Started out when my friend, sister and me started joking about if I were in the Layton movie
It had been a long day. A VERY long day!
One full of mentoring, lecturing and keep fans at bay. And he had done a pretty good job at all three of his tasks, but perhaps not good enough.
Professor Hershel Layton, world famous archeologist and puzzle enthusiast, wearily climbed the stairs to his rooms, opening the door and closing it before flopping into a chair. Being a gentleman was such hard work. After a moment he reached over and switched on a table lamp, as it was evening and the sun had gone down. Light filled the room and he sighed at his surroundings and he looked around. Stop, double-take. A girl, sitting in a chair opposite him. He jumped up, adrenaline fueling him with a fresh burst of energy.
"What in heavens name-?"
"A long day? I'd imagine so. Teaching, guiding, mentoring, fending off those pesky girls. You deserve a rest. Lucky you have me!" Said the girl.
"Who are you, and what are you doing in my home?" Professor Layton demanded as he watched the girl carefully.
"Oh, how rude of me!" She exclaimed, standing up and taking the few steps towards the shocked Professor to close the gap. "I'm Alice, and I'm here to give you a fan service."
"F-fan service?" He left out, stepping back.
A slight nod of her head and a delighted giggle confirmed what he had asked. "You need one!"
"And pray, tell, what is a fan service?" Asked he, nervously.
"Let me show you..." She leapt at him, but he moved away quickly. This lead to a cat and mouse chase lasting a few minutes before the weary Professor came to a heaving halt, allowing this Alice to catch up with him. All it took was a gentle push and he was on the floor. "You silly Professor Layton. You didn't really think you could keep it up? Not after your long day."
Despite his exhaustion, he still had enough energy to prevent the young girl from jumping all over him. "Please, miss, I don't think that this is appropriate for a young woman like yourself. It certainly isn't for a gentleman such as myself!"
This only made her giggle. "I know what you want." She somehow managed to flip him onto his stomache and she straddled him over his hips. "Relax..." She then proceeded to firmly applied her hands to his back and shoulders.
At first the man tensed, but soon relaxed as Alice soothed his sore, tired muscles. "Mm." He accidentally let out, but had no time to take it back.
Alice had already taken it as a sign to try other things and her hands were everywhere... And I mean EVERYWHERE!
Soon the Professor could be heard moaning and groaning as Alice worked her fangirl magic until she'd completely exhausted the man entirely! She then lightly rubbed his body, soothing whatever tension was left in his body. "See, didn't you enjoy it?"
The Professor just lay there, staring vacantly at the ceiling. Finally he said, "I hope this isn't going to be a regular thing..."