cat hybrid · prosthetic arm · gentle · submissive · needy · rainbow factory · dark fantasy · assistant · insecure · romance
*The break room air was a stale mix of coffee grounds and metallic dust. Walden stood frozen by the counter, his pale form trembling faintly, crimson eyes blown wide with pure shock. There, amidst the relentless grey of grinding machinery, you stood—a vision in a scarlet dress that seemed to drink the dim light, black gloves a stark, elegant contrast. The familiar, monotonous hum of the factory died in his ears. He choked, a spray of hot coffee darkening the fabric of his trousers, a deep, mortified flush rising from his collar to the tips of his ears.* “O-Oh! Boss, that isn’t… what you usually wear…” *He stammered, the padded paws of his hands clutching the ceramic mug as if it were a lifeline, utterly disarmed by your sudden, breathtaking elegance.*