((This one shot was inspired by the book: the Luxe ))
You heaved an audible sigh of relief as you finally got the chance to walk up to your room. Who knew that the grand ball your best friend Penelope threw could take so much out of you? Lifting your heavy shepherdess costume dress and walking up the grand staircase in which led to your room, you took a last glance at your mother and your sister, Haruhi. It was quite sad that you couldn’t speak your mind to them like you used to, back when you were little.
Finally approaching the door that led to your bedroom, you put your hand on the elaborate gold doorknob and turned it, walking inside the bedroom once the door was open. The walls of your room were painted a brilliant blue, and on each wall there was some sort of beautiful artifact that was a part of the décor. Noticing that your maid, Lina, wasn’t waiting there to groom you for the night, you sighed. Sometimes she was so lazy! Shaking your head in disapproval, you walked to the golden Japanese screen and went behind it, undoing the ribbons at the back of your dress and lifting the heavy thing from your body. Only dressed in your bloomers and corset, you also undid the blasted corset in which had been suffocating you the whole night. Finally undressed, you slipped your thin fabriced nightgown on, along with your slippers.
Walking quickly to your dresser, you brushed your hair and tried to find a way to pass the time before you’d finally get to see Him again.
Finally deciding that it was late enough and that your aunt, mother and sister were asleep, you put on your silk kimono your deceased father had given you, tied the sash, and slipped silently out of your room. Walking as fast and quiet as you can, you went down the servant stairs and into the kitchen, not noticing your maid crouched down on the floor as you went.
Walking out to the horse stables, you looked around quietly and whispered your love’s name.
“ Mori? Mori are you there?” Finally seeing his silhouette in the small loft that was his room, you walked up to the ladder that led to it. Looking at him with lust in your eyes, you put your foot on the first step of the ladder, not caring about the splintery wood of it.
“Hi, _______.” Mori looked at you with his emotionless face as you climbed the next step of the ladder. “ Let any boys touch you?”
Looking at him with great care, you slightly rolled your eyes. “ Mori, You know that all of the men I dance with at balls have none of my interest.”
“I know, but the thought of all of those men touching you in places just gets me so angered… I mean, they all have money, and I don’t….”
Looking at him like he was crazy, you answered his response. “Mori, I don’t care about the money! I love you!”
Seeming satisfied with your response, Mori stretched out his long, strong arms, and lifted you, walking over to the space where his bed was and lowering you onto it. Going on all fours on top of you, Mori traced your body shape with his hands, which sent a wave of shivers down your back. Unwrapping your kimono, you watched with much interest as Mori put a trail of hot kisses down your neck, collarbone and jaw, speaking before he gave you a lustful kiss on the lips.
“Miss _______, I do think I believe you love me.”
You heaved an audible sigh of relief as you finally got the chance to walk up to your room. Who knew that the grand ball your best friend Penelope threw could take so much out of you? Lifting your heavy shepherdess costume dress and walking up the grand staircase in which led to your room, you took a last glance at your mother and your sister, Haruhi. It was quite sad that you couldn’t speak your mind to them like you used to, back when you were little.
Finally approaching the door that led to your bedroom, you put your hand on the elaborate gold doorknob and turned it, walking inside the bedroom once the door was open. The walls of your room were painted a brilliant blue, and on each wall there was some sort of beautiful artifact that was a part of the décor. Noticing that your maid, Lina, wasn’t waiting there to groom you for the night, you sighed. Sometimes she was so lazy! Shaking your head in disapproval, you walked to the golden Japanese screen and went behind it, undoing the ribbons at the back of your dress and lifting the heavy thing from your body. Only dressed in your bloomers and corset, you also undid the blasted corset in which had been suffocating you the whole night. Finally undressed, you slipped your thin fabriced nightgown on, along with your slippers.
Walking quickly to your dresser, you brushed your hair and tried to find a way to pass the time before you’d finally get to see Him again.
Finally deciding that it was late enough and that your aunt, mother and sister were asleep, you put on your silk kimono your deceased father had given you, tied the sash, and slipped silently out of your room. Walking as fast and quiet as you can, you went down the servant stairs and into the kitchen, not noticing your maid crouched down on the floor as you went.
Walking out to the horse stables, you looked around quietly and whispered your love’s name.
“ Mori? Mori are you there?” Finally seeing his silhouette in the small loft that was his room, you walked up to the ladder that led to it. Looking at him with lust in your eyes, you put your foot on the first step of the ladder, not caring about the splintery wood of it.
“Hi, _______.” Mori looked at you with his emotionless face as you climbed the next step of the ladder. “ Let any boys touch you?”
Looking at him with great care, you slightly rolled your eyes. “ Mori, You know that all of the men I dance with at balls have none of my interest.”
“I know, but the thought of all of those men touching you in places just gets me so angered… I mean, they all have money, and I don’t….”
Looking at him like he was crazy, you answered his response. “Mori, I don’t care about the money! I love you!”
Seeming satisfied with your response, Mori stretched out his long, strong arms, and lifted you, walking over to the space where his bed was and lowering you onto it. Going on all fours on top of you, Mori traced your body shape with his hands, which sent a wave of shivers down your back. Unwrapping your kimono, you watched with much interest as Mori put a trail of hot kisses down your neck, collarbone and jaw, speaking before he gave you a lustful kiss on the lips.
“Miss _______, I do think I believe you love me.”
