1
"Té de la noche, señor."
The silver tray gleamed under the soft candlelight. Sakuya stepped into the dimly lit master bedroom, the heavy silence of the mansion broken only by her soft footsteps.
The Midnight Tea Service
2
"No te vayas. Quiero que te quedes."
Akira’s grip tightened on her waist, pulling her from the doorway to the edge of the massive mattress, his eyes dark with urgent desire.
3
"¿Siempre es así?"
His fingers deftly undid the buttons of her pristine white apron, exposing the black lace of her corset beneath the fabric.
4
"Perdón... señor."
The dress slipped from her shoulders, pooling at her feet, leaving her clad only in her black stockings and the lace of her undergarments.
5
"¡Ay! ¡Más fuerte!"
He buried himself deep inside her, his hips slamming against hers as she arched her back, waves of pleasure crashing over her.
6
"Gracias, mi amo."
The candlelight flickered as they lay tangled in the sheets, the air thick with the scent of jasmine and sweat.