Royal Pain (Guzma X Reader)

Kneeling Down for Standing Up

🚫Mature and Sexual Actions Referenced Later in Chapter🚫

It was hard for you to get back to sleep after the situation you were just put in. You thought you were a slave to Guzma before, but now you really were.

You wiped his saliva off your face and neck and grabbed onto a stray pillow. You silently sobbed into it. You eventually cried yourself to sleep.

After a few hours, Guzma entered the room. He tried to stay quiet, not wanting to wake you. He then casually and quietly slipped onto the opposite side of the bed. You were a light sleeper, so you jolted up immediately and screamed into the darkness.

Guzma was so startled that he fell onto the floor, ass-first.

G: "DAMN! What the fuck?!" He yelled out in pain. He was rubbing his ass as he stood up.
"G-Guzma?! I didn't know it was you!" You said in a terrified voice, looking over the side of the bed where Guzma fell.
"Who else would it be, genius?" He started to climb back into the covers.
"....what....what are you doing?" You asked in a quiet voice.
"Getting in my bed to go to sleep. What's it to ya?"
"Uhhh...-"
"Listen, doll, I ain't gonna mess with ya. This bed is big enough to fit 3 of me. Just stay on your side and I'll stay on mine. K?"
"...ok."
"And don't fucking touch my balls." He rolled to where his back faced you.

The thought of someone like Guzma sleeping next to you..in the same bed...made you absolutely sick. However, you couldn't get sick. You were chained to the bed and the pure thought of Guzma's reaction to vomit in his bed made you shiver. You would surely die for real this time.

***The Next Morning***

You were completely straddling the pillow that you used to soak up your tears. Guzma was the first one awake and witnessed your adorable sleeping position. He also noticed that he had accidentally took all the covers, leaving you cold and slightly shivering. He forced himself out of bed and threw the covers back over you. This made you wake up, but you pretended to still be asleep. You slightly opened one eye to peek at what Guzma was doing.

You definitely regretted this after realizing that Guzma slept in black boxers and nothing else. Absolutely nothing else. You didn't notice last night since it was so dark. The realization made you felt...dirty. Why? Y'all didn't even do anything. I mean, yeah, he ate your face and neck, but nothing in the middle of the night. Thank Arceus.

You were pretty sure your face was as red a Voltorb compared to your usual pale skin coloring. You tried to casually nuzzle your face more into the pillow just in case Guzma caught a glance of your blush.

After Guzma finished getting dressed, he walked over to your side of the bed and grabbed the chain abruptly, sliding you down the bed towards him.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" You yelled out and immediately covered your mouth afterwords.
G: "Dirty mouth for a dirty princess huh? I like it." Guzma teased.

'Creep.'

Guzma started to unlock your chain.

"Are...are you letting me go?"
Guzma looked up from fiddling with the lock and then snorted.
G: "Ha! Yeah, so you can go eat breakfast. I don't want crumbs n' shit getting in my bed."

'Oh. Of course.'

You didn't want to admit that your hopes were let down once again. You'd think it would get easier to realize you have the worst luck imaginable.