[ there is a knock at the door, quick and urgent, but there's no one there. instead there is a package left behind, with a little note on top of one of them:
"Don't worry, I don't expect any thanks."
inside is:
- a saint quartz fragment - a pocketknife - a book that is Dating Advice For Dummies ]
Do you? How heartening that is to hear. Per our research, included are a number of refreshments to your taste - to ensure a most pleasant stay, this Aradia shall put forth her best efforts ...
[ when she leans to get something from the box there seems to be a - deliberateness to the gesture at hand. in the time between the booth and now, she's thought long and hard on which outfit to buy. it's beyond the purview of how she thinks of a maid's uniform, but she's seen shorter skirts in the cafes before, and it's still warmer so something breezier is pleasant.
but there are so many particulars inside of that that she thought over, it seems. the hem of the skirt rides up with the movement to leave her ass bare, framed by the edges of the lace trim and her petticoat and thigh-highs. for once she's worn underwear despite having planned this ahead of time, a dark stain already having bloomed and spread from their center.
from this angle, too, he can make out a seam - white in color against the lace-patterned black of the rest of the fabric, and slightly ajar, offering the smallest glimpse of skin: they're made to open up.
... also, she pulls a sports drink from the vending machine out of the box, and stands back up, hiding it all again. get them electrolytes ]
... For our esteemed D☆☆dl☆m☆n-sama, there is, of course, no desire too excessive. Were you perhaps hoping for guidance as regards the beds? The fitted sheet is often so very troublesome.
Shall I examine it, Sir?
[ a minimum of four additional totally incidental and not at all intentional flashings . . . ]
[he watches closely, of course, taking in every little detail. it goes without saying that he appreciates the view, but the care she's taken for his sake is so sweet. it makes him so happy he wants to throw up.
he takes the sports drink and opens it up, taking a sip.]
[ so she strips the first two layers off of the bed before moving on to adjust the fitted sheet, working the elastic over the corners of the mattress. there's no doubt in her mind that doodle is pretty good with making a bed himself were he so inclined and did not especially need her help to do so, and so she could ask him for assistance with it if this were legitimately happening -
but it's become part of the play now so when she needs to hold the edge in place she lifts one of her legs up onto the mattress instead, shifting around the hem of her skirts and distorting the seam of her underwear for another glimpse of skin. she does it each time for each corner, leans herself the surface of the bed to smooth out the fabric, and so on - until it's time to put the rest of the sheets back on.
the most adult part wasn't the flashing or the roleplay or the cosplay or the lingerie after all. it was making a bed ]
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Early Day 17, no need to reply
"Don't worry, I don't expect any thanks."
inside is:
- a saint quartz fragment
- a pocketknife
- a book that is Dating Advice For Dummies ]
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damn this book says sometimes people lie online
can you believe it
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this is why technology was a mistake :(
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Your date isn't online
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knowing that somewhere on the internet someone is telling lies :(
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books not really necessary tho
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I wanted something that was even a little bit relevant even if it's not necessary
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day 17 eveningish
and then some time later there is a knock on his room door. mysterious! ]
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wearing a maid outfit and holding a good-sized box under her arm. ]
Hi!
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wait hold on. she pauses for a moment, ]
Um, or - no, for this sort of thing, it should be something that's more like ...
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gottem ]
Is that so...? My. Certainly this humble maid has done little to deserve such praise.
May I come in?
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[reaches for her arm to tugtug her in]
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once she's in she sets the box down on the floor, near the bed ]
Oh my. What is it? To be handled in such a manner, D☆☆dl☆m☆n-sama, might there be something urgent? How might I assist?
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[ when she leans to get something from the box there seems to be a - deliberateness to the gesture at hand. in the time between the booth and now, she's thought long and hard on which outfit to buy. it's beyond the purview of how she thinks of a maid's uniform, but she's seen shorter skirts in the cafes before, and it's still warmer so something breezier is pleasant.
but there are so many particulars inside of that that she thought over, it seems. the hem of the skirt rides up with the movement to leave her ass bare, framed by the edges of the lace trim and her petticoat and thigh-highs. for once she's worn underwear despite having planned this ahead of time, a dark stain already having bloomed and spread from their center.
from this angle, too, he can make out a seam - white in color against the lace-patterned black of the rest of the fabric, and slightly ajar, offering the smallest glimpse of skin: they're made to open up.
... also, she pulls a sports drink from the vending machine out of the box, and stands back up, hiding it all again. get them electrolytes ]
... For our esteemed D☆☆dl☆m☆n-sama, there is, of course, no desire too excessive. Were you perhaps hoping for guidance as regards the beds? The fitted sheet is often so very troublesome.
Shall I examine it, Sir?
[ a minimum of four additional totally incidental and not at all intentional flashings . . . ]
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he takes the sports drink and opens it up, taking a sip.]
Go on. Make sure to get all up in there.
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[ so she strips the first two layers off of the bed before moving on to adjust the fitted sheet, working the elastic over the corners of the mattress. there's no doubt in her mind that doodle is pretty good with making a bed himself were he so inclined and did not especially need her help to do so, and so she could ask him for assistance with it if this were legitimately happening -
but it's become part of the play now so when she needs to hold the edge in place she lifts one of her legs up onto the mattress instead, shifting around the hem of her skirts and distorting the seam of her underwear for another glimpse of skin. she does it each time for each corner, leans herself the surface of the bed to smooth out the fabric, and so on - until it's time to put the rest of the sheets back on.
the most adult part wasn't the flashing or the roleplay or the cosplay or the lingerie after all. it was making a bed ]
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