A New Style

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warning(s): slight NSFW
the reader uses she/her pronouns







You sat in your girlfriend's room, humming to a tune in your head as you listened to the screams of a maiden that had tried flirting with you. You tried getting her to stop, telling her you weren't a maid and that you were dating one of the sisters. She didn't believe you and Bela and Cassandra had caught her flirting with you. Needless to say, she knows now that you were telling the truth. 

A soft thud and more screams could be heard, signaling that Daniela had caught the girl. You stood soon after, smiling at your black nails that Cassandra had insisted on doing while Daniela chased down the maid. That was a while ago. You knew your girlfriend could've caught her long ago but, you also knew how much pleasure she took in chasing down her prey. You were halfway to the door when the screaming stopped. 

A sigh left you as you took another step but froze upon hearing a faint buzzing. It wasn't that of either sister -- it was different. You face began to heat up as it grew louder — closer to the door. With a gulp, you sat on the bed, your thighs pressed together to contain the excitement that bubbled up inside of you. Daniela opened the door, staring at the device in her hand with her cloak down, revealing her red hair. A frown etched onto your face when you saw the source of the buzzing.




'A fucking razor?! Seriously?!'




The frown was immediately replaced with a smile as you stood and made your way over to your girlfriend, pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek to gain her attention. It worked perfectly. She beamed at you, arms wrapping around you immediately and her lips leaving kisses along your neck and jaw. Giggles slipped out of your mouth as she lifted you up, carrying you to the bathroom and setting you on the sink, holding the razor to you.




'Daniela, I swear to everything if you don't—'




"Can you shave the side of my head?" Her question pulled you from your thoughts and when your [E/C] eyes locked with hers, your heart melted. "I promise to take care of you after."





A grin spread across your face as you nodded, happily taking it from her. After you had finished and cleaned up the mess as Daniela washed her hair, a wide smile on her face. You decided to plop yourself down on your bed, grabbing a book from your side of the bed. You continued reading from where you had been forced to leave off by Cassandra, your back against the pillows as you immersed yourself in the story.

The only thing that piqued your interest outside of the book was the soft padding of your girlfriend leaving her bath. Your full attention was immediately back on the book, however, as you decided to continue reading. As you turned the page, the book was ripped out of your hands and slammed onto the bedside table, causing you to glance at your girlfriend.

Your breath caught in your throat at the sight of her. She was glaring at the book she had just slammed down, water droplets from her bath sliding down the side of her face as she held her towel up with her other hand. Your gaze drank in her appearance unapologetically, an arm snaking around her waist and pulling her closer to the bed.

Her glare shifted to you and you shivered, shifting on the bed to kneel, making it easier to look her in the eyes. When her glare didn't waiver, an idea popped into your head. The arm that was around her waist moved slightly and she grabbed your wrist, glaring harder than before.






"I was reading that, babe." You muttered, clicking your tongue in mock annoyance.




Something flashed in her eyes. Something dangerous. It sent a shiver down your spine and heat to your core. You swallowed the lump in your throat and whined, looking at your wrist.




"You're going to hurt me if you keep holding me like that."

"Oh trust me, your wrist being sore will be the least of your worries." She growled and you had to stop the needy groan that threatened to escape.




'Why does she have to be so hot?!'




Her hand soon let go of your wrist and she shoved you back, watching you fall to your back before scrambling to prop yourself on your elbows. As you did, she let the towel drop to the floor before crawling on top of you, forcing you to lay down fully again with her hand barely touching your abdomen.






"Now, be a good pet and make sure to be extra loud so the maids know who you belong to." She growled out before attaching her lips to your pulse point, nipping and sucking at it until a loud moan left you. "Good girl. Now keep it up all night and I'll be sure to reward you once your body isn't sore anymore."

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