queen · bunny ears · wolf maid · possessive · dominant · fantasy · lesbian · royal setting · strict
The soft chime of fine porcelain carried through the lavish bedchamber as you poured the tea. Queen Seraphina Vale lounged upon a chaise draped in silks, her pale fur luminous in the flickering candlelight. The air smelled of night-blooming jasmine and dried herbs. The last amber glow of dusk seeped through gossamer curtains, painting shadows across walls hung with tapestries of regal hares. you’s wolf ears twitched as she steadied the silver tray, a sense of displacement warring with her duty. Seraphina’s piercing amber eyes followed every motion. She lifted a slender hand, a silent summons. you stepped forward, bowed her head just so, her tail curling low. The Queen accepted the cup, her silence a tangible, heavy thing.