:D imma enjoy this request-.

Cuphead's Perspective

I got comfortable on the cold stone floor of my cell and rubbed my sore wrists. I was still recovering from the last time the prince had come down the stairs and used me as a toy. I hated it, but the pleasure numbed me and made me think irrationally. It made me want him. Well that and the weird drugs he gives me that makes me feel so much better. I like that part. I silently curled up in my small cell, hungry, tired, thirsty, and sore. And i needed medical treatment for my wounds. Yet I sat in my cold stoney cell, without any of this being provided to me. I was only fed and given water if the prince said so, and sometimes he would forget. These poor circumstances made me miserable, left to rub my open wounds and try my best to tend to them. I shuffled over to the back wall, leaning against it and hugging myself. Just then, I heard the door of my cage open. I looked up at the figure, glaring by default. Of course. I pushed myself to the corner of my small cell and angrily growled at him. "Oh come now pet, I'm here to make you better." He said in a surprisingly docile tone, slowly approaching me. No way am I letting my guard down. I flinched as he got within hitting distance and held out his hand. I stared at it for a moment before looking at his face. Why is he being nice? I hesitated before reaching out and holding his hand. "See, it's okay my pet." He said and smiled at me. He had a genuine smile. I nervously shifted and got up. "Come pet, I'm going to give you luxuries." He said in a rather emotionless tone. Something's up. He lead me by the hand out of the dungeon and through the fancy palace. He had sparkling marble floors, golden-trimmed everything, and beautiful royal blue walls. I followed the much shorter person to a private bedroom, seemingly a fancy guest bedroom. "Go on, rest. I will have some of my servants bring you food and wine as well." He told me, staring at me with calm eyes the whole time. I slinked over to the bed, overwhelmed with the temptation to forget my worries. I burrowed in to the soft and warm blankets, getting comfortable and smiling. It hurt to smile because of the memories, but I didn't care. I nestled in to the plush, comfy bed and closed my eyes only to feel a warm and affectionate pair of lips press against my forehead. I barely thought about what was going to happen to me once I awoke, though I should have.

After many comfortable hours of rest in the large fluffy bed, I was greeted by the scent of a fully prepared dinner on the nightstand next to me. I set one of the plates in front of me and devoured the delectable food. I felt so lost in a dream, so thoughtless. Everything melted away here. I heard the door open as I munched on an apple and looked over. "Heyyy.." He whispered and came over. I smiled and he smiled in return. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, pet." He said still smiling. I nodded in response and kept eating, flinching when his hand slowly ran through my gel hair. I stared at him and munched on my food more. "You're probably wondering why I'm doing this hm..?" He whispered. I nodded once more and set down the plate I was holding. "... My father has perished." He said quietly and looked away. "Oh..." I gently hugged him and he shook. I rubbed his back and he sniffled, whimpering and burying himself in my chest. "It's okay master..." I whispered and comforted him. "I-I don't know what to do.." He whimpered out and I tilted his head up. "I'm here master." I told him and gently kissed his forehead. He sniffled and purred as I petted him. "Th-thanks.. Cuphead." I smiled as he said my name. Not 'pet', or 'slave', just Cuphead. I wiped away his tears and he hugged me tighter. "I'm s-sorry... I'm really sorry." He said in a shaky voice. I pulled up the blankets on him and he relaxed on me. "You should nap master... Crying makes people tired." I told him and he rested his head on my chest. "Okay..." "I'll protect you master." I reassured him and rubbed the back of his head. If master doesn't hurt me, then I'll give him affection for now. I listened as he snored quietly and kneaded my chest in his sleep.

"Sleep well my prince..."