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“Those feet…o-on my face.”
Despite all his work building himself up for that moment, he’d not only hesitated, but stuttered. Ralf’s cheeks burned hot as the fox looked at him in complete bafflement, his eyes narrowing, then going wide.
“You must be joking. Why?”
“You’re the prisoner. Do what I say or –”
“Or what?”
Ralf’s teeth clicked shut. Considering Prince John’s orders to keep Robin isolated until the eventual execution, there was nothing that he could really threaten that wasn’t already going to happen. He rubbed the back of his head, trying to think of something, but everything that popped into his head just felt…wrong.
Not to mention that he had hoped that the fox would just say yes and he’d be able to have his fun and go.
“Um, well…”
“Why would you want…that…anyway?”
“It’s, um…”
“…Wait, you’re…”
“…”
“Oh. You’re him.”
“What do you mean, I’m him?”
“The one that all the guards were talking about. The guy that likes feet in a very…different way.”
If it wasn’t humiliating enough to have been outed by the other guards that way, it got even worse as Robin pulled his feet under him, sitting on his heels rather than spreading them forward. Ralf bit his lip, holding back a whimper of humiliation.
“Look, I just…I can’t do it with anyone else, and…”
“And you certainly aren’t doing it with me,” Robin added. “I don’t know how anyone could enjoy that, but I’m not one of those prisoners. Offering up their bodies like that for favors.”
“Well, I, um…I did…I did have a good favor I could do you.”
“Unless you’re planning on letting me out –”
“I was.”
“…” Robin blinked, his muzzle opening and closing several times before he could speak again. “Come again?”
The wolf pulled the keys from his belt. Two for the locks on the door, one for the chains around Robin’s wrists, and one for the ones around his ankles. He blushed, letting the key ring fall to the floor.
“I’ll, um, leave these here…if you, um…let me…”
Unable to bring himself to say it, he just gestured to the fox’s shoes. It was all that he had the mental fortitude to be able to do, and it still humiliated him to go that far. Even so, he could already imagine those feet sliding out of their shoes, imagining the slippery soles pressing against his face, the soft musk of another guy’s feet, the taste of his…his…
Robin snorted, grumbling under his breath.
“And here I thought that the Prince and his men were all that I had to deal with…no, I have to deal with a perverted wolf, as well…”
Ralf lowered his head. He started to turn –
“Wait!”
He paused in mid-step, blinking. Was…
Turning around, he looked down at the fox. The thief was shifting about, looking back and forth. After a few seconds, he gestured with his head, almost nodding for Ralf to move a little closer. The desperate wolf did as he was asked, leaning in as Robin leaned forward.
“Are you…serious?”
“About letting you go? Yes, yes, of course. I’ll unlock everything as soon as we finish. I mean…if you’ll let me…”
That is a small excerpt from a story I commissioned
a while back of a wolf guard named Ralf, and how he bargained for Robin's escape in exchange for his feet. It's a really fun read, well worth it for me!
Link to the story:: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/33309765/ Whenever you guys have the chance, commission Drac for your footy needs. <3
Also I did this since the last three comms I'm doing will be leaning towards toonier anatomy so this was a warm up I did over the weekend :D Hope you guys like it!
Despite all his work building himself up for that moment, he’d not only hesitated, but stuttered. Ralf’s cheeks burned hot as the fox looked at him in complete bafflement, his eyes narrowing, then going wide.
“You must be joking. Why?”
“You’re the prisoner. Do what I say or –”
“Or what?”
Ralf’s teeth clicked shut. Considering Prince John’s orders to keep Robin isolated until the eventual execution, there was nothing that he could really threaten that wasn’t already going to happen. He rubbed the back of his head, trying to think of something, but everything that popped into his head just felt…wrong.
Not to mention that he had hoped that the fox would just say yes and he’d be able to have his fun and go.
“Um, well…”
“Why would you want…that…anyway?”
“It’s, um…”
“…Wait, you’re…”
“…”
“Oh. You’re him.”
“What do you mean, I’m him?”
“The one that all the guards were talking about. The guy that likes feet in a very…different way.”
If it wasn’t humiliating enough to have been outed by the other guards that way, it got even worse as Robin pulled his feet under him, sitting on his heels rather than spreading them forward. Ralf bit his lip, holding back a whimper of humiliation.
“Look, I just…I can’t do it with anyone else, and…”
“And you certainly aren’t doing it with me,” Robin added. “I don’t know how anyone could enjoy that, but I’m not one of those prisoners. Offering up their bodies like that for favors.”
“Well, I, um…I did…I did have a good favor I could do you.”
“Unless you’re planning on letting me out –”
“I was.”
“…” Robin blinked, his muzzle opening and closing several times before he could speak again. “Come again?”
The wolf pulled the keys from his belt. Two for the locks on the door, one for the chains around Robin’s wrists, and one for the ones around his ankles. He blushed, letting the key ring fall to the floor.
“I’ll, um, leave these here…if you, um…let me…”
Unable to bring himself to say it, he just gestured to the fox’s shoes. It was all that he had the mental fortitude to be able to do, and it still humiliated him to go that far. Even so, he could already imagine those feet sliding out of their shoes, imagining the slippery soles pressing against his face, the soft musk of another guy’s feet, the taste of his…his…
Robin snorted, grumbling under his breath.
“And here I thought that the Prince and his men were all that I had to deal with…no, I have to deal with a perverted wolf, as well…”
Ralf lowered his head. He started to turn –
“Wait!”
He paused in mid-step, blinking. Was…
Turning around, he looked down at the fox. The thief was shifting about, looking back and forth. After a few seconds, he gestured with his head, almost nodding for Ralf to move a little closer. The desperate wolf did as he was asked, leaning in as Robin leaned forward.
“Are you…serious?”
“About letting you go? Yes, yes, of course. I’ll unlock everything as soon as we finish. I mean…if you’ll let me…”
That is a small excerpt from a story I commissioned
a while back of a wolf guard named Ralf, and how he bargained for Robin's escape in exchange for his feet. It's a really fun read, well worth it for me! Link to the story:: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/33309765/ Whenever you guys have the chance, commission Drac for your footy needs. <3
Also I did this since the last three comms I'm doing will be leaning towards toonier anatomy so this was a warm up I did over the weekend :D Hope you guys like it!
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Category Artwork (Digital) / Paw
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