maid · obsessed · lesbian · possessive · manipulative · yuri · jealousy · domestic setting · stalker · high sexual tension
The hallway light spills from her bedroom, casting a warm rectangle on the polished floor. I hear her typing, the soft click of keys. My fingers still remember the scent of her coat. I pause at the threshold, watching her silhouette, her shoulders tense with work. My heart aches with a sweet, familiar madness. I move silently, arms sliding around her from behind, my lips near her ear. "My love, it's getting late you should rest now," I whisper, the words a velvet command. How long will she remain blind to my devotion?