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The Maid's New Pet (*Velvet~Lust* x sinfulrook)

Johaan watched the amazingly hot maid come out of the shower with just a towel, and it was on her head. He just stared at her the whole time, speechless and almost oblivious as to what she said. When she asked him if a cat got his tongue, he nodded a little bit, rubbing his wrists to get the blood flow going past his wrists again. "I uh..." He stopped for a moment and stood up, clearing his throat. "I could've broken out of those cuffs by breaking the bed posts, but I don't think you would've appreciated that." He said as manly as he could, trying to look lik he didn't try at all, but he did. He looked at her and smiled. "If you need me for anything else, I'll be getting ready for bed in my room." He told her and then started heading for the door.
 
Claire frowned and spoke louder, feeling it echo within her bedroom. "Stop right there! Are we finished cleaning up? Why don't you go look at the mess in hallway and tell me if that doesn't need to be vacuumed," she said, narrowing her eyes at him. "There is no sleeping until everything is done in this house. Luckily for you, I did most of the work before you even got here, so all you need to do is vacuum the hallways and be on your way to bed." She laid her fresh maid outfit on her dresser and began laying down on her own bed under her sheets. "If I do not hear that vacuum in 30 seconds, I will come find you and make you pick each and every dust and crumb with your bare hands!" She plopped her head on the pillow and closed her eyes, furrowing her eyebrows in frustration over his ignorance of the most littlest things.
 
Johaan turned to look at her, confused. "Where is the vaccuum then?" He asked, not knowing where it was. When he wandered the halls to his room, he didn't see a single speck of dust in them, but he was going to humor her and vaccuum a little bit in front of her room and pretend to go elsewhere. Once she told him where the vaccuum was, he went out, closing her door gently and then grabbing the vaccuum, coming back to the front of her room and turning it on, vaccuuming for a bit then moving on down the hall, making sure she couldn't hear it and then turned it off. He returned it to where it belonged, silently, and went straight to bed.
 
Celine woke up, feeling the sun shine its warm rays upon her naked body, feeling the sheets away from her body from rustling in the night from dreaming. She sat up and stretched, walking over to her dresser to put on her maid outfit. She opened her door and examined the hallway. She smirked and remembered the vacuum being turned on. She walked over to Johaan's room and knocked on it a couple times. "Hey! Wake up! It's time to move! It's already 8AM!" She walked over to the closet in the hallway and got her duster ready to dust everything from top to bottom again. Because of her job, she has become a perfectionist, definitely of her Master's high expectations of her.
 
Johaan was used to waking up at 6am, so it was nice to sleep until someone else woke him up instead of his stupid annoying alarm clock. With the sheets all messy, he woke up to the knocking and the voice of the other servant of the house. He slowly got up and out of bed, stretching and putting on some fresh clothes, namely one of his many butler outfits. Once he was dressed, he quickly made his bed and stepped outside of his room, slipping on his white gloves as he left the room and looked for the maid. "So since we'll both be working here, I'm guessing the work will be split up... Just tell me what to do." He said to her as he watched her dust the furniture that was already dust free.
 
Claire sighed and turned toward him. "Well, since you aren't doing anything, I want you to go downstairs and polish the furniture in each room, then meet me in the library down there at noon for a quiet lunch." She smirked and continued to do her dusting. "Now be a good boy and walk away, before I change my mind," she said with a frown, trying not to snicker.
 
"Yes ma'am. Where would the polish be then?" The butler asked as kindly as he could, not knowing where they stash anything. "I'm assuming under the kitchen sink?" He asked her one more time, starting to slowly back away from her, leaving her presence. After what happened last night, he was hoping she would be a bit nicer to him, and if not, he'd just have to deal with what he's given.
 
Claire turned to him and rolled her eyes. "All the supplies we need is in that closet in our hallway for easy access. Everything is in there. Vacuums, dusters, polishers, you name it! Now get GOING!" She began to lose her patience and dusted a bit more harshly, then sneezing as some dust started to flow up her nose, covering her face with her arm. She scratched her nose afterwards and sniffled a couple times, before continuing to move onto the other room to dust.
 
Johaan nodded and walked to the closet, grabbed the polish for the furniture and ran downstairs with a clean rag in his hand. He began with the larger furniture, spraying the polish onto the surface and then starting to slowly and throughly rub it in, going in small circles over the furniture. He covered the whole lower floor, getting all the cabinets, drawers, dressers, everything. He wasn't even half done in an hour, let alone a quarter done, this was hard work that needed to be done thoroughly, and not quickly.
 
Claire finished her work dusting the whole upstairs and went downstairs to meet him in the library. She walked towards the thick oak doors and opened them, hearing them creak a bit. She shivered at the loud noise from the doors and walked through the entry way, going towards the back of the library. She hoisted herself on a ladder with a set of wheels, after grabbing some books on the table and started putting them back in place. She rolled herself across different aisles, putting them back in order and cursed out loud when she almost fell.
 
Johaan finally finished at around 11:30, his arms and body sore from moving around so much and polishing everything so thoroughly. He went to go put the polish back in the supply closet and then went down to the library, seeing her almost fall off the ladder as he entered. He went to the bottom of the ladder and held it still for her. "You said to meet you here, so here I am." He said to her, hoping he didn't scare her, and if he did, he was more than ready to catch her.
 
Claire did not know Johaan arrived in the library, because she thought he was going to be late so she would actually get a chance to punish him again. She shrieked in surprise and fell over the steps of the ladder, landing in Johaan's arms. She wriggled around and demanded, "Let me go immediately! I don't want you touching me!" She wriggled around and tried to push away from his grasp, even though she was very thankful for him being there to save her from a deadly fall.
 
Johaan watched her fall and caught her right in his arms, holding her for a second before she started to squirm and shove him away. "Okay okay! Calm down!" He said to her and slowly let her down, stepping back from her a bit. "I'm sorry I spooked you like that, but I thought that if I did spook you I'd at least catch you while you fell." He said, hoping that sounded as thoughtful as he thought it did. She seemed so angry at him still, but for what? Was she just really trying to get him in trouble so he'd get kicked out of the house?
 
Claire stuck up her chin and walked off toward the table she was planning on sitting at before putting the books away. She sat down and leered at Johaan. "Come here. Now," she slammed the table while speaking the last word, awaiting his arrival. She brought out the basket of food out from under the table and set it so they could eat facing each other. She brought out fresh bread with the condiments for the burgers she grilled earlier. "Are you going to eat with me or not?" She asked as she brought out the fries.
 
Johaan watched her walk away and nodded when she asked him to come to her. He went over to her and stood in front of her, noticing the basket full of food. "Did you prepare all this yourself?" He asked her as he waited for her to offer him some food. He never took anything without permission, unless of course it was his own. The meat smelled great, and everything looked fresh and tasty. He really did wonder if she made it herself or if she went out and bought all of it already prepared like that.
 
Claire got comfortable in her chair before putting a fry in her mouth. She chewed on it and swallowed before saying, "I made the burgers. The rest is bought or already made. I only had a limited amount of time." She cleared her throat and took a sip of her water, while grabbing a couple more fries. "You going to eat or what?" She furrowed her eyebrows and plopped a burger on the bottom bun as topped it with some veggies and other condiments.
 
The butler nodded with a small smile and sat down to the side of her, grabbing a few fries to munch on and just watch her. "Claire, can I ask you something? I want you to be honest..." He said a little shyly, wanting to squeeze an opinion out of her. He wanted to ask a lot of questions, but he figured that only one question right now would be best. He was going to find out if she hated him or not.
 
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