee Hybrid Yan (Robbie my love. My angel. My-). Just a bear with a resting bitch face who is probably not so bad once you get to know them and their tiny protector who would have a criminal record - if they ever got caught for their crimes. Darling is challenged by random folks for a fight, but they really couldn't be bothered less and if there's anyone they should be afraid of it's the tiny menace who has broken the locks on their apartment for the fifth time this week.
Wait wait wait. Stoner Bear Hybrid Darling and Unhinged Bee Hybrid Yan who slides them infused honey to gain assess to their apartment without Darling call the cops again. (They don't anymore after the officer who came down last time laughed at them for being scared shitless of the bee they can easily throw out of a window.
It's the best of both worlds. Darling can even turn a blind eye to the screams of the last person to provoke them as their ankles are broken in three different ways.
God, I love Robbie.
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"Wanna fight? I saw you eyeing me from across the way."
Bear Hybrid Reader: Gonna stop you right there. First off, that's just how I look. Second, if you take one swing at me that little nightmare will stop at nothing to make you wish they had killed you.
[The stranger shoves Reader]
"Ha!- You think that's gonna scare me off?"
[Bear Hybrid Reader sighs, pulling their emergency supply of honey from their bag as a blur zooms by from the bushes - screams echoing as they turn their back accompanied by this loud crunch of bone]
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Robbie: Huuuuuney Bear~ The police came by my place again. Would you do your little bumble bee a favor and let me hide these brass knuckles in your closet again?
Bear Hybrid Reader: Got the goods?
[Robbie drops a bag full of several jars of honey in their arms]
