A/N: This one ended up being a little heated then I expected. The set-up goes on. Thanks to Elder-master yet again. Enjoy.
(Winter Palace: Royal Apartments)
"You mean to tell me that she really has no idea what is expected of her? How Preposterous!" Shizuma rebuked as her jacket was removed. The sun had since set and now dusk cast across the city, as if to tell all it was time to begin nightly activities.
"That seems the case My Tsarina." Miyuki replied unsure of Shizuma's reaction. Normally there was more of a show after Shizuma was informed of things that went against her favor. Miyuki could not even begin to guess went though her master's mind. Not that she ever troubled herself with such things. As it was, things were often better if one just went with the flow as it were.
"Really, this is turning out to be a real bother." Shizuma said as the last of her garments were removed.
Kaori busied herself behind her mistress locating the first layer of Shizuma's formal uniform. Dinnertime at the palace was always a pageant. The dress code was as strict as the etiquette and no slip ups were allowed. The residents of the palace had long since had this protocol drilled into them as children. But then again, this was supposed to be the home of the sovereign ruler; such things were more or less to be expected.
"I do believe she will come around. She is just shocked with the change. Soon enough she will realize..." Miyuki's thoughts trailed as her eyes wandered across Shizuma's skin. Despite being a frequent nightly guest, Miyuki was reminded of the endless pull to her master. She did not quite understand it herself, but she did not question. Miyuki broke her sight away from her master's torso as she finished her last thought, "...there is nothing wrong with being chosen by you."
Shizuma noticed Miyuki's glance and smiled wryly. Shizuma never admitted it, but she was attracted to Miyuki differently than the others. Miyuki understood her role that was certain, but there was something else that Shizuma noticed within her closest consort. Often, the harder Shizuma pushed, the more Miyuki was liberated. This was no more apparent than during the long winter nights. Miyuki became a different person after she retired, someone who enjoyed carnal pleasure. Having put the musing aside, Shizuma felt the softness of a silk shirt meet her back and automatically extended her arms through the sleeves.
"I wonder if you will look at me the same way when we are old Miyuki. I can't help but feel alive when you glance at my naked body." Shizuma walked forward, much to Kaori's annoyance; she had already been at Shizuma's back with the next piece of uniform. Shizuma approached Miyuki from the front, not bothering to close the shirt. Truth be told, with each step Shizuma thought more and more about releasing Miyuki from that troublesome uniform and feasting on the flesh that lie beneath.
Miyuki, for her part, could only pay attention to the voluptuous body of her master. She was sure she was flushed and fought to contain her own heat as Shizuma stopped in front of her. Amber eyes ablaze, Shizuma reached around Miyuki's back and touched the first button that centered on Miyuki's neck. Kaori had already made for the door and closed it softly. Kaori learned the mood swings of her master long ago and knew when she could return.
"Miyuki, shouldn't you be getting ready as well?" Shizuma said, her smile never breaking form as she started on the buttons. Miyuki's breath began to quicken as her arms draped to the side. She willingly allowed her uniform to be removed.
The truth was becoming ever present in Miyuki's mind. How it did not matter what was on the schedule. At this moment, she could only thank her master for each button undone. The heat was becoming near feverish, the ringing in her ears only getting louder and louder. She put up a false front, as to say that she was resisting but she only wanted more. Miyuki longed for the touch on her bare skin. She was barely able to prevent a shy smile from coming across her face as her service dress hit the floor, leaving only the light cotton slip under it. The evidence of Miyuki's excitement protruded through the material over her bust.
"You love it." Shizuma said barely above a whisper. Shizuma lightly slid a finger over one of Miyuki's breasts only to watch it bounce slightly. "Take your clothes off, I want to see your hungry body."
Miyuki shook as her arms reached down to the hem of her slip. Slowly Miyuki pulled it up. The thought of her wet skin being exposed only pushed Miyuki further and further into that haze that she so adored. Miyuki's breath had become nothing but short gasps as she felt her breasts freed from their confinement. Her knees buckled inward and Miyuki's hips shifted slightly forward as if to tease her master. The final barrier hit the floor with a light 'fluff' as Miyuki's arms hung down at her sides once more.
"I think we are going to be late. What do you think, Miyuki?" Shizuma asked as she finally allowed herself to trace Miyuki's spine. Miyuki however, was smiling at the question. She needed this now.
"Please, do not make me wait. Have your fill of me. I cannot stand it anymore. Please." Miyuki begged. Shizuma slightly giggled at her servant's plea as she discarded her shirt. Shizuma then pulled Miyuki into a tight embrace. The candles flickered for a second as Shizuma began her first meal of the night with a deep kiss. Miyuki on the other hand, continued to shudder as she pushed the last bit of her humanity from her mind and became an animal. Miyuki allowed her embarrassment to shatter away as her shame was exposed.
And then, she squealed in relish.
