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Giles’ warm, brown eyes slid across the small waiting room in an attempt to distract himself. He’d already counted all the chairs, five, including his, and counted the number of leaves on the plant in the corner, twenty-four, and he even counted all the tiles in the ceiling twice, and the number of cups stacked by the water dispenser, and the amount of stripes in the tiger paintings on the walls and what was the point of all this? Why, a job interview for the Colin Underwood Memorial Zoo, one of the most well known hybrid zoos in the country, of course.
Giles was sat, waiting, outside the hiring manager’s door, trying not to appear too antsy in case there might be unknown, prying eyes. He didn’t want to ruin his chances before his interview even started, after all.
Time went by ever so slowly. The tick of the clock, the small bubbling that occasionally came from the water dispenser, and the faint, muffled sounds of keyboards clacking behind closed doors didn’t ease Giles’ nerves at all, instead, only serving to make his anxieties slowly bubble up more in his chest.
Would he make a good impression? Did his hair look okay? He had arrived early and had been waiting for twenty minutes now… Had he arrived too early? Would they count that against him? Giles’ leg began to bounce a bit subconsciously as his thoughts spiraled a little. He’d never been very good at waiting…
Finally, the door to the hiring manager’s office swung open, and Giles straightened, stilling in his seat. A rather tall, black haired man stepped just outside of the door, with a clipboard in hand. The man’s deep blue eyes immediately landed on Giles, and the latter was almost holding his breath. He was so afraid to start this encounter off poorly, he was practically fighting his body to keep perfectly still.
“Giles Bell?” The tall man’s voice was deep and steady, his neutral gaze never faltering.
Giles rose to his feet a bit quickly, inwardly chastising himself. He’d practiced this all morning, and here he was making mistakes already.
“Yes, Sir, that’s me. I greatly appreciate the opportunity to interview for this zoo.” Giles made sure to stand up as straight and tall as he could, even if he was just barely 5’6” at his tallest. He offered his hand out for the tall man to shake, doing his best to still his features in a confident smile. The black haired man’s lips quirked up a bit in his own smile before he hummed a short note and shook Giles’ hand firmly.
“Nice to meet you, Giles! My name’s Reed, but ‘Sir’ works fine, too,” the man turned to allow Giles into the office as he released the handshake, motioning toward a plush chair that was sat across from his own desk.
As Giles moved through the door Reed ever so lightly brushed his hand against Giles’ lower back. The ghost-like touch made Giles stand a little straighter, shoulders stiffening slightly, but as soon as it was there it was gone. Giles turned to look up at Reed with a questioning look, but when Reed met his gaze with his own curious expression, eyebrow cocked up, he doubted it had happened at all. He moved to claim his seat, taking a short, quiet breath to refocus while Reed moved around the desk and sat down.
The questions started out pretty simple. Reed asked things like ‘Why are you interested in working at our zoo?’ and ‘What are your career goals?’, as well as the typical interview questions like ‘Where did you attend college?’ and ‘What kind of relevant experiences do you have?’ Giles had been practicing interview questions since the day finals were over, and he made sure to keep his answers short and concise, while trying, and slightly failing, not to come off as too practiced.
In any case, Reed seemed pleased with the interview so far, so Giles raised his head and puffed his chest out a bit, feeling much more confident than he had in the waiting room not twenty minutes prior. His shoulders relaxed, and his gestures as he answered Reed’s questions grew a bit looser and more comfortable. At least, until Reed moved on to his next set of questions.
“How far are you willing to go for this job?” Reed folded his hands on his desk and leaned his head toward Giles a bit, his tone shifting down just a little. His blue eyes stayed trained on the smaller man, never faltering, and Giles felt himself still as the question sunk in. How far…? Was…? No, surely Reed wasn’t suggesting… But Giles could feel his face warm at the thought.
Reed was quite attractive, it didn’t take a genius to see that. How far was Giles willing to go…? Giles’ breath caught ever so slightly, red blush spreading across his face, as he realized he was committed to getting this job. His gaze shifted down as he brought his hands a bit clumsily to the bottom buttons on his shirt, beginning to undo them.
