War for the planet of the Apes Caesar x reader (lemon/smut)

Bound By Steel

You never thought you would adjust to your new life so well. After all, it wasn't every day one found themselves living with a troop of hundreds of chimpanzees, bonobos, orangutans, and gorillas. But that's what you were doing, and it was going surprisingly well.

It had its ups and downs. The trek across the Great Basin had been brutal, and if the ape exodus hadn't scavenged ghost towns along the way, you might not have made it at all. But you had all arrived at what used to be the Great Basin National Park – a lush paradise that would provide the apes with nearly all they needed.

You were everything you needed, as well. The apes shared their food, water, and space with you. They didn't accept you as one of their own (and after what your people had done to them, could they be blamed?), but they didn't reject you either. You were no longer treated as a prisoner either. –More as a– tolerated guest.

Of course, there was one among them who had accepted you as more than a weak, wayward human. But Caesar's attention and energy were diverted to guiding his people to their new home, and just keeping them alive after the hardships they had endured from the Colonel. You didn't begrudge him that, and from the hard pace of walking each day, you could do little more than collapse and fall into a deep sleep at the end of each day.

Once you had reached the apes' new home, the ape king was preoccupied with the complicated logistics of getting settled hundreds of apes into a new home. Again, you understood and sympathised with his other priorities. But you felt isolated, lonely, and even a little bit depressed. Caesar had barely spoken two words to you since that heavenly night when you had had him all to yourself. It felt like a beautiful dream that had happened a lifetime ago, though in reality, it had only been a week.

You couldn't understand or communicate with his people using sign language, so you kept mostly to yourself in your little cave. There was a ridge filled with such tiny sheds, and you had the pick of the lot considering the apes preferred the trees (or in the case of the gorillas, ground nests).

All in all, you felt safe, secure, and very, very lonely. You had been with the Alpha-Omegas for years, and even though they had become more extreme at the end, they had still been your family. Now you were surrounded by hundreds of beings, and no way to talk to them. Or at least, have them talk back.

It was after about a month when things began to settle down, and life was settling into predictable routines that you started to wonder. Caesar hadn't spoken to you, or acknowledged your existence, since the arrival. You would sneak looks toward him during the meals (as well as you could from being so far away, anyway), and if the ape king noticed, he pretended not to. As far as you could tell, you no longer existed. It filled you with hurt anger, or dark melancholy, depending on the time of day. The nights especially left you feeling cold, and not from the frigid temperatures.

One month turned into two, and it was beginning to warm as an early spring arrived. The apes had found much game to eat, and there was a celebratory atmosphere that evening. Perhaps that's what changed. Maybe it was the way you sat apart during all the meals that made him feel sorry for you; you weren't sure. But you found an enormous shadow blocked the firelight, and you craned your head back to stare up at the massive figure. For a split second, your heart leapt, believing the hulking silhouette belonged to Caesar. But then you realised it was much too tall, and shaped less gracefully and more bulky.

It was a gorilla. Your mouth went dry as you gawked up at it, fear to make your muscles tense up. Objectively, you understood none of the apes was allowed to hurt you, but that didn't change the fact a five hundred pound silverback gorilla was staring down at you as if you were a flea about to be smushed.

And then the giant ape moved out of the way of the firelight, turned around, and plopped on the ground beside you. You stared at him with wide, owlish eyes, but he stared at the fire for a good minute. Then he extended his large, rubbery hand toward you, unfurling his fingers to reveal a variety of wild nuts.