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Duty-bound to you

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A Butler and/or Maid Smut Meme

Who wouldn't want to have a maid or a butler, if even for a day? It would be incredible to have someone taking care of your every need, your every whim, and be loyal to you. Well, you've lucked out; you have your own servant! But what if that whole "taking care of your every need" concept went even further?

Instead of just tucking you into bed, you have a maid or butler who'll go to bed with you and not only to give you someone to cuddle with. After all, it is their life's work to serve you.

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why?
AU: You've had or been a servant all your life; perhaps the two of you even grew up with each other, one of you "indebted" to the other. Or you just got hired the normal way, of course!
SUDDEN: Congratulations, you've come into the service of some hired help. Use them as you will, the tab's not on you.
ROLEPLAY: This isn't really a business transaction. You're both playing pretend.

how?
ROMANCE: You'd prefer to focus on the loyalty, forbidden status, fluff, or romance angle, with smut added liberally, of course.
KINK: It's all about the kink - obedience, master/slave, power grabs and reversals, costumes, etc.

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[ Probably the master due to his upbringing, but I could roll with role reversal where he's the butler ]

(( master! or can be the servant due to any number of reasons ;D more interested in kink but with scorpius subbing ))

[ Can be either the shy, slightly awkward master or the bumbling butler who's Doing His Best ]

Definitely the butler!

[It had been strange to live in a mansion without any proper staff, but after enough ~~nagging~~ convincing that had been changed. One cook and one butler and as Grimm had put it the butler was only to keep him satisfied so in other words the butler mostly belonged to him to his great joy.

Finding out that said butler was easy on the eyes was only a plus in Snow's book. And probably the reason as to why he went so easy on him despite him wanting to tease the other. That face just asked for it by looking so innocent, but if he went too far and Grimm would find out then he would be in trouble. Still no one said he couldn't appreciate the view of the other as he served him up some tea,eyes lingering for longer then they should.]

[But Snow isn't the only one whose eyes linger. After the blond sets a cup down upon the small table beside Snow's chair and pours into it from a tea pot, Yoosung looks over at the dark-haired young male with a hopeful smile upon his features.]

Your tea, Master. [A pause.] Um, I... I worked really hard to get it perfect today!

The cook helped teach me all about which teas taste best at certain temperatures and the right way to strain it, and when to stop boiling water to keep the taste from getting flat... I honestly had no idea that fresh tea was so involved- but it was actually a lot of fun to learn!

[Yoosung prattles on, gesturing enthusiastically as he speaks- which may only bring attention to the noticeably tea-colored stain upon the sleeve of the butler's shirt. Though a hard worker, he can certainly be a bit clumsy at times. Judging by the angry red coloring upon the skin of his pale hand- that clumsiness came at the cost of some mild scorching today. Still, Yoosung seems much more focused on receiving feedback for what is (hopefully) a job well done regardless of the apparent setback.] It should be pretty good, so...

Do you wanna... tell me what you think? Oh-- but if there's anything wrong, you can definitely tell me that, too!

[Such enthusiasm just from making tea. Snow didn't understand much of what Yoosung were talking about since he wasn't that well educated about tea himself, but only having coffee to drink for a long while had made him desire something else to drink so he asked for tea most of the time. It was a more varied drink after all.

Despite his lack of proper knowledge of what was good and bad tea, Snow pretended, lifting the cup gracefully to his lips and taking a sip.] Hm, it does taste better then what it usually does.

However you did burn yourself while making this, didn't you? [He pointed over to the stained sleeve and burned hand. Those things had not escaped him at all. Being observant was a skill of his.]

[Yoosung brightens as Snow seems to approve of the tea- but that praise is just slightly dampened when his mistake is pointed out by the other male. Blinking, the blond looks down at his hand and his expression changes into a more apologetic smile.] Oh... yeah. I mean-- yes, Master.

[A bit embarrassed, Yoosung folds his arms behind his back.] It doesn't hurt too bad though... I'm pretty good with pain after all, haha! Um- But I didn't mean for you to see me looking so messy... Sorry.

I was so eager to serve you this morning that I forgot to change out of this shirt first...

You ought to be more careful before you hurt yourself seriously.

[If Yoosung would hurt himself bad enough to end up in the hospital then they would need to hire a replacement and Snow wasn't that fond of the idea. He liked the other and did not want to see him replaced, the best he could do to make sure that nothing bad would befall him was to point out these small things right away.]

Go change into a clean shirt and then come back here. Oh, and put this on your burn. It will help calm the skin down.

[Snow pulled up a small bottle from his pocket and handed it over to Yoosung. It contained a pink tinted oil that smelled sweetly of flowers. One of his homemade remedies. Not being allowed to mix together poisons in the house he had turned to medicines instead. More or less the same thing anyway.]

[Oh no... I messed up.] Ah...

