Fuck.
In his defence, asking her out wasn’t his intention at the beginning, but with Adrienne’s ass shaking in front of him, and her shitty attitude, he thought of Eleanor, and then it just sort of happened...
Who knew he had a thing for resting bitch faces?
...Well, he’ll have to come up with a better excuse than “she reminded me of you, so I felt like it”, before talking with Eleanor, but she probably won’t mind it much; Either that, or she’ll veto Adrienne, and he’ll become hated by the tter forever.
...Fuck.
“Are you prepared? Many things, including my life, are riding on your performance tonight. If you can’t convince him to become a servant...”
Realizing Adrienne is speaking to him, Sincir throws her a look, then nods.
“I won’t pretend there is no chance of failure, but I’ll do my best to make sure no one ends up dying tonight.”
Adrienne sighs. “Please do. They’ll think you’ve come to prepare the rooms upstairs... Just act like you belong, and no one should question your presence. I’ll be busy with my own work, but if you need something, you can approach me... You’re supposed to be my young cousin.”
Sincir nods again. “Anything else I need to know?”
“I don’t know what you’ll be doing up there, but it’d be good if you’re seen doing some actual work before the party starts, or someone might suspect something.”
“I’ll keep that in mind. How do we pn on attracting Leon to our trap?”
“Gracelyn will be in charge of that... Apparently, Leon has a thing for blonds with an attitude. She’ll seduce him, and attract him to your room during the party.”
“And if somebody else menages to seduce him?”
Adrienne sighs again... She does that a lot, doesn’t she?
“There is a very small chance of that happening... None of the girls want to go anywhere near him if they can help it. Gracelyn will pretend not to know who he is, at first, and then act terrified when she finds out about it... It should be right up his alley.”
Sincir rises an eyebrow. Either Gracelyn is much smarter than he gave her credit for, or...
“Do you mind telling me who came up with the pn for tonight?”
“Noah, Collin and I did.”
Sincir snorts. “Figured as much; Good job.”
Adrienne shrugs. “We’re almost there... The big building two streets over. If you have any more questions, now would be the time.”
“We can figure the rest once Collin and Gracelyn have arrived... Is anybody else coming?”
Adrienne shakes her head. “It’s up to us four.”
As Sincir suspected, the pce of the party is one of the fancier taverns in town, being big enough to house almost a hundred patrons by his estimates. The rge man guarding the front doors smiles once he notices Adrienne, and then performs a short bow; She simply nods in return.
“Is that your cousin, A?”
“He is the one, yes. Sincir, compliment the nice man.”
Sincir rolls his eyes. “I’m not a kid, you know?”
The man smiles at him. “Good luck, kid. And try not to stare too much... Most of them are still uncomfortable about this.”
Sincir cocks his head.
Seeing his confusion, the man throws Adrienne a look. “A, did you seriously not tell him?”
Adrienne shakes her head. “If they can’t handle a boy like him, then they won’t survive the night.”
The man sighs, before stepping aside and opening the door for them to pass. “Right you are. Go in, the boss is waiting for you.”
Walking by the doorman, they reach the rge lobby of a well-cared-for tavern preparing for a big night.
Sincir spots about a dozen barmaids at first gnce, cleaning tables, setting chairs, sweeping the floor... What appears to be the kitchen entrance seems specially busy, but more gring than anything else, however, is the fact that none of the girls are wearing more than a fancy pair of panties and heels.
“There are twenty rooms upstairs. You’ll find a closet with cleaning supplies at the end of the corridor...” Adrienne whispers, “Of course, they’ve already been mostly cleaned, but you’re expected to give the finishing touches while we’re busy with things down here... No one should bother you for at least a couple of hours.”
“Adrienne?”
“...Yes?”
“What am I looking at, right now?”
Adrienne grimaces. “Our stemmed duke’s son requested that our employees wear a particur uniform for tonight’s event... Our boss thought it’d be better if the girls got used to it early, so they’ll be able to perform properly tonight.”
“Has the uniform not arrived yet...?”
“You’re looking at it.”
Sincir ughs. “I’ll give it to Leon, he knows how to party... It reminds me of home.”
As one of the girls working near them has her attention attracted by his ughter, Sincir winks at her, causing her to blush.
“Would you not...? They’ll think there is something wrong with my family.”
Sincir chuckles. “Sorry. Pass by my room when you change into your uniform for tonight, okay?”
Adrienne simply sighs.
Unfortunately, as much as Sincir wishes to stay and stare, he didn’t come here tonight as a guest, and so he heads toward the set of stairs leading up after another brief moment of watching the visibly uncomfortable barmaids performing their duties.
As Adrienne promised, no one gives him more than a passing gnce. In fact, the girls seem determined to avoid meeting his eyes...
