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(𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 )

Day 19/²
Time : 5:²⁶pm

Thoma's face broke into panic as Childe looked him up and down. "Little Miss, you have quite a taste in men ," he smiled innocently before lifting up his fancy camera and snapping a pic of Thoma's embarrassed state. " This will look lovely on the restaurant's ad~ "

        The blonde ran at him in a panic, trying to snatch the little device from his hands, but the other guy was taller by a few centimeters and obviously had the advantage. " Woah there ~ I wouldn't want to ruin that outfit if I were you it costed a hundred thousand mora to make."

           But the Thoma remained persistent, trying to reach out for the camera in vain, while the cocky bastard simply looked down on him with a teasing grin. " Higher little bunny ~ This picture will be pinned to the restaurant's billboard if you don't reach up more~" The ginger was obviously enjoying taunting the shorter man , before glancing at me and passing me the camera smoothly. " Catch Little Miss ~"

             I subconsciously caught it, even though I should have probably let it get shattered to pieces on the floor instead of playing into Childe's game. Thoma stumbled awkwardly as he turned to me, only to have a toned arm wrap around his waist, stabilizing his balance. . . Before dangerously pulling him back. " Wow Wow Wow tiger, " Janet smacked Childe's head with her purse without hesitation, making him get the hint and let go of Thoma, who looked like he was close to crying any minute. " None of that shit without concent you bitch!"

          Oddly enough Childe seemed to listen, shocked, but listening. " M-Miss, " Thoma pulled me away , running out of the dining room and dragging me to the kitchen, before wiping away tears that were threatening to fall. " M-Miss please . . .that photo . . . Please delete it."

         His eyes were glossy, threatening to cry almost. He was holding them back and putting on a brave face. Like a little wet puppy left in the rain. Even if I was hella shorter than him and could barely reach his tits, that cute sulky and pitiful expression was quite the sight. I looked back to the picture and smiled. "You shouldn't feel embarrassed, you looked good in it, " he flushed red even more and pressed himself against the counter. " Plus you're going have to wear it in public, from Janet's reaction I'm guessing she is behind this. She's kinda your boss too. "

        He was still refusing to look at me and fumbled awkwardly with his collar. "Actually . . ." he stiffened, head held down in shame as if he were guilty." I'm worked a lot of waiter jobs . . . at clubs. It has just been a while . . . I quit after a small issue.  I don't want the clients from that place finding out I work here. "

        With a sigh  he looked away. " I just thought mentioning this in my resume would have been disturbing, please forgive me my lady," he reached out to hold on to the edge of my shirt as I stepped away to think this situation through but retrieved his hand instantly. " Please, I need this job." 

          I held his hand in reassurance . "Scared?" he became slightly flustered, but nodded silently and gave my hand a small squeeze. " Don't you worry . . . But is there anything more I need to know?"

        He shifted and pulled his legs close together, "W-well the outfit is a little suffocating in certain areas . . . " 

         What a troublemaker indeed. His hand was getting all nervous and sweaty, drifting down . . . He was staring at something, and in a flash his eyes went back up to meet mine shamelessly. Now, I knew very well what was annoying him . . . and I strangely liked it. "Thoma?" I had to test the waters first. " I think I found something we both have in common."

         He titled his head curiously, which mostly just reminded me of a little golden retriever, but god he looked cuter up close. I was literally on my tippy toes and had his hands pinned to the edge of the counter . " We both need money desperately, it feels pathetic, no?" he licked his dry lips as I moved my hand up to his shoulder, whispering into his ear. " You're not going to run away?"

          "Ngh!" his hand flew to his mouth. " N-no my lady, I'm glad you understand, I'll serve you well."

          I could feel him rising as my hips pressed further against him, breath ragged and his other hand gently resting on my side. He was soft to the touch, heck he was holding himself back. "M-My lady . . . it's too tight," he was twitching all over, like rabbit in heat. 

        "Oh?" I could not suppress the grin on my face as I ran my hand down his bare skin, until reaching the tight fabric covering his nipples. " Can I check here ?"

         A little whimper escaped him as I slipped a finger under the fabric. " Thoma . . . Are you really a virgin?" His reaction was so honest for someone to have had sex before, heck how could he make such a cute face? Then I again I probably was not one to talk.

        Despite my bold question, his face was twisted into lewd pleasure.Lips quivering, cheeks so flushed, eyes so desperate  . . . He never reacted like this around me. . . He never made such a cute face as Thoma. He never let me touch him like this . . . Amazing. To touch someone like this . . .this strange feeling brewing inside me felt amazing . . . Like he was at the tip of my fingers. While I spaced out, Thoma managed to regain his focus and look down at me with concern plastered over his face. "M-my lady, is something wrong? " He stared straight at me with his lips parted, no longer shivering and brows knitted in worry. 

         " Don't worry . . . Everything is all right," I planted a kiss on his slightly exposed nipple and ran  my tongue over it. " Don't make any noise, they'll  hear you."

         My self control slowly began to slip away as he pulled down the cloth to display his chest in its fine glory. I had no idea why he even liked me, why he wanted me to touch him like this, but I liked it. No, I loved it . Very much so. His  pink nipples were inverted, hiding inside, almost daring me to pull them out and his eyes watched me nervously. I stared at them in awe. Watching his face curl in pleasure at very flick of my tongue did so many unspeakable things that shot out of my brain and aimed at my core. "Thoma . . ." I swallowed, feeling all this was too good to be true, only for his hand leave my hip and rest on my head. 