[Yoosung came here expecting to be praised a bit, but now he's just getting lectured!

...Although... It's not like this feels too bad either. Snow is actually kind of cool when he's all bossy and in charge. It may be a bit weird to feel this way, since Yoosung definitely- absolutely does not want to disappoint Snow in any capacity, but... Every once in a while, getting scolded can be a bit... refreshing. -Particularly when it's coming from his master. Not too much; just a bit of reprimanding to add some excitement to the day. Maybe even getting insulted at times... wouldn't feel too bad...

Ahem.] O-oh... Thank you, Master!

Please excuse me. [Face flushed slightly in mild embarrassment, Yoosung takes the oil with an appreciative bow of his head and exits the room. He does as instructed; changing into a clean shirt and taking a moment to rub the healing oil into his stinging skin. It... smells really good. Feels even better. What kind of stuff is in here, he wonders?

Snow is such a nice guy... Honestly, whether he's being hard on Yoosung or gentle with him, there's very little that he could do wrong in his butler's eyes. Even after noticing how Yoosung messed up, he still takes care of his servant like this... It makes Yoosung want to take care of him, too. His kind, cool, handsome master.... um.

Whoops. "Handsome"?? There goes that weird thought again... Yoosung didn't mean to, but somehow he feels kinda warm all over, and his heart wont stop jumping...

...and he's hard. Ugh... Not again.

Realizing that he can't exactly return back to his master in his current state, Yoosung looks down at his still-oily hand and swallows thickly. He has no choice, if he's going to return to Snow's side in time... he has to take care of this first. A sinking feeling of guilt hits his stomach as he undoes his pants, but he can't stop. Yoosung lays back against his pillow and begins to stroke himself evenly; biting into the knuckle of his free hand to keep himself as quiet as possible.]

Ngh... mnn- haah....

[It's... going to be a while before he can make it back to his master's room. -Probably even longer before he's actually able too meet his master's eyes again.]

Edited (html) 2016-12-04 21:16 (UTC)

[While waiting for his butler to return, Snow sipped at his tea. It did taste really good. He should probably give proper praise over it once Yoosung returned. Sure he might have been a bit clumsy and spilled tea on himself while making it, but the end result was a good one and that should be acknowledged.

If Yoosung would return that is. It should honestly not take so long for him to change a shirt. It wasn't like an intricate patterns of knots had to be made. Feeling impatient, Snow went up from his seat and aimed his steps over to the servants area of the old house. He should not have to go check up on a servant himself, but since there wasn't anyone he could send he would have to go.

Not bothering to knock on the door he simply opened it and stepped into the room, being on his merry way to ask what took so long when his eyes fell upon his butler and the act he were performing. Well that wasn't something he had expected to see.]

That sure is an interesting way of changing shirts I have to say.

[Closing the door, he also made sure to lock it before walking into the room, towards the bed, a smirk on his face. He had been nice and kept from teasing, but with this placed out in front of him he could not resist.] But by all means don't stop on my account, enjoy yourself.

EEEHHH!?! [He- he didn't even knock..! No, actually, there's something much more pressing to think about here... and that is probably the fact that YOOSUNG WAS CAUGHT JERKING OFF BY HIS BOSS which- as far as fireable offenses in the workplace go- is probably pretty up there??] M-M-MASTER..!

[Never in the history of man has a human been able to go from flushed red to stark white so quickly. Yoosung jolts up and instinctively jerks his hand away from his erection as if it were on fire- and oh, it IS- but quickly realizes that he's only flashing the other man by doing so and brings both hands down to cover himself up in an instant (or try to.) Yoosung had clearly been right on the verge of his climax before Snow walked in; his cock glistening with both the oil he had lubricated it with and the precum that it's literally dripping with, even now, as the young man cowers beneath his Master's gaze.] I-- It's not what it looks like!!!

I mean... YES, I- I was touching myself but, not on purpose!!! I was just using the oil and it felt good and then... a-and then 'IT' wouldn't go down and-- I didn't want you to see me like this!!!

[Yoosung's eyes well up with tears and his speech becomes more unintelligible as he shouts; clearly distraught and on the verge of panic.] W-WHAT I MEAN IS... I WASN'T TRYING TO SLACK OFF!

I'M SORRY..! I'M SO SORRY! PLEASE DON'T FIRE ME, I REALLY LIKE YOU! [Er--] N-NO I MEAN, I REALLY LIKE WORKING FOR YOU!! SO PLEASE...!

Edited 2016-12-05 00:00 (UTC)

[Snow could not hold back an amused laugh. Yes it wasn't nice to laugh while the other was so distraught, but he was honestly overreacting with quite a bit. This level of panic wasn't needed.] You are acting like I'm planning to cut you up and cook you for dinner.

Far too wasteful if you ask me as I'm sure I will enjoy you more alive. [The smile he had on his lips was a predatory one, but hey at least he did not seem upset with the whole situation. That should count as something.]