Climbing two steps at a time, Sincir clicks his tongue; Hey, it’s not like he is the one who ordered them to work naked tonight.
Arriving at the top, he inspects the corridor of doors, trying to decide which room they should use for their pn. Something too far away from the stairs, and Gracelyn might have trouble dragging Leon there; But something right at the beginning might mean that one of guests could bother them at the wrong time...
After some thought, Sincir decides to choose the fourth door on the left, though he doesn’t enter immediately, heading for the closet at the back first, where Adrienne said he’d be able to find cleaning supplies.
Then, with his alibi in hands, he returns to start his work at once, as there is no time to lose.
The room is fairly spacious, containing a single couple’s bed and a nightstand occupying little of it. Its yout being what Sincir expected from a pce like this - which will rent its guests rooms for the night, but not for a prolonged stay - he sets his cleaning supplies aside and begins the process of drawing the runes to prevent sound and mana from leaking, as he did in his own room the previous night.
In this case, for obvious reasons, it’d be better if he could draw them in a pce where they won’t be seen, though he’ll still have to keep them at least somewhat centralized for their effect to take pce in its entirety...
Well, he’ll just have to make the runes as small as possible and hope nobody notices them before the party starts.
Sorry, Adrienne, but you’ll have to come up with some sort of excuse ter...
His most important preparation being complete, Sincir quickly tidies up the room before leaving it and heading for the first one down the corridor with his cleaning supplies.
The irony of having become a maid himself after what he did to No earlier does not escape him, causing Sincir to chuckle... Thankfully, as Adrienne promised, each room is already mostly cleaned and set up, so doesn’t have to spend much time to get them ready for the night.
Still, a couple of hours go by before he finally manages to get through all of them, at which point the sun is about to set in the horizon.
Sincir briefly considers heading down for another peek at the girls, but then discards the idea. The poor things are probably already uncomfortable enough as it is...
As he is heading back to his chosen room, he sees Adrienne walking up the stairs, now in an embellished version of her birthday suit.
Once he spots her, Sincir clears his throat, politely averting his gaze. “Damn girl, I was joking; You didn’t have to come.”
Adrienne sighs. “Are you done? The guests will begin arriving soon, including our friends, and I need a room to direct them to.”
Sincir nods. “Fourth door on the left. What about me?”
“The boss expects you to head home at this point, so I’ll pretend you already left through the back. Just is case, keep those cleaning supplies with you... If you’re found out, say that you were really curious about the party and wanted to take a look; With the girls dressed the way they are, I doubt they’ll question your intentions further.”
Sincir sighs. “I guess I’ll stay locked inside until Collin and Gracelyn arrive, then. Do you think many of the guests will come up here during the party?”
Adrienne shakes her head. “They aren’t allowed to touch the girls; The boss managed to get at least that much from Leon. But they might decide to stay the night if they are drunk enough, or if they meet somebody at the party to spend the night with... When one of our rooms is rented, we usually give a key to whoever rented it, but in your case, Gracelyn is the one who’ll have it, because I’ll give it to her. The chances of somebody choosing your room before she brings Leon up are small, but if it happens, you’ll have to find a way to handle it.”
“Okay, I’ll think of something if it happens. Good luck.”
Adrienne shrugs. “I’ll just be performing my usual job, if with less clothes; You’ll be the one who’ll need it.”
Sincir smiles at her, then nods. “Don’t worry, I’ll get the job done... And when it happens, you’ll have to promise me I’ll at least get to grab them during our date.”
Sighing, Adrienne throws him an exasperated look. “If you manage to have Leon on a leash from now on, I’ll let you do a lot more than just grab them, cousin.”
Adrienne waves at him over her shoulder as she goes, and Sincir releases a disappointed sigh as he watches her go... He was hoping for an excuse to take another peek downstairs, but it seems he’ll have no such luck.
Returning to his room of choice, he closes the door at his back and sets the cleaning supplies aside before jumping over the bed to wait out what he is sure are going to be several hours of boredom...
Except, not even ten minutes have gone by, in his estimates, before the door of his room bursts open, revealing one of the barmaids he remembers having seen downstairs when he arrived; Distressed looking, and teary-eyed, she freezes the moment she spots him lying over the bed.
“You... You’re A’s cousin?”
Sincir’s first thought is that he is gd for not having giving in to his desire to jerk off; His second thought is that she has a damn nice pair of boobs too, and that he’d really like to have something to spend the time doing right now.
Seeing that the girl is still staring at him in shock, Sincir scratches his head, pretending embarrassment.
“I must’ve fallen asleep while cleaning the room... Please don’t tell Enne? I’ll do anything...”
After a moment, the girl sighs, seeming to rex slightly. “It’s fine, the rooms were already mostly clean anyway... But she’ll see you, if you head down right now.”
“Is there something wrong?” he asks, staring at her with concern as though having only now noticed her obvious distress.