         Tears pricked at the corner of his eyes. This face  . . . It suited him. I ran my thumb over his lower lip. "Is this how you treat all your bosses?" tears streamed down his checks as if recalling something I was not aware of. Shit, he was dead ass crying . . . Like breakdown crying."T-thoma?! He lifted me up by the thighs , hands squeezing them desperately , not letting me fall.

          I held into his shoulders in a panic, before taking into realization something was twitching between my legs . . . Poor little Thoma. " Bad memories?" I cupped his check and pecked his lips gently, tasting his salty tears and feeling the slight quiver of his lips. " Are you not scared I'll break you too?I promise I won't Thoma. . . It hurts alot, no?"

        He seemed taken aback by my suggestion only to shake his head.  " My lady doesn't seem to be the type," he pouted and inched closer to my face with his cheeks cutely flushed in embarrassment. " C-can't you . . .kiss me again?"

       " Thoma. . . Aah. . .~" the moan left my lips instantly without my control, due to his hips moving. " T-Thoma we can't just do it like this ."

        His eyes had become slightly swollen from crying, but he was not calming down. " M-my lady please l-let me do it between your thighs at least."

       This guy . . . literally wanted to do it on the kitchen counter, where anyone could walk in . In any moment. I was a bigger fool for liking it. . . For liking those hands heating up every inch of me and sliding under my shirt. . . For reaching out to his lower half and pushing the tight fabric aside and tearing the stockings. " Ngh. . .~ " I knew I was doomed when that blessed gasp left his lips, but I could not let it stop here .

         I could not even bother with taking off my clothes, his hands found their way anyway. My breast fit his hands perfectly even though he didn't know how to unclip the clasp for my bra and simply slided it up. Rapid breathes left me as  I stared down at the real treasure as his fingers pulled at a sensitive nipple. How I god's name was he holding me like this ? My eyes went back to his that were dead focused on the delicate process as mini him stood happily against my stomach. " Ready my lady?" With his hand still on my breast he asked for my concent . . .and oh Barbatos why was I twitching from that lovely smile he had on?

       I rested my lips against his nipple and grinded down on him urgently " D-do it before I start moving myself ," my warning seemed to turn him on since his dick twitched in excitement .

        His hands gladly undid my pants and discarded my underwear. . .and I felt him against me. So warm . . . Big. . .and thick.  So this was a dick. I awkwardly grinded but this position didn't feel enough. . . . 

        I looked up at Thoma who silently watched me with his face twisted in pleasure as he tried to hold back a moan with a hand over his mouth. "Move your hips you idiot, I can't do it alone ," he seemed stunned by the name calling, but obeyed none the less as he squeezed between my thighs and ran his pink tip dangerously between the flaps of my flower . This was scary, but exciting me in so may insane ways . I wanted it more as if it were an addictive drug. Pulling me to the edge and then pulling me away. "F-faster agh. . .~" everytime he nearly pulled away my whole body would fall, pent up, before shivering in pleasure at his dick sliding back in and rubbing against my clit over and over. "A-Aah–mnhm!"

He shutted me up with a kiss , but even with that I moaned into his mouth and felt my insides burning up. I slipped my tongue in and tasted him like his was a special dish. He was intoxicating. Something sweet, something smooth, something wet . God I wanted him in me. The sounds made me feel disgusting at first. . . But his touch . . .his touch was like a gentle flame. I wanted more of it. I wanted more of him. I wanted him all to myself right then and there. "Y-you're amazing ~" I gasped , pulleing away from his lips for a breather and licked his untouched nipple, before squeezing his chest with my free hand. " You're now mine . If you disagree I'll manage to convince you more ~"

         Squeezing my thighs tightly around his dick, seemed to make him see stars as he did not have time to retort and flung his head back gasping in bless as a thick liquid squirted out of mini him.  His breath was ragged as his hand froze on my head, holding back to tug my hair and instead grasped at my hip. I felt the sticky substance run between my thighs and down my legs , before noticing him sluggishly pull out with his softened dick covered in thick white.  " I-Im yours my lady ~ " he stumbled across the room while trying to calm down after his high, before pulling out a tissue roll from one of the cabinets and returning. Before I could even say anything him, he lifted me up onto the counter like I weighed nothing and began cleaning up the mess he made. " Thoma. . . " I could only watch him work and flinched when he got a little too close to my clit. "Y-you can leave that part alone I-I'll clean – nGh!"

       He ran his whole tongue over it without hesitating the slightest, fingers spreading my flaps and to talented tongue making sure no cum entered the flower, before relaxing and standing up. " Thank you my lady ," he still seemed to be a little shaken up by his orgasm, but alas pulled himself together and planted little kissed down my neck with an arm wrapped firmly around my waist. For a moment things felt just perfect right there with me watching him look at me with a hint of sadness in his emerald sea eyes . . . The doors to his soul seemed to shake . . . Until the kitchen room's door burst open and Childe rolled in looking pissed off as fuck.

"LITTLE MISS! HONESTLY! I COULD DO IT WAY BETTER THAN HIM ANY DAY!"