Now tell me, was the oil the only reason you ended up like this or is there something else you are not telling me, Yoosung? Like were you perhaps thinking of something special, or someone special?

Huh..? How did you... [Yoosung stares in confusion as the other man laughs; suddenly distracted from panicking as he takes notice of the predatory gleam in his master's eye. His own eyes are still watery with tears and he swallows nervously upon the mention of having him "for dinner"- though the anxiousness he feels because of it isn't exactly due to fear.

Yoosung bristles as he's suddenly put through an awfully-timed interrogation; his erection still begging for attention as the blond resists the urge to start palming himself, right here and now with his master watching on in amusement...] W-wait... I was, but... um...

If I say it, you'll think I'm weird...

Really, will I?

[The smirk on his lips only grew and now being close enough to touch, Snow tilted the blond's chin up with a slender finger, looking him straight into the eyes. Adorable. All confused and distraught and in such delicious need. Oh what would Yoosung do if he would reach down and start touching him? Well that he would need to find out later.]

Try me. I can take a lot of weird things.

[Snow steps closer and a wave of both panic and arousal hit Yoosung again; his body shuddering as a moan is swallowed back within his throat.] You will!

Master, please let me excuse myself? I-- I'm at my limit here because... [Yoosung's eyes begin to water again and his skin flares up with heat; all from nothing but his master's stare and the light touch of those fingers to his chin.] Because... I was thinking about you...

How I wanted you to look at me... [You know, kinda just like this.]

...And... how I wanted to be teased by you. [Again, kinda just like THIS. The blond furrows his brow in shame and embarrassment as he squirms; a tortured sort of whine escaping him as his fingers seem to move on their own, rubbing slightly against his slippery cock.] S-so...

I'm trying not to, but... Even with just you being here, I feel like-- nnh... like I might c-cum right away. I'm sorry...

[Snow looked thoroughly satisfied with knowing that Yoosung had been thinking about him while trying to relief himself. He knew he had looks to spare, but knowing that there were those thinking of him while seeking pleasure just made his pride swell. Knowing that his own butler was thinking of him in that way made him far more giddy then what should be legal.

Chasing Yoosung's hands away from his aching cock, Snow took a good long look at it. He must be close with how swollen it was and with all the precum dripping down the shaft. Not even asking for permission, he reached down and took the length in his hand, stroking it teasingly. Leaning in close, he whispered one word into his butler's ear.] Cum.

What are you... wai-- [Yoosung's eyes grow wide as Snow eases his hands away from his groin, but despite his absolute embarrassment at being exposed by the other man... he doesn't resist it. He would never think to refuse his master anything; precious as the man is to him. But it's confusing... The blond's heart pounds loudly in his ears and his exposed cock twitches in excitement as Snow initially does nothing but stare him down. Why is he looking at it? Doesn't he think it's gross..? This is the erection that Yoosung just confessed to getting because of him. Anger or repulsion was what Yoosung expected to see in Snow's eyes right now, not... smug satisfaction. The butler furrows his brow and turns his head away in shame, but just as he was about to question the dark-haired man, he suddenly feels a hand- master's hand- wrapping around his engorged length so brazenly that you'd think the thing belonged to him.] Wha- Your hand..!

[Is this real life?? This is crazy..! Yoosung looks down to see Snow's hand begin to loosely stroke his cock and- damn, he can't help it..! A whine tears through his throat as his hips shamefully buck into that teasing grip on their own; his unworthy cock coating Snow's long fingers with a mixture of sweet-smelling oil and his own sticky fluids. Yoosung's own hand grips at the sheets upon his bed as conflicting feelings and desires make his mind a complete mess.] You shouldn't-- Master, it... [He makes a strained noise within his throat.] feels so good...

I c-can't stop..! [It doesn't take long before that warm hand and the single command whispered into Yoosung's ear has him reaching his peak, almost as if on cue. The butler thrusts wildly into his master's palm and inevitably shoots his load all over Snow's fingers, the bed, and himself.] Nnm...guh-- AHH!

[Several spurts of cum later, Yoosung finally finishes; out of breath, his face flushed completely red and his body trembling in the aftermath of his orgasm. His brain still needs a moment to process what just happened... He's never been touched like that before.]

S- sorry... I got you dirty. [Yoosung is eventually able to speak, as he awkwardly looks down at the shirt he had just changed into.] I guess... I need to change again...

[Either role fits, really.]

[ She is the meido. ]

Edited 2016-12-02 07:05 (UTC)

(you know, butler fits, but i'm down for either!)

[ Can be Master or Butler.]

[Could be the apathetic and bit of a dick master, or you could knock him off his high horse by making him a butler. Or, fuck, a maid is fine too, gender is an illusion and his calves would look great in heels.]