This is another update...thought i lost this story for a while
Hannah was still sound asleep. In the back of her mind she knew she would have to get up soon. She didn't want to though.
Slowly her door creeped open as Vincent tip toed inside.
Hannah shifted pulling the blanket around her. Her pj top was slightly thin and it didn't help that her breast where pushing against the fabric. She was cold though so she pulled the blanket tightly around her.
Vincent's curiosity started to affect him as he moved in closer attempting to remove a bit of the blanket from her body.
Hannah twitched feel something cold touch her skin. She shivered and scooched away.
"grrr" Vincent silently let out as he carefully started to think of how he'll get to see her exposed.
Hannah sighed and loosened her hands around the bedsheets.
"perfect" he quietly mumbled gently leaning on the bed and ever so slowly removing the blanket from her grasp.
Hannah shivered and reached her hands out for the sheet.
Vincent panicked and flung the sheet off her and closed his eyes fearing he may have woken her up.
Hannah rubbed her eyes lightly and looked up clearly half asleep. "...wha...?"
"...this isn't what it looks like..." Vincent said quietly nervous.
Hannah stared at Vincent. She yawned and turned away from him curling back up in the bed.
Vincent had a bit of trouble figuring out what happened but simply shrugged and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
It hardly dawned on Hannah that Vincent was even in the room. She was tired and didn't recognize that he was standing near her bed. She figured she was just dreaming.
Vincent continued with his perverted plot and walked to the other side of the bed to see her front, when he did he noticed her arm was in the way, laying across her chest just barely covering it. "drat!"
Hannah stretched and pulled her arms away.
Vincent couldn't find the words to describe the sight he was seeing. Hannah's large breasts poked out against her small almost see through night gown, revealing her cleavage.
Further down he could see her slim legs and almost more.
Hannah shivered again and turned away from Vincent. She rubbed her eyes as she slowly started to wake up.
Vincent panicked and quickly ducked and crawled underneath her bed.
Hannah slowly crawled out of bed and saw that her blanket had fallen on the floor. Slowly she reached down and placed it back on the bed.
She walked over to her drawer where her uniform was and proceeded to change out of her pajamas.
Vincent's scooted forward underneath the bed to get a better view of her as she stripped while he remained unseen.
Hannah managed to change slowly. She was horribly tried. She turned and walked out of the room mumbling something about breakfast.
Vincent waited for about 5minutes to make sure she was gone...then he crawled out from under the bed and casually walked back to his room as if nothing happened.
A good hour later Hannah walked into the room carrying a tray with breakfast on it. "Oh...your up..." She mumbled.
"indeed I was...er! um I...i mean yes I am..." fiddling around in his bed.
"And your dressed too." Hannah chuckled placing the tray on Vincent's desk. "and i just thought you couldn't dress yourself..." She smiled.
"...I'm perfectly able to dress myself...I just sometimes have better things to do so I have maids do it for me..." he turned away still remembering what her naked body looked like.
"Oh...ok..." She blushed lightly. "I...brought you breakfast...like you asked..."
"thank you...you may leave"
Hannah nodded and left the room. Vincent seemed tense wasn't to word she was looking for. But something seemed off about him.
Vincent walked over to the breakfast she laid out and chowed down, starving from the adventure he had not to long ago.
Hannah was slowly starting to figure out Vincent's schedule. Later she would try to watch him play piano again, or at least listen to him play.
After Vincent's finished breakfast he headed down for his routine piano lessons.
Hannah didn't want to get caught this time. So she stood a little away from the door and just listened to the music. It was beautiful but horribly sad.
Every now and again Hannah would hear whacking noises emanating from the room and yelling from the teacher.
Vincent sighed under his breath. "When will be aloud to play what i want...?" He said rather annoyed. "I think I'm doing a good job."
The teacher looked at him in disgust and anger. "how dare you question my methods!" *whack* *whack*. Soon enough blood was trickling from his knuckles.
Vincent hissed under his breath. "Oh..." He glared at the teacher. "It seems i cant play anymore today...you are excused." He spat.
The teacher hissed and stormed out the room. "little punk!"
Hannah made sure to be out of the way as the teacher stormed out of the room muttering under his breath.
Hannah hesitantly walked into the music room. "a...are you ok...my lord?" She asked.
"oh...I'm fine Hannah, you heard I'm guessing?..." Vincent said slowly rubbing his hands.
Hannah nodded slowly. "Your bleeding..."
"it's normal...no big deal.."
Hannah shook her head quickly. "No it's not..." She quickly pulled on Vincent's arm. "I have some bandages in my room...i can fix your hands up."
"you'd really do that for me?" his eyes gleamed.
Hannah nodded. "I...I like listening to you play. I would be hurt if you couldn't play music anymore because of that awful man hurting your hands." She pulled Vincent out of the music room.
Vincent felt a sense of love and emotion for Hannah as he was pulled along until his sister caught him with Angela pulling him along.
Francis glared at them before marching over to them. "What are you to doing?"
"my lords hand is bleeding...I'm going to bandage it...my lady" Hannah bowed a bit.
Francis gave a quick nod. "Fine..." she turned and swiftly walked away.
Hannah proceeded pulling Vincent to her room and sat him down on her bed.
Vincent was nervous he had been in Hanna's room early today. He couldn't help but feel slightly existed.
Hannah walked back over to Vincent with bandages in hand and knelt next to the bed in front of where he was sitting. "now let me see your hand"
"sure..." he smiled and held his hands out to her. "I swear that man just likes to hit me. He never listens to my music."
Hannah smiled. "I agree...you play wonderful music"
"thank you." Vincent said slowly. "you know maybe later I could show you...or I mean well you could listen to me play? If you'd like..."
Hannah blushed a little. "I would love to..." finishing the last wrap on his hand.
Vincent smiled. "maybe later on...tonight even?"
Hannah hesitated for a moment and stood up. "...um...sure...okay..."
Vincent smiled and stood up as well. "then I'll see you tonight Hannah."
He turned and walked out of her room quickly.
"I sense trouble ahead.." Hannah sighed proceeding to do her chores.
Vincent couldn't help but be in a slightly better mood for the rest of the day. He didn't complain about his studies or anything.
Meanwhile Hannah was busy dusting thinking about Vincent and what he might do tonight.
While lost in thought she accidentally knocked over a veil with her large breasts and before she could react to catch it, it had already hit the floor and shattered.
Francis happened to be passing by when she heard the crash.
She swiftly walked into the room and saw Hannah frantically picking up the pieces.
"what happened?"
"oh...um..um I accidentally knocked over this veil...I'm sorry my lady.." Hannah said frantic.
"your so clumsy." Francis chuckled. "just make sure it's all cleaned up. I don't want people stepping on glass understand?"
"yes mam..." Hannah sighed.
"good." Francis turned away. Then paused.
"please stay away from my brother...I don't want him getting any ideas." she swiftly walked out of the room.
Hannah managed to pick up the broken pieces and threw them into a nearby trash can and continued her chores trying to avoid any unnecessary thoughts.
took long enough to update...haha