He couldn’t believe this was happening, but he wasn’t necessarily going to complain if it guaranteed him the jo-
“What are you doing?” Reed’s voice cut through Giles’ thoughts and made the bleach-blond freeze in his seat. His nerves jumped as his brown eyes slowly lifted to meet Reed’s once more.
The tall man was staring at him with one eyebrow cocked again, a questioning and almost amused expression sitting on his face, if the slight upturn at the corner of his lips was anything to go by. Giles, however, was much too mortified to notice. Instead, he was stuck making the loudest eye contact he’d ever been subjected to, and god did he want to flinch. What was he even supposed to say at this point?
Giles felt his face burning, and he knew there wasn’t exactly much denying what he thought had been happening, considering his hands were still frozen at the bottom of his shirt, two buttons already undone. He was just thankful that at least his hands were hiding the fact he was half hard. Now if only his mouth wasn’t as dry as bone, then maybe he’d actually be able to speak instead of desperately scrambling to think of anything that might get him out of the hole he just dug himself into.
Then Reed began to laugh.
Giles stared at Reed, absolutely bewildered. Reed laughed for a good minute, and it gave Giles the chance to break out of his thoughts and quickly refasten those bottom two buttons. He was still tinted red, but he at least felt slightly more put together by the time Reed stopped laughing. Reed was smiling, and he heaved a warm sigh, leaning back a bit in his chair as he looked over Giles once more.
“You’re a fun one, I’ll give you that.” Reed’s voice held amusement, where before it had held curious indifference. Giles sure hoped that was a good thing.
Giles was no longer frozen, but instead fighting his nerves once more not to fidget in his seat, hoping to hold on to any shred of decorum he had left. His brown eyes didn’t dare move from the man in front of him, but he had calmed his blush a little more and forced his shoulders to ease, if just slightly. He took a short breath before offering up his best attempt at a confident smile, though it was still shaky from his embarrassment.
“Thank you, Sir, I always got that back in college.” A necessary lie, anything to play off his horrid misinterpretation. Giles was just glad that Reed had, for whatever reason, thrown him a bone and let him continue on with the interview. The tall man hummed a short note of what Giles thought was approval, giving a bit of a nod.
“I’m sure you did.” Reed’s amused tone remained, and Giles took that as a good sign, feeling his shoulders ease a bit more. He didn’t quite understand why, but Reed seemed to like him, and Giles hoped that meant he’d somehow still get the job despite his moment of… unprofessionalism…
“Why don’t we continue this on the move, hm? I’d like to see how you conduct yourself with a hybrid,” Reed spoke warmly, gesturing towards the door out of the office as he moved to stand. Giles briefly caught sight that Reed was half hard in his own pants, too, but he didn’t dare look a second time to confirm if he’d seen correct. He absolutely would not, under any circumstances, be making the same mistake he had a few minutes before.
“Yes, of course, just lead the way, Sir,” Giles said, quick to his feet. He clasped his hands in front of himself to keep from fidgeting.
Reed moved to open the door, allowing Giles past him once more. This time, when the bleach blond walked through the door, Reed clamped his hand on Giles shoulder opposite him, allowing the door to the office to shut as he physically guided the shorter man to stand before a 'keycard access only' door.
Giles realized he was holding his breath, and his skin felt hot under Reed’s firm grip, but before he could think to question the contact, Reed was reaching to scan his keycard and open the door with his free hand. He brought Giles through the door and it shut behind them with a large click.
“I have to keep a hold of you since you aren’t technically authorized to be back here yet.” Reed’s explanation was short, his tone still warm, but firm.
‘Yet’ sounded promising to Giles, so he didn’t question the authenticity of what Reed had said, nor did he question when Reed’s hand shifted from gripping his shoulder to resting right over the base of his neck, holding firmly, but not with enough pressure to cause pain. Then, Reed’s index finger shifted so that his fingertip would just barely brush against the skin on the back of Giles’ neck, and the shorter man was just glad they weren’t making direct eye contact, because his face was feeling hot again.
Giles assured himself that Reed was a professional.
The hallway wasn’t long, and they turned into a larger, more populated hallway at the end. There were open doors branching off into unknown rooms all along the large corridor, and there were little plaques beside each door. Giles couldn’t read them because Reed's grip and pace kept him facing ahead, but assumed they were labeling the rooms in some manner.
