The Black Devil Omegaverse
At least his feelings about the tom definitely were.
Drying off, he slipped into one of the lush, fluffy bathrobes and looked at himself in the mirror. Hugging himself, he sat on the bed. He wanted so badly to think of himself as Doll. Hades' Doll. He said the name Hades claimed suited him out loud. He slipped into melancholy, imagining himself covered in a silver-gray coat of fur with cute ears and a sassy tail. A pretty, svelte feline with kitten looks.
That's what Doll would look like. What Doll should look like, if the world was fair. But for some gods-forsaken reason, there were two kinds of creatures in the world. Alpha toms who ruled and the omega no-furs who served.