|| fonnie

one

triggers: non-con, panic attack, slavery
word count: 1000

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the red haired man ran a hand over his slicked down, small pony tail, the tips of his fingers grazing where his head was shaved on the side. his assistant, ( not slave, hes from a different country and isn't aware that slavery is a thing here. ) opened the door of his limo for him and he swung his feet out, standing and ignoring the droves of people taking pictures, asking questions, and shouting 'marry me!' as he let his body guards keep them back while he made it to the door. it was incredibly calmer inside, the lights dimmed, waiters and waitresses wearing dresses and blazers. he straightened his dark burgundy sweater vest and continued walking to the front desk.
"banks."
he said, as the waitress looked up his name for the reservation even though they both knew foxy banks would get his way with or without one. "vip platinum room." the blond haired woman smiled politely, holding out a small card he would turn in to a bouncer to be let into the platinum dining area, which was only one long table. he wished he could just enjoy this, but of course he was here on a business trip, some upcoming car company trying to sell to him. he walked briskly up a few stairs and down a hall, his guards flanking him. there was a bouncer at the door wearing black tinted sunglasses, who liked like she could even crush the yellow eyed man's body guards. he was at least a little surprised, not every day you see a female bouncer. there looked to be something wrong with her jaw, not to mention a visible scary carving the shape of a wide mouthed smile on her cheeks. without flinching foxy held out his card, which the bouncer took, stepping aside and opening the door for him. he walked in, sliding in at the head of the table. a few moments later the young car company couple, whom where named janice and david arrived, a few assistants and workers filling in the table around him. he messed with his black tie for a minute, before straightening up and not bothering to smile, he never did.
"so you two obviously called me out here for a reason, not just to sit there and gawk at me? or-"
he was cut off as the waiter, a man with pink hair and frosted tips, walked in, and foxy's heart nearly stopped when he saw the neko trailing timidly behind the pink haired man, his head bowed and eyes fixed on the ground, bunny ears sheilding his face as if he would rather be anywhere else. he was confused as the people around the table with him got twisted smiles. after taking drink orders the man left, casting a sympathetic look at the neko before closing the door behind him. foxy was confused when david beckoned the small man (who was very short) over, unbuttoning his pants. foxy soon understood, about the fucking scream when the drink orders came back, the pink haired man moving around the table to set them down. by the time all the drinks where passed out david was forcing himself down the neko's throat while the poor thing gasped for air, clear that he was crying and his eyes weren't just watering. once the waiter had left, foxy stood up, his chair almost falling back behind him, schreeching in protest against the floor. "you're fucking disgusting!" foxy shouted, making his way to the other side of the table, coming after david. he never was one to control himself. the bunny fell back on the ground away from david, coughing and gasping for air, apologizing profusely, assuming that foxy was talking to him. foxy stared at the small man for a minute, before turning his gaze back to david and punching him with all his force. a deafening crack and twisted beyond repair nose followed as david cried out in pain. "get the /fuck/ out. the deal is off!" he nearly screamed, all of the car company employees skippering out of the room. janice slung david's arm around her shoulder, helping him stumble out of the room. after a few minutes of panting, foxy turned to his body guards, a not so common pleading look in his eye. they seemed to get the idea, heading outside to stand with the bouncer, leaving bonnie and foxy alone. foxy slowly made his way over the the small man with purple ears, who was shaking. the man whimpered, his head hanging and ears framing his face as usual. "i'm sorry. i- i'll do better i promise. i'm s-... s- i'm sorry-" he stammered, tears still streaming his young face as he quivered in fear. he sat down on the carpeted floor next to the neko, reaching out a hand and rubbing his shoulder gently, causing the neko to flinch away, before confusion filled him. this was not how things where supposed to be. the red haired man was acting like bonnie matter. everything about this felt wrong, but it felt nice. "it's okay." the taller man whispered quietly, slowly and slowly scooting closer.
"pl-please d-don't- i mean- i- i'm sorry- i shouldn't t-tell you what t-to do. p-lease let me m-make it up to y-you." the man begged quietly, unsure what came next, as this had never happened before. slowly and carefully, foxy pulled bonnie into his arms, wrapping him up in a protective hug. without thinking the neko just cried into the crook of the man's neck, curling into him weakly, shaking with fear, confusion, and embarassment. only as the small man with purple ears started to calm down did he realize foxy was whispering comfortingly, things like,
"he's gone now."
"i won't hurt you."
"it's okay."
"he's gone now."
and most of all;
"no one will hurt you anymore. i promise."
and that was enough to help bonnie stop tremmoring and trembling violently.