They were in the large corridor an even shorter time than the first one, as they only passed a few doors before Reed used pressure in his fingertips to encourage Giles to turn into one of the open rooms. He just barely caught the plaque next to the door that read ‘Exam Room #4’ before they were in the room.
Inside the room was a basic looking exam table, though Giles was sure it held secrets given the knobs and levers he could see, a small computer for tracking information, a counter with a sink and cabinets, most likely full of hybrid care related items, and a small rolling tray that held basic check-up tools. There were also a few various whips, crops, and paddles hung up on the wall. Giles wondered which instrument left the prettiest markings, but he didn’t get to linger in his thoughts, as his attention was pulled to a small bunny hybrid curled up in a pet bed in the corner.
She was asleep, had to be, because she hadn’t at all reacted to them coming into the room. Her back was to them, with forearms tucked up and blocking her face from the bright light in the room. The only thing Giles could really make out about her was the leather harness straps around her back, her short white hair, her large, solid white, floppy ears, and the fluffiest, roundest bunny tail Giles had ever seen. The bright white of her tail was a stark contrast against the red cane marks across her ass. He couldn’t see her features, but he knew already this was a bunny hybrid of pedigree. Giles was pulled from his thoughts as Reed finally let him go, shifting his eyes to follow the taller man as he stooped beside the sleeping bunny hybrid.
“Sweetie-ukums,” okay, hearing Reed say that definitely threw Giles for a loop, “I need you up, now,” Reed said, reaching his hand down to pull her arms away from her face. Her expression scrunched in the sudden harsh lighting, and she gave a bit of a whimper before she peeked her eyes open. She twisted slightly to peer tiredly up at Reed, and he used two fingers to tap one of the cane markings on her ass firmly twice, causing her to whine once more.
“Sweetie, up, now.” Reed’s voice grew more stern with her. She only took a moment after that to slowly start shifting so she could sit up on her knees, wincing a bit as she rested her red bottom against her calves. She was facing into the room now.
Giles, now looking at the bunny hybrid head on… Had hugely wide eyes. Not only did this woman have a perfect bunny tail, but she had the biggest set of natural breasts Giles had ever seen in person. Not to mention the metal nipple clamps with carrot shaped weights hanging off of them, encouraging her nipples to tug downward with a notable tightness.
She wore a sturdy, leather harness, one strap sitting snuggly under her heavy chest with another that sat just at the top, and a thinner, more delicate strap that ran vertically between her breasts, as well as a matching leather collar. That’s when Giles noticed her wrists were cuffed, a long chain connecting them. The chain was looped through a metal ring on the back of her collar, forcing her to keep her arms up, but her hands themselves were free. Giles wasn’t entirely sure, but she looked bound at the knees as well.
The rabbit hybrid’s hair was wavy, reaching just past her chin, and her face was almost like porcelain, with incredibly soft looking lips and barely open eyes in a beautiful pale blue color. She peered up at Giles with a still sleepy, but curious, expression.
“This is Sweetie. She’s my beautifully perfect girl, aren’t you, Sweetie?” Reed had moved to stand next to his pet, scratching at the base of her ear as he spoke to her. Sweetie leaned into Reed’s touch, humming a warm agreement.
“Yes, Sir, perfect for you,” Sweetie’s voice was quiet, but filled with sweetness. Reed seemed pleased, and leaned down to give one of the nipple weights a small tug, earning a soft moan from the bunny girl, but then he stepped away, patting the exam table lightly.
“Sweetie, table, up.” Reed was short and clear in his instructions, and Giles watched as Sweetie got to her feet, confirming his suspicions that her knees were bound together. Giles bit his lip slightly when Sweetie started to hop over to the table, listening to her moaning and whining as the weights tugged more harshly on her nipples with each small jump.
Sweetie took a minute to wiggle up onto the exam table, and Giles glimpsed the blue, jeweled plug between her cheeks, but once she was finally up she returned to the same position she had used on the floor, sitting upright on her knees. Reed gently brushed her floppy ears back so they hung flat behind her, then hummed approvingly. Giles could see why Reed liked her in that pose, it showed off her tits nicely, and just looking at her like that made his cock throb in his pants.
