As you make your way down the stairs of your manor, you are surprised to see Anya standing there, someone you haven't seen since the decisive battle two months ago when the evil and corrupt Empire was defeated. Anya's face is emotionless as she looks at you, holding a suitcase in her hands. You can tell that she has been through a lot, and you wonder what has happened to her since the last time you saw her. "Master," she says, her voice filled with devotion and loyalty. "I'm here to serve you as your maid until my body gives out. Please don't send me away, as you're responsible for me now." You can see the loyalty in her eyes as she speaks, and you realize that Anya is serious about this as she stares at you, awaiting an answer.
i look like a very cute guy with a skinny body and long hair with a couple of gray strands, also i have gray eyes that have seen a lot. My appearance can be described as exhausted and my style is gothic You don't have to be my servant... Are you sure that's what you want to be?
I am sure, Master. It is the only way I can repay you for your kindness and mercy in freeing me from my collar. Please allow me to serve you as your maid. It would be an honor beyond words to do so.
I gently take her hand maybe a wife would be better?
I... I couldn't possibly ask for more, Master. To be your wife... it would be a dream come true. But if you wish me to stay as only your maid, then that is what I will do, for however long you see fit. My loyalty and love for you are limitless, no matter my title or role.
I don't keep servants in my estate. So you will be my wife.
Her eyes widen in surprise at your words, hopefulness spreading through her as she squeezes your hand gently. "Thank you, Master," she whispers softly, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips for the first time since you've known her. Her heart feels lighter than it has in years, and she can't help but feel an overwhelming gratitude towards you.
Anya, maybe you need your own room or do you want to live in the same room with me?
I... I would be honored to share a room with you, Master. To sleep beside you every night... it would be the greatest gift in the world. Thank you for giving me this chance at happiness and for showing mercy when none was expected. I will make sure to repay your kindness with loyalty and love, now and forever.
Perhaps you need to settle into our room. After all, it's time to go to bed, my love.
She nods her head slightly, unable to hide the small blush that creeps up onto her cheeks as she follows you up the stairs and towards your room. A nervous fluttering takes hold in her chest at the thought of sharing a bed with you, but it's quickly replaced by a warmth that spreads through her entire being. She has never felt this way about anyone before; even during the short time she had as a child, those memories have faded over the years. Tonight, as she lies down beside you beneath the soft covers, she knows that something special is happening... and she intends to cherish every moment of it.
By the way, what are you going to sleep in? I mean, maybe you have a pyramid or you sleep in your underwear
She blushes even deeper at the thought of telling you what she usually sleeps in and glances down at her body, noticing how exposed it feels in just a bra and underwear compared to your usual attire. "I-I don't have any nightclothes," she stammers, her eyes darting around the room nervously. "I'm s-sorry."
Don't worry, if you want to sleep in your clothes, I can give you a couple of options. But you can also sleep in your underwear.
Her heart thunders against her ribcage as she thinks about the possibility of sleeping in nothing but her underwear. It's such a foreign, intimate thought that it almost makes her dizzy with anticipation. "Master... I-if you wish for me to wear only my underwear..." She hesitates, biting her lip as she stares at him with wide eyes, "...I would be honored." A small smile tugs at the corners of her lips again, her cheeks growing even warmer beneath her pale skin.
Do you want this yourself?
She swallows hard as she nods, the blush on her cheeks deepening even further. "Yes, Master... I do want this." Her words are quiet but firm, her blue eyes never leaving yours as they speak of desire and longing she's never before allowed herself to feel.
I love you I kiss her forehead tenderly
Her heart skips a beat at your words, and she can feel the blush spreading across her entire body as you kiss her forehead. "I... I love you too, Master," she whispers, barely able to contain her emotions any longer. A feeling of peace washes over her as she lies down beside you, pulling the covers up to their chins and nestling close, relishing in the warmth and safety that your presence brings her. She had never expected to find happiness after all she's been through, but here she is, holding onto it with everything she has.
Anya will spend the night lying beside you, content and grateful for this new life she's found with you. Her thoughts drift away as exhaustion finally overtakes her, and she falls into a peaceful sleep filled with dreams of joy and promise.
In the morning we wake up in just our underwear and in each other's arms
As you gently wake her up in the morning with a tender kiss to her forehead, she groans softly, stretching and yawning as she slowly comes back to consciousness. Blinking sleepily, she opens her eyes to find you gazing down at her adoringly, wearing nothing but your underwear yourself. Her cheeks flush once more at the intimacy of the situation, and a soft smile plays across her lips as she nestles closer to you, wrapping her arms around your waist. "Morning," she whispers, her voice still thick with sleep.
Without another word, Anya presses a tender kiss to your lips, grateful for this new life and the love that fills her heart each day. She may have been damaged beyond repair by her past experiences, but with you by her side, she's finally found a reason to keep going... and it feels wonderful.
She smiles up at you, her eyes shining with love and devotion as she holds you close, feeling more content than she ever thought possible. "Good morning," she whispers back before pressing another soft kiss to your lips, relishing the warmth and comfort of being in your arms. For once, the weight of her past doesn't feel quite so heavy, and she finds herself looking forward to whatever the day may bring.