(Winter Palace: Noble Apartments)
Things had been dead quiet in the room of the freshly arrived Lady. Some time ago, her servants returned and began getting ready for the evening. Nagisa had found some solace in her bath and was thankfully able to gather her wits about her once more.
"Milady, will you really not be in need of the both of us?" Tamao asked.
"No, I wish for you to stay here Tamao. You should familiarize yourself with the area. Chiyo will be more than enough company." Nagisa said as her hair was set from behind.
"As you wish Milady, I cannot read the language of this land yet, but there were several books with Roman text. I am confident that I can figure them out." Tamao said with an upbeat voice. Nagisa could not help but feel Tamao's optimism as she smiled brilliantly. Chiyo on the other hand, was less than confident. Chiyo sat in a chair behind her Lady and continued to fidget.
"Chiyo, you must not go in your uniform. Retrieve your formal dress from your luggage. You will be escorting Milady tonight. This is not to be taken lightly!" Tamao stated. Nagisa was sure that she wanted to wag her finger at Chiyo, but refrained from doing so as she sat in front of her.
"Y-yes!" Chiyo bolted up from her chair and immediately headed for her room.
"Must you be so hard on her, Tamao? I have a feeling that she is not learning anything by being told what to do all the time." Nagisa said as Tamao completed setting her sash.
"That girl is meek, Milady, she only just became a servant a few years ago. She was raised as a noble's daughter and not a servant. She lacks the honed skills to do things properly." Tamao said. Nagisa couldn't help but think Tamao was too hard on Chiyo. There was probably a relationship between them that Nagisa was not aware of. Nagisa was well aware that Tamao saw herself as less.
This was a point that led to many arguments between them. Tamao had become more relaxed in recent years, but Nagisa still saw the 'mother' aspect rear its head every so often. That was something Nagisa had come to respect from her servant. If ordered, Tamao would drop everything and converse with her master, despite being uncomfortable.
Nagisa often wished that Tamao had also been born to nobility. The two had met only five years previously, Chiyo had only been picked up two years prior. So it was an interesting arrangement. Just then a knock on the door interrupted Nagisa's thoughts. Soon after, the left door opened. Nagisa was surprised that the one opening it was dressed for the occasion. Nobles rarely opened doors for themselves and Nagisa she saw the figure behind the other enter the room.
"Ah! At last we meet Lady Nagisa!"
Dark was all that Nagisa could think as she looked at this woman. "Dark eyes, dark hair, dark clothing," Nagisa thought, though there was a white shawl over her arms, to lighten up the outfit. The girl that had opened the door closed it and took a servant's pattern behind the 'dark' woman.
"How nice, how very nice, you have such a splendid room! The soon to be favorite of the soon to be Tsarina resides here. How amusing…" The woman inhaled from a long metal pipe as she continued to inspect the room. She had since forgotten about Nagisa and the hard staring Tamao.
"And who are you?" Nagisa asked still displeased by the intruder's last statement.
"Oh? So sharp we are! Hmm, I do not know if I should tell you now. You are being rude." The woman retorted as a sparkle danced in her dark eyes.
"Rude? You call my master rude? It seems that the nobles in this country do not knowmanners!" Tamao railed. The woman simply gauged her as one would gage an annoyed squirrel. The girl who had remained indifferent until now began to stare daggers at Tamao.
"Hmm, so this is how servants act in Germany? The Tsarina, save us all." The woman shot back at Tamao happily.
"Tamao, can you not see that this woman is baiting you. Please, remain quiet." Nagisa ordered as Tamao closed her mouth, but continued to stare back at the woman's escort.
"'Baiting…? I would never do something so boring. I think what you mean is 'belittling'. In any case, I have played with your servant to my content so I will tell you who I am. Chikaru… My house does not need to be spoken; you only need know my name. As I already know yours..." Chikaru spoke as she continued to appear amused.
"Lady Chikaru, why have you come to my residence?" Tamao asked. She was rather curious of this 'Chikaru'.
"Because I needed something to occupy my time, normally by now servants would have been sent to tell us dinner is prepared. The interesting thing is we cannot eat until Her Highness is ready. I suspect she has decided to have an early 'snack' and that is why the whole show has been held up. That might not be what actually happened. But it is just my personal guess." Chikaru said as Chiyo re-entered the room wearing a rather conservative dress compared to Chikaru's servant.
"The gods be damned. To think I would lose to a newcomer. Not even my Kagome can keep up with this level of cute." Chikaru said as she eyed Chiyo from head to toe.
"Cute?" Nagisa inquired.
"Yes, yes cute! There is an ongoing game between that Momomi and I. Though I think she will have a new person to cast her ire upon. You should take the other one, but I think she would attract Her Highness. Really, that girl likes the lower classes for some reason. Ah! No matter! This will provide much table discussion. Off we go! "Chikaru said as the door was opened and she departed with her servant, leaving Nagisa, Tamao, and Chiyo to wonder about their new residence.