“Perfect, Sweetie. Now stay right there, don’t move unless you’re told to,” Reed instructed, stepping back to view his bunny for a moment. He motioned to her loosely, meeting Giles’ gaze as his attention shifted from his bunny to the man he was still technically interviewing.
“Alright, I need you to do a mock exam on my girl here. One of the most important aspects your job would hold is making sure our hybrids are in the best health they can be, so let’s see how you would make sure that’s the case. Just pretend I’m not here.” Reed wasn’t as stern with Giles as he was with Sweetie, but his voice was still firm.
“Of course, I can do that,” Giles said, hoping he sounded less horny than he felt. The bleach blond moved toward the bunny hybrid on the table, first taking a moment to glove up and then beginning to inspect her skin for injuries. He ran his hands all over her body, relishing in the little whines and shivers he was drawing from Sweetie. He moved more tediously while feeling over her breasts, massaging them for a moment before giving one of her nipple weights a tug, watching her yelp and jump a bit, fighting to stay still under Giles’ hands.
“Just want to be extra thorough, Sweetie,” Giles teased a bit, but once he was satisfied with the condition of her skin, he moved on. He hummed shortly, patting the table in front of Sweetie a few times.
“Would you lean down for me, now, Sweetie?” Giles asked, keeping his voice firm, but trying to be gentle since she wasn’t his pet.
“Sweetie, present,” Reed chimed, and almost immediately Sweetie leaned forward. Her butt lifted into the air off of her calves, and she placed her palms flat on the table in front of her. Her face couldn’t get more than six inches away from the table because of the chain connecting her wrists behind her neck, and suddenly Giles understood the bondage.
While she was presenting right then, if she were to rest back down onto her calves her pose would resemble that of a real rabbit. Giles couldn’t help but think about how cute that was, but he quickly refocused on the task at hand.
He started by examining her ears more closely, taking the time to check for any knicks, but he moved on after a moment. He leaned down a bit so that he could look at her a little more closely in the face, tilting her head up by the chin so she was looking at him. This, in turn, caused her to have to balance on her fingertips instead of flat on her palms.
“Open,” Giles instructed, his thumb lightly touching Sweetie’s bottom lip. The rabbit hybrid opened her mouth obediently, panting ever so slightly as she strained to stay in that position on her fingers. Giles gave her mouth and throat a cursory look with a small light and a tongue depressor, but then discarded those back to the tray and pressed two gloved fingers into her mouth. He didn’t linger, but he did make sure to check for any sort of pain reactions as he ran his fingers along her gums. Of course Sweetie’s dental hygiene was impeccable, so her only reaction was the slight fluttering of her eyes.
Giles pulled his fingers away and let Sweetie shut her mouth, but checked her eyes before allowing her to finally sink back down to rest flat on her palms with her face down again. She let out a small sigh of relief as her muscles were able to relax once more, but didn’t complain otherwise. Giles moved around the exam table, briefly glancing over to Reed, who was definitely hard in his pants this time, though Giles was, too.
Giles turned his focus back to Sweetie. He did a quick check over the backs of her legs, noting that the cane markings continued about halfway down the backs of her thighs, but other than that there were no marks. Then he moved to check her feet, watching her shudder when his fingers brushed the sole of one of them. Ticklish was always a cute trait. Giles bit his bottom lip lightly, hovering there a moment, watching her, but then he moved on.
Sweetie sucked in a breath when one of Giles’ hands found its way to her pussy, gingerly spreading her folds open so he could inspect her most delicate parts. Then he pressed two fingers into her entrance, and Sweetie moaned, soft and needy. She rocked back on his fingers once, but his other hand came up to her lower back, forcing her still. He rolled his thumb over her clit a couple times while his fingers massaged inside her, feeling his cock throb as she mewled and tried to rock once more, but then he removed his hand, and she gave a small cry. She wasn’t his pet, and he didn’t know if she was allowed to orgasm.
“Sweetie, quiet,” Reed chastised, and the bunny hybrid stilled, falling silent. Giles couldn’t see her face from where he was standing, but he could imagine she was pouting. Either way, he moved on. The little exam was almost over, after all.
