Bambi and the Duke
Disowned for being a human, Vivian was taken in as a maid at the age of seven by the Carmichael household. Serving one of the most respected and elite pureblood families in Bonelake, there were rules. Rules that must be followed by all servants and maids. Like everyone else, Vivian was repeatedly reminded not to disobey the rules. But before she could learn to blend into the background like the other servants, the Duke's young son calls to her, “Bambi.” And all hell breaks loose. ----- "What? Never seen a bruise before?" Leonard scoffed at the girl. "Does it hurt?" Vivian asked, gently kneeling beside him and examining the several bruises covering his face. "Not that much." Remembering what her mother used to do when she got a bruise, Vivian brought her sleeve to her mouth and blew warm air on it before placing it on the boy's cheek, taking him by surprise. Leonard swatted her hand away, a hint of pink appearing on his cheeks embarrassed, "W-what are you doing?" "Mama told me this will make the pain go away," the girl held her hand close to her chest as she shared her past memory. "I’m not a child!” Leonard huffed at her. “I don’t think you’re a child,” she stared at him with a crystal-clear gaze. Taken aback, Leonard locked eyes with her for two seconds before shaking his head. “Don’t worry about it. They’ll heal in a day or two anyways," he reassured her before getting up and taking a seat at the table where his books were placed. "Odd girl," he muttered to himself as he pulled the top book from the stack and lost himself in it.
Touch me- Part 3
He then pulled away to say, "I know Bambi. You're too tