Multiple Characters x Reader Lemons

Burning Spice Cookie x Female Servant!Reader(Cookie Run Kingdom)

Y/N's POV

" Bored.....so bored. You there, do something entertaining." I heard my master, Burning Spice Cookie, say to a nearby servant. " Y-Yes Great One. W-What would you like me to do?" The servant asked out of fear. " I don't know! Just do something entertaining! Dance for me or something." He snapped. " Y-Yes, Great One." The servant said. They began dancing while Burning Spice watched. I just turned away and minded my own business. However, I soon heard a small yelp and turned to see that the servant had fallen over. " G-Great One, I'm sorry." They said. Burning Spice growled. " Nutmeg Tiger Cookie, take them to the dungeons. They will have to prove that they're worthy to be kept alive in my next hunt." He said. " Yes, Great One." Nutmeg Tiger Cookie said. She swiftly grabbed the servant and began dragging them away. 

" No please! I can do better! Please!" The servant begged. Burning Spice just laughed. He then turned to us, the other servants that were observing what happened. " What are you all looking at? Get back to work." He snapped. We quickly looked at each other and got back to work. My name is Y/N L/N. I'm a weaker spice cookie that serves Burning Spice Cookie. When I was just a child, Burning Spice destroyed my village and killed my parents. He rounded up us survivors and had his subordinates hunt us for sport. He joined in as well. After a full day of running for my life, I managed to survive. Ou of the forty of us that were hunted, there were only five survivors including myself. Burning Spice saw us as 'worthy' and made us into his personal servants. I thought that this was better than dying but I'd rather be dead than serve him. It's been over fifteen years since I became Burning Spice's servant. A lot of servants have come and gone but some of the ones I saw when I was a little girl still remain. 

I let out a sigh and wiped my forehead. " You okay Y/N?" One the the servants asked. " Yeah, just thinking." I said. " Thinking?" They asked. " Yeah. About tomorrow." I said. " Tomorrow? Oh right, it's your birthday." They said. I nodded. " Not like I'll be able to do anything to celebrate. Even if I did, birthdays haven't been the same without my parents. Nothing has been the same without them." I said as I moved to another part of the mural I was cleaning. But as i was walking, I ended up tripping over a nearby bucket and falling over. But since I tried to stop myself from falling by trying to grab the wall, I ended up scratching the mural. " Oh no." I said. I then heard Burning spice slam his fist on his throne. " You dare scratch my mural?!" He asked. he got up and made his way over to me. I could see the anger in his eyes. " G-Great One I-ack!" I tried saying. But he picked me up by my throat and started squeezing it. 

" How dare you scratch my mural! You clumsy little weaker spice!" He said. " G-Great One, it was an a-accident." I said. His grip on my throat tightened. the smell of spice engulfed the air. " Well then, let's hope this little accident doesn't result in your death tomorrow." He said. he threw me to the ground and signaled for Nutmeg Tiger Cookie. " Take her to the dungeon. She will be part of the hunt tomorrow." He said. My eyes widened in fear. " Yes, Great One." nutmeg Tiger Cookie said. She then dragged me away to the dungeon. Once we arrived, she tossed me in a cell and locked the door. " No, no, no." I said. I tried pushing open the door and breaking it but nothing worked. The last time I was in a cell like this was when he first took me away. The memories started coming back and I retreated to a dark corner. I started hyperventilating and having a panic attack. " Calm down, calm down. You've survived a hunt before and you can survive it again. Just breathe." I thought to myself. But that wasn't helping.