Giles took a moment to change his gloves, but then he returned to his spot on Sweetie’s side, near her rear. He placed one hand on her lower back once more, encouraging her not to move as his other hand carefully worked her plug out of her ass. It was decently large, or at least thicker than Giles had expected, and Sweetie gave a short, high-pitched whine as Giles pulled the thickest part past her rim and finally removed it to set aside.
Giles didn’t give her more than a moment or two before he popped open the lid on a small bottle of lube, adding a copious amount to his fingers before pressing the first digit in. Though she tensed a bit at the coldness of the lube, her ass took Giles’ finger with little resistance, so he added the second.
He pumped his fingers in and out of the rabbit hybrid a few times, holding her steady with his other hand. Sweetie moaned and tried to press closer to his fingers when he scissored them a couple times. She was needy, and breathy, and cried another disapproval as Giles pulled his hands away.
“Sweetie.” Reed’s voice held a threat in it, even if unspoken, and Sweetie stilled once more. Giles could tell from her slightly shaky muscles that she had most likely just earned herself a punishment. He wondered what Reed might do to her, and wished for a moment he’d have the opportunity to see it. He shook the thought away, and refocused on his very important job interview.
Giles took a moment to add some lube to Sweetie’s plug before slowly pushing it back in place, watching as Sweetie’s tail twitched when it popped past her rim, but she managed to stay still that time otherwise. Giles soaked in the sight of her like that for one more moment before he stepped back and moved to dispose of his gloves.
“Sweetie, you can get down. Come on over back to your bed, I’ll deal with you properly after I finish taking care of Giles, here,” Reed said, moving closer to Sweetie as she carefully shifted her legs off the table so she could stand. Before she could straighten up, however, Reed planted a solid slap to her ass. Giles watched as Sweetie’s face contorted into a cry, tears immediately springing to her eyes and body rocking forward since the spank had come as a surprise.
Reed looped his finger into the metal ring on the back of Sweetie’s collar and pulled her to stand straight. Sweetie stamped her feet a bit as the weights on her nipples swung harshly with the fast motion, hissing and whimpering at the pain. Giles bit his lip as he watched Reed guide the whimpering hopper back to her pet bed, only then letting go. Sweetie sniffled a bit, but she didn’t complain, and she curled up in the small bed with her back to them once more.
“Well done, Giles, I could tell you were thorough, and you seem very excited about this field,” Reed said, placing his hand on Giles lower back as he lead the bleach blond back out into the hallway, and back towards the waiting room outside Reed’s office. Giles’ face filled with heat once more at the tone that Reed had used, and the fact that the black haired man was nearly fondling his ass didn’t help. Still, he did his best to sound sure and steady for his response.
“Thank you, Sir. I’m really grateful for the opportunity to prove myself. Sweetie sure is a beautiful bunny, I’ve seen many of pedigree in person, but few compete with what I saw of her today.” Giles figured a little flattery never hurt. Reed hummed an excited agreement, dipping his pinky lower to just brush the top of Giles’ ass.
“Yes, she is my perfect bunny,” Reed gushed a little about his pet, but then he dialed it back some. He cleared his throat as he opened the door that lead back into the waiting room, letting his hand fall from Giles’ back as the shorter man stepped past him. He followed Giles into the waiting room and let the door close behind them.
“Tell me, Giles, how passionate about this job do you think you’ll be in, say, a year's time? Do you expect you’ll maintain this same level of enthusiasm you’ve displayed here?” Reed asked, his tone knowing and amused. Giles couldn’t help the burn in his cheeks, shifting so his hard cock was a little less noticeable in his pants.
“Yes, I expect I’ll stay just as enthusiastic about my position in this zoo, if I were so lucky as to be chosen for this job.” Giles was very sure of that answer, even if his blush softened the impact behind it.
Reed stared at Giles a long moment, looking the shorter man up and down one more time. Giles fought not to anxiously fidget, knowing this was his make or break moment. Finally, Reed hummed approvingly, and Giles felt excitement welling in his chest.
“You’ll start training next Monday. I think you’ll fit right in here.”