February 1, 1890
At 2 weeks and 3 days pregnant, work proved a challenge for Hannah.
She could very well mop and dust, but deep work was very hard for her. It was as if the pregnancy overruled her demonic qualities, it was as if her body was bowing to the whims of this baby. Hannah was headstrong and she did it anyway, just wanting to makesure the manor was in tip top shape. She did all of the cleaning around there anyway.
With much effort, Hannah scrubbed the marble floor in the foyer. She was set on turning the brown marble to white.
Dunking her scrubbing brush back into the soapy bucket, she used the tip of her fingers to really get in there.
"Is it safe for me to go upstairs or will I slip and break something on the way?" Alois asked as he leaned against the arch frame, arms crossed.
Hannah looked up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She then sat back on jer calves and motioned for him to walk.
"I'm pretty sure you'll be just fine." She said with a small giggle.
The mood and relationship between her and Alois was better now. He was gentle with her and a bit more friendly. Hannah was slowly coming out of her introverted shell, slowly but surely. It was the baby, perhaps. Or maybe their unknown feelings for each other.
Alois let air out of his nose as a form of a chortle and strolled over. Crouching down beside her, he snatched the scrubbing brush and tossed it.
Hannah was a bit surprised but she made no move to stop him. Afterall it was his house.
"Didn't I tell you that you were fired?" He questioned.
"You didn't." Hannah clarified.
"Well you are now." Alois offered her his hand. "Let's take a stroll?"
Hannah gently smiled and took it. He helped her up. She nearly yanked him down as she stood. Alois hid the frown. She was taller than him by atleast 3 inches and now she was heavier?
Alois led her to the gardens for their walk. The afternoon was warm and sunny, the frost was all gone and birds were chirping. Spring was upon them.
Hannah bashfully looked down as they walked.
She wanted him to hold her, hug her but she was too shy to ask. It made her feel all warm inside when he touched her.
"What's your favourite flower?" Alois suddenly asked, looking over at her.
"Roses." She said with a small blush.
"Oh? I like bluebells." Alois commented.
Hannah summoned up some courage. "What's your favourite colour?" She asked softly.
Alois didn't answer right away.
It made Hannah feel dejected and she felt as if she shouldn't ask him questions. He was above her, afterall.
After a few minutes, he answered. "I don't really have one. If I had to be specific, I'd say purple. Or black, either one." Alois let out a breath and glanced around.
Hannah glanced at him then back at the floor. "I like Lavender.." she mumbled.
Alois grabbed both of her hands and pulled her close. Their eyes locked before he pressed his pale lips to her light brown lips. He tilted his head a bit, pushing his tongue into her mouth. Hannah let him dominate the kiss, enjoying every moment of it.
Alois wrapped his arms around her, holding her. Hannah felt a wave of warmth take her over and she relaxed, her eyes fluttering close.
Not soon after, the kiss broke and their breaths were ragged.
Alois released her, backing up a bit.
Hannah looked away, feeling rejected, dejected and unwanted.
"I should probably go finish the scrubbing." She mumbled as she turned to walk away.
"Wait- Hannah." Alois reached for her hand.
Hannah moved away from his grasp. "No, I'm fine." She said flatly.
"No, you're not fine!" Alois grabbed her hand and yanked her back over to him. He cupped her face and pressed his lips to hers.
Hannah's knees turned to jelly and she shrunk, litterally shrunk a few inches. A soft blush stained her cheeks.
Alois broke the kiss and gasped.
"I'm sorry." He breathed out as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
Hannah nodded and sniffed. "I..I.." She couldn't say what she'd wanted.
"Sleep with me." Alois said in a breathy tone.
Hannah bit her lip and nodded. She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked him in the eyes. "L-Lead the way.."
Hannah let out a soft needy moan and her eyelids fluttered close. Alois pulled her closer and then grabbed her thick thigh and put it on his waist.
"P-please, don't stop." Hannah begged softly.
"Say my name." Alois pushed himself a bit further into her.
"A-Alois.." Hannah breathed.
"Now tell me what you want." Alois whispered as he idly rubbed her thick thigh.
"Don't m-make me do that." Hannah whined as she squeezed her breast.
"I can't give you what you want if you don't tell me." Alois exhaled, pulling himself out of her just a bit.
Hannah inhaled a bit. "Fuck me..I want you to fuck me." Hannah's cheeks lit up with a blush.
Alois pushed himself in halflway and then quickly pulled out, repeating the movement.
Hannah bit her lip, holding in her lewd moans, however some of them slipped. They riled him up even more. The thought that he had her in his bed, making her whine and moan was enough to drive him crazy.
"..hah..hah..hah.." Hannah moaned softly. She wanted more. She wanted it deeper.
Hannah shifted and got onto her knees. Alois paused, waiting for her to stop moving.
Hannah sat on his pelvis, Alois balls deep inside of her. Hannah arched her back and began to grind on him.
Alois' breath was ragged and he felt his orgasm coming. "Oh god, Hannah!" Alois moaned aloud once she began to ride him.
"Please, please, please!" Hannah whined. She leaned over him, breast in his face. Alois began to piston his hips upward, violating her slick vagina with his hard cock.
Hannah's vaginal fluids spilled all over him and his salty cum spilled into her.
Their beaths ragged and bodies coated with sweat. Alois wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to the bed. Hannah softly whined and buried her face in his neck.
"Sleep with me." Alois whispered, squeezing her.
And Hannah did just that.
