((This one shot was inspired da the book: the Luxe ))
te heaved an audible sigh of relief as te 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, te took a last glance at your mother and your sister, Haruhi. It was quite sad that te couldn’t speak your mind to them like te used to, back when te were little.
Finally approaching the door that led to your bedroom, te put your hand on the elaborate oro 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 bacheca 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 te for the night, te sighed. Sometimes she was so lazy! Shaking your head in disapproval, te 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, te also undid the blasted corset in which had been suffocating te the whole night. Finally undressed, te slipped your thin fabriced nightgown on, along with your slippers.
Walking quickly to your dresser, te 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, te put on your silk chimono, kimono your deceased father had dato you, tied the sash, and slipped silently out of your room. Walking as fast and quiet as te can, te went down the servant stairs and into the kitchen, not noticing your maid crouched down on the floor as te went.
Walking out to the horse stables, te looked around quietly and whispered your love’s name.
“ Mori? Mori are te there?” Finally seeing his silhouette in the small loft that was his room, te walked up to the ladder that led to it. Looking at him with lust in your eyes, te put your foot on the first step of the ladder, not caring about the splintery wood of it.
“Hi, _______.” Mori looked at te with his emotionless face as te climbed the successivo step of the ladder. “ Let any boys touch you?”
Looking at him with great care, te slightly rolled your eyes. “ Mori, te 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 te in places just gets me so angered… I mean, they all have money, and I don’t….”
Looking at him like he was crazy, te answered his response. “Mori, I don’t care about the money! I Amore you!”
Seeming satisfied with your response, Mori stretched out his long, strong arms, and lifted you, walking over to the spazio where his letto was and lowering te onto it. Going on all fours on superiore, in alto of you, Mori traced your body shape with his hands, which sent a wave of shivers down your back. Unwrapping your kimono, te watched with much interest as Mori put a trail of hot kisses down your neck, collarbone and jaw, speaking before he gave te a lustful baciare on the lips.
“Miss _______, I do think I believe te Amore me.”
te heaved an audible sigh of relief as te 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, te took a last glance at your mother and your sister, Haruhi. It was quite sad that te couldn’t speak your mind to them like te used to, back when te were little.
Finally approaching the door that led to your bedroom, te put your hand on the elaborate oro 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 bacheca 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 te for the night, te sighed. Sometimes she was so lazy! Shaking your head in disapproval, te 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, te also undid the blasted corset in which had been suffocating te the whole night. Finally undressed, te slipped your thin fabriced nightgown on, along with your slippers.
Walking quickly to your dresser, te 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, te put on your silk chimono, kimono your deceased father had dato you, tied the sash, and slipped silently out of your room. Walking as fast and quiet as te can, te went down the servant stairs and into the kitchen, not noticing your maid crouched down on the floor as te went.
Walking out to the horse stables, te looked around quietly and whispered your love’s name.
“ Mori? Mori are te there?” Finally seeing his silhouette in the small loft that was his room, te walked up to the ladder that led to it. Looking at him with lust in your eyes, te put your foot on the first step of the ladder, not caring about the splintery wood of it.
“Hi, _______.” Mori looked at te with his emotionless face as te climbed the successivo step of the ladder. “ Let any boys touch you?”
Looking at him with great care, te slightly rolled your eyes. “ Mori, te 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 te in places just gets me so angered… I mean, they all have money, and I don’t….”
Looking at him like he was crazy, te answered his response. “Mori, I don’t care about the money! I Amore you!”
Seeming satisfied with your response, Mori stretched out his long, strong arms, and lifted you, walking over to the spazio where his letto was and lowering te onto it. Going on all fours on superiore, in alto of you, Mori traced your body shape with his hands, which sent a wave of shivers down your back. Unwrapping your kimono, te watched with much interest as Mori put a trail of hot kisses down your neck, collarbone and jaw, speaking before he gave te a lustful baciare on the lips.
“Miss _______, I do think I believe te Amore me.”
