Alburet chuckled as they left, “Being called master all the time might start giving me ideas.”
He felt Fluff squeeze his arm slightly and a small purr came from her but no words. He walked randomly down the street, unsure of where he should even be taking her. After a few minutes she spoke softly, “Turn right here.”
He followed her directions until they came to an inn, The Dancing Fairy. “This is where I’m staying when I log out in the city,” she said. Still holding his arm, she looked at him with soft eyes. “Thank you for today Alburet.”
Alburet turned to face her, his hand going up to gently rub an ear, “It was my pleasure, Fluff. If you want to kill more things tomorrow I am okay with that.”
Purring as she pushed her head into his hand she replied, “Yes please. I don’t have any other business lined up at the moment, so I’m free.”
Nodding, he took his hand away from her head. He caught her hand which, he gently lifted and kissed the back of. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Fluff. Sleep well.”
“Night,” she said, her voice a little dreamy. She stood there, her hand still raised where he released it as he walked away.
He looked back to see her raise the hand he’d kissed to her cheek, rubbing it slightly with her face. He ducked down the next street then stopped and leaned against a building. He wondered what he thought he was doing. He’d told her he wasn’t doing relationships, but then took her on a stereotypical anime date. He even treated her like he was trying to court her. No wonder she reacted like she did. Feeling like an asshole he started walking towards the Dead Man Inn, wondering if he could be more of an idiot.
When he got to the Dead Man Inn he found the place packed like normal for this time of night. He eventually reached the bar, ordering dinner and two mugs of the dark ale. Holding the loaded tray with both hands, he carted it up the stairs to his room. Hands full, he kicked the door in a gentle knock to get Stacia to open it.
The door opened just a crack and Stacia peeked around the door through the narrow opening. “Oh it’s ya, master. Welcome home.” She opened the door for him allowing him into the room to put the tray down on the table. She shut the door gently behind him, and as he set the tray down called out to him. “Master, do ya like my new outfit?”
Turning, he stopped dead as his eyes took in Stacia standing by the door. The maid outfit she had worn was gone and in its place was a similar but vastly different outfit. The new maid outfit was much more in line with the typical sexy french maid seen in porn, with a twist. The twist was that the front was laced together. The lacing was cinched as tight as possible, but that still left most of her breasts on display behind the ties. The skirt was a wide flared number that just barely covered her in the front and left the bottom of her ass on display, which became obvious as she spun in place to show off the outfit. Stockings and modest heels completed the ensemble.
Mouth dry, Alburet finally lifted his eyes to her face again. Swallowing to try and get a little moisture back in his mouth he answered her. “Wow,” he paused, his brain hadn't kicked back on yet due to lack of blood. “I really hope you don't plan on wearing that downstairs. It would cause a riot.”
A smile curled the corner of her mouth, “Ma helped me pick it out for ya. She said ya would really appreciate it. I see she was right.” She took a few steps towards him, her body swaying provocatively as she watched him. “If ya tug on the top a little ya can get to me nipples easily enough and it don’ take much to lift the skirt out of the way, either. So, would you like a bath, or dinner, or... me?” She paused just in front of him, her eyes wide with desire as she met his heated gaze.
Alburet grabbed her, forcefully pulling her to him. His mouth met hers with fervor, demanding her to match him in passion which she gladly did. A few hours later the pair were laying in bed covered in a thin sheen of perspiration, but quite sated.
“I didn't expect that when I got back here,” Alburet said, gently caressing her flank as her bruises healed.
“I did master, and I thank ya for it,” Stacia murmured into his chest. “I've been thinking about it all day since ya left. I dragged me Ma out to pick out something suitable before we came back here. I've been waiting ever since to show ya. Ya came back later than expected, though. Was ya day okay?”
Thinking over the day, he winced slightly. “Mostly yeah, though I made a few mistakes tonight. I knew better but didn't stop myself.”
Gently kissing his chest, Stacia snuggled into him, “Tell me?”
A little uncertain that this was a good idea, he told her about Fluff and the not quite date. Stacia stilled as she listened to him without saying anything. Once he finished she sighed into his chest, “So ya do nay want any kind of relationship then?”
Gently tracing her back, he took a deep breath before he replied, “Not with Fluff, or even Karen. As much as they both tug at me in very different ways, I could never be more than a fling here and the other world is impossible in any way, shape, or form. Karen, I think, understands and is fine with just a fling here now and again. Fluff, though. She is such a timid little thing and now I am afraid I’m going to hurt her.”
Stacia shifted so she leaned over him, her eyes shimmering, “What ever ya decide master, I will help ya. I just wish I could do more, I'm only useful for taking care of ya room.”
Alburet pulled her down, kissing her gently, “I would take you with me but I think your dad would go mental. I tell you what, get your father to agree and you can come with me and Fluff tomorrow to hunt the Orcs.”
Stacia shivered, sliding down a bit to straddle him, “Ya promise?”
Alburet nodded, “Yes, I do. But only if he agrees.”
Stacia attacked him with a flurry of kisses then jumped out of bed and began to dress. “I'll be back in a moment master, please wait.”
Alburet sprang out of bed and caught her in a hug, “No. First we are going to eat the cold food I brought up. After we’ve eaten you can go speak with him.”
“But...” she began but cut off as she caught his gaze. Meekly lowering her head she nodded, “As my master wishes.”
“Good,” he pulled her to the table and sat her in his lap, “Now then, we shall feed you first.”
Once they’d finished eating Stacia left as Alburet crawled into bed. A few seconds after his head hit the pillow he was out cold.
Alburet
Human Summoner
Level 14
Strength: 19
Agility: 19
Constitution: 25
Intelligence: 45
Wisdom: 44
Charisma: 30
Health: 950
Mana: 1140
Spells:
Demon Skin-Rank 2
Demonic Retribution- Rank 2
Summon Least Imp
Fire Blast- Rank 2
Sap Strength
Demonic Haze
Summon Lesser Destroyer
Demonic Vitality
Fire Burst
Abilities:
Personal Spells
Flame Weapon
Duel
Alburet woke feeling rested and ready for the day. Checking the clock built into the UI, he was surprised that only six hours had passed. Getting up, he thought the system must be tweaked somehow for the minimal sleep he’d been getting to make him feel so refreshed. Pausing, he looked around noting the complete absence of Stacia from the room. He recalled what he had said, then her leaving to ask her father as he crawled into bed. Using the pitcher of water and the basin he gave himself a quick wipe down before dressing and heading out to see if everything was okay.