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I looked up at him with pure frustration and a blush of embarrassment.
"Fuck you. I am the 7th Fatui Harbinger, how dare you make me put on an Maid dress and clean your filthy Bookshelf!"
He suddenly grabbed my face and I could see his mouth curl into a devilish grin as he stared at me, eyes clouded with lust.
"Last time I checked, I won fair and square, which means you have to serve me. You should watch your mouth sweetheart."
I huffed and forcefully pulled away, causing me to fall and land on my back, my dress going up and revealing my purple underwear. I could see the absolute amusement on his face as he bit his lower lip.
"Sheesh, calm down Y/N, we'll get to that sooner or later, how'd you know Purple was my favorite color?"
I quickly fixed my dress and shot him a death glare and quickly got up to face the bookshelf.
"Pervert." I angrily mumbled.
Even though I was absolutely Fuming, Scaramouche found my anger amusing. He began to burst into laughter, holding his stomach as he tried not to fall over. I angrily sighed as he continued to laugh for about two minutes before finally deciding that he teased me enough. I began to dust off his bookshelf and watched as he continued to stare at me as if he were making sure I actually cleaned the right way.
"Ah, C'mon Y/N, you know I'd never forcefully go that route."
I rolled my eyes and continued to dust, the bells on my dress jingling everytime I began to dust harder in a fit of short rage.
"Aw, so feisty."
After I finished dusting I began to individually wipe each book from the shelf, feeling a bit better until he rang his annoying servant bell, and my mood declined.
"I'm thirsty, go fetch me some tea."
"Yes my lord." I said through gritted teeth.
I went over to his tea maker and made it the way he liked it. Once it was done I poured it in a cup and walked over to him, my dress swishing with my movements, walking fast and hoping that I tripped on something and could spill it directly on him.
Once I reached his desk I sat the tea down and watched as he sipped it, a look of satisfaction on his face. He then looked up at me before pulling me down onto his lap, his thigh resting against my crotch.
I softly sighed and watched as he stared at me, a blush covering my face.
"You're embarrassing me! What if someone came in and saw me like this? It would be a huge embarrassment and I would be full of shame!" I spat.
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