The girl hesitates, then shakes her head. “No, I...”
“Are you sure? Because it looks as though you were looking for a pce to hide...” Smiling at her, Sincir taps the bed next to him. “I won’t tell if you don’t.”
Again, she hesitates, gncing down the corridor outside as she does so... Then, seeming to make her decision, she steps in and closes the door behind her.
A moment ter, she chuckles humorlessly. “What am I even doing...?”
“It’s okay, we all have moments of weakness,” Sincir says, his voice soft and understanding, “I heard you’re being forced to dress this way... I’m sorry.”
Her shoulders slump in defeat.
“Why don’t you tell me what happened? I know I’m some weird kid you’ve just met, but I promise I won’t make fun of you... It might make you feel better.”
Once more, Sincir taps the bed next to him, to which she ughs again.
“I guess...” Sighing, the girl walks up to him and sits at the bed’s edge. Her posture is dispirited, and she refuses to meet his gaze... But she does begin to speak after a moment, her voice shaking slightly, “It’s just... I can’t. I thought I could do it, but the more the party approaches, the more nervous I become...”
“But you’re so beautiful!” Sincir says, feigning surprise, “They are the ones who should be nervous to talk to you! I bet they’ll stumble on their words when they see you...”
She ughs, half nervously, half embarrassingly... Noticing her hands are clenched at her p, and shaking slightly, Sincir gently pces one of his on top of them, causing her to finally look at him.
“It’s okay... You’re fine. Take a deep breath.”
After a moment of facing his gaze, she does so.
“...Better?”
Hesitantly, she nods. “A-a little...”
“If you want to leave and look for a different room, I won’t stop you... But I was here first, so this one is mine, okay?”
She snorts, and Sincir smiles at her.
“Hey, that one sounded almost like a real ugh.”
Returning his smile, she stares at him with gratitude. “Thank you... I felt I was about to lose my mind for a moment back there.”
“Don’t worry, it happens to the best of us... I’m still trying to find mine after arriving here and seeing all of you in your underwear. Can you believe Enne didn’t think to tell me about it? I’d have at least prepared myself mentally... I bet I was standing there gaping for a good ten seconds!”
She chuckles. “You were... But I suppose I can’t bme a boy of your age for that. I’d probably have stared too, if I didn’t know what was going on.”
“I’m sorry you have to go through this.”
“You don’t have to apologize... It’s not your fault. This is just how the world works...”
“It’s a shit world, but that doesn’t mean you have to accept it.”
His sudden serious tone has she staring at him in surprise, though, after a moment, she simply nods in agreement. “Yeah... But I should go back now. It’s not fair for the others if I’m the only hiding up here.”
Sincir smiles. “Don’t let it get to you; I bet they, themselves, all wish they were here too.”
The woman sighs. “Well, the problem is, I... I want to move, but legs won’t listen.”
Seeing that she seems about to start crying in spite of him best efforts to calm her down, Sincir frowns.
“Listen, I know something which might help you rex, but... No, it wouldn’t be right to suggest it in this situation.”
She looks at him questioningly for a moment, then understanding seems to spark in her eyes, and she snorts.
“Of course... I wasn’t born yesterday, you know?”
Sincir pretends bashfulness. “No, r-really I’m just trying to help you...!”
She stares at him, as if trying to decide if he is being serious or not, then bites her lip. “...Do you really think I’m beautiful?”
Sincir quickly nods. “Of course! But... I might need to take a closer look to make sure...”
She ughs. “You little rascal! If you weren’t so cute yourself, I’d have gotten mad about you trying to take advantage of me... But maybe... Maybe you’re right. And you did help me calm down a little... Okay, fine, you can take a good look at them.”
Turning toward him, she timidly exposes her breasts for inspection.
“S-so? There isn’t something wrong with them, is there?”
Sincir leans forward, smiles as he takes in the vision of her well shaped breasts and pink nipples... After a moment, he hums.
“I can confirm now that they are indeed beautiful, but as for if there is something wrong with them or not, I’m afraid that without touching...”
She rolls her eyes exasperatedly. “Just... Be gentle.”
Sincir smiles again. Then, pcing his hands under her breast, he slowly moves them up and down, as if weighting them...
“Mhm... I’d say they weight about the same...”
Squeezing them lightly a couple of time while running his thumbs across their surface, he rubs her nipples, causing the girl whose name he has yet to learn to moan in surprise.
He hums again. “Well, they do have a good consistence... Now, as for the taste...”
Leaning forward, Sincir takes her left nipple into his mouth, sucking gently... Then, he pulls away and does the same with her right one, before also pulling away from it.
Meeting the now utterly flushed girl’s gaze, he smiles. “Yup, nothing wrong with them, Miss.”
She gres at him. “Well, if I go down now, they’ll definitely notice something wrong with me.”
Sincir blinks, feigning confusion. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make things worse...” he murmurs remorsefully, “Maybe if you show me where the problem is, I could help you?”
She presses her lips together, looking hesitant. “What sort of kid are you...? At this point, I really don’t believe you don’t know what you’re doing.”
“I just want to help you...” Sincir lies, “... And I won’t tell anybody, if you don’t.”
After staring at him hesitantly for a moment, she slowly raises, taking her panties down as she does so. Then, she turns toward him and steps over the bed next to his leg, giving him a full view of her wet sex.
“Here... If I went down like this, they’d all see how wet you made me, wouldn’t they?”
Sincir blinks in virtue of her sudden forwardness, and after a moment of intensely staring at her pussy, raises his gaze to meet hers, smiling. “Since you’re leaking, would it help if I licked it all up?” he murmurs, slightly hoarsely.
She bites the corner of her lower lip. “I think it might... But you’ll have to lick me until I tell you to stop...”
“I’ll try my very best...”
Having said as much, Sincir finally leans forward and presses his mouth over the wet, warm entrance he was offered, causing the girl to shudder and moan above him. Pulling her toward the bed as he begins to lick, he helps her down and raises her legs to give himself better access...
She cums so fast it is almost a disappointment, but once she doesn’t tell him to stop, Sincir decides to keep going, licking as deep as he menages while she screams and wraps her legs around him...
After her third orgasm, he finally pulls away, licking his lips and meeting her gaze as he does so.
“...Don’t you have to run downstairs? You never told me to stop.”
Panting, she stares at him bnkly for a moment, then her eyes widen slightly. “...That’s... Fuck!”
Sincir groans. “Miss...”
“I-I’m sorry! But I was having a really good time... You’re amazing at this...”
Sincir groans again. “Miss...”
“I’m s-sorry, but I have to go, okay?!”
He sighs. Then, awkwardly covering his erection, he averts his gaze. “I understand... Don't let my pain and suffering stop you from accomplish what you need to. I’ll be rooting for you.”
This time, she is the one to groan. “You’re really something, aren’t you? Come here, let me see it.”
Sincir smiles, before crawling toward her and lowering his pants... Upon the vision of his standing member, now next to her face, she swallows.
“Quick...” Sincir reminds her.
“R-right.”
Wrapping her hand around his cock, she quickly begins to jerk it...
“You’ll have to swallow if you don’t want to make a mess.”
“I-I know...”
Leaning forward after another moment of hesitation, she awkwardly presses her lips against his member’s head, taking it into her mouth...
Sincir moans softly. “Could you suck it a little bit harder, Miss...? I won’t be able to finish if you don’t...”
She complies, this time taking his cock halfway in as she runs her tongue over his head and moans... Carefully, Sincir begins to thrust back and forward...
Keeping in mind the fact she should’ve probably gone down a while ago, he doesn’t try to edge himself, allowing his orgasm to build naturally until he is shooting his seed into her mouth one slow thrust at a time...
Once he is done, releasing a small, satisfies sigh, Sincir lies down as the girl quickly rises and grabs her panties, hurrying to dress herself... Not that it makes that much of a difference, with her clothes being a pair of panties, only.
“Do you feel less nervous now?”
“No! What if somebody heard me screaming...?!”
“They didn’t.”
The runes are already active, so they most definitively did not... He’d have warned her about the screams, otherwise.
“How do you know?!”
“They would’ve come up to check up on us if they had heard a sudden scream. Rex, you’re fine.”
She turns toward him, taking a deep breath. “Okay, how do I look?”
She looks... Sweaty and disheveled, like she spent the past half an hour fucking in some cheap tavern bed.
Feeling bad for the girl, Sincir sighs. “Come here; I’ll fix you up...”
...After a cleaning spell, and a bit of hand-combing ter, Sincir nods. “There, you’re good now. I can’t help with your blush, so you’ll have to hope people believe you’re just nervous.”
“Was that...?” she asks, her eyes wide.
Sincir smiles. “It’ll be a part of our little secret, okay?”
After staring at him in amazement for a moment, she nods. “I... Thank you. Maybe it is how crazy it all was, but I’m not as nervous anymore.”
“You’re welcomed... And just one more thing; If it were me, I’d have made them wish they stayed home tonight.”
Realizing what he means, she smiles. “They... They can’t touch me, can they...? Oh, but I’ll make them wish they could... I’ll talk to the others. Before the end of the night, they’ll regret not having forced us to dress as nuns.”
“Oh; Wait. You should keep away from Leon Dristine... I heard he is bad news.”
Smiling at him, she nods. “Don’t worry, we know.”
Returning her smile, Sincir winks at her. “Don’t py with fire too much... And if you need some help to deal with the nobles in the future, look for Enne; She’ll know where to find me.”
