Royal Pain (Guzma X Reader)

Prince Charming

A couple days went by after your incident with Guzma. You tried so hard not to get on his bad side. On occasion, he would grab your ass or kiss your neck when he was feeling frisky, but he kept his word for only punishing you if you fucked up. It was driving him crazy that you weren't.

Guzma was bringing you down the hall to the bathroom for your usual bathroom break. He stood outside the door just in case you tried to run. 

Inside, you turned the light on and immediately had a hand cup your mouth shut. You were startled, but quickly realized it was Grunt B (male) again. He let go of your mouth and put a "shhh" finger up to his own.

"Grunt, what are you doing in here?" You whispered.
Grunt B: "I...I had to see ya, Maisie. I was worried about ya and shit."

'He...was worried about me?'

"Oh. That's really nice of you. I'm alright, I guess."
B: "That dude's an asshole. I heard about what he did to you...it...it was my fault that happened. I'm gonna get you out of here, ok?"

Your cheeks flushed a bright red.

"B, he will kill you! Why would you attempt that kind of suicide?!" He pushed his finger to your lips. You were starting to raise your voice accidentally.
B: "Maisie, I..I care about ya. You're a good girl, unlike the other girls here. You deserve better."

That sentence. That last sentence. It hit home for you. You always told yourself this sentence. In Kalos, in Po Town, and with Guzma. You deserved better. Your emotions started to take over your body and soon you realized you were in the middle of a passionate kiss with Grunt B.

Guzma outside of the door: "HURRY UP! I'm getting angry...*smirks*"

Guzma has been waiting for you to piss him off like this.

You quickly pull yourself away from Grunt B and look up at him worried.

Grunt B: "Don't worry, I'm goinna save ya." He kissed your forehead and hid behind the shower curtain so you could leave.

"Wait...can you tell me your actual name?"
He started to say something, but Guzma started pounding on the door. You quickly went to open it.

G: "Finally. What? Did you fucking fall in or something?"
"N-no." You had guilt all over your face, but luckily Guzma was a dense enough person not to notice.

G: "Whatever, get upstairs. Now."
"Yes, Guzma."

*A Few Hours Later*

You had just about picked all the nails off your fingertips in anticipation for Grunt B to come save you.

'How the hell is he even going to accomplish this? C'mon now, Guzma will kill him before he even sets foot in here. Don't get your hopes up Maisie. Don't you fucking do it.'

Guzma looked up from his laptop at the nervous figure in his bed. You were now dripping in sweat. Yeah, it had always been hot in there with your sweatshirt, but you were sweating more than usual; enough for Guzma to notice.

G: "The fucks wrong with you? Ya gettin' my fucking bed all nasty an' shit. Quit it." He then resumed scrolling on his laptop.

'Yeah, let me just stop sweating. Fucking genius.'

It was starting to get dark out and you worried that Grunt B wasn't going to stay true to his word. However, he didn't say when he was going to save you. You just hoped it would be as soon as possible.

Guzma slammed his laptop shut, snapping you out of your thoughts. It made you jump.

G: "Looks like ya got a lot on ya mind, princess." He smirked and swaggered towards you.
"Um..no. No I don't. I'm just..uh."
"S'ok to have things on ya mind." He began twirling your hair. He had a malicious look in his eyes and you averted your eyes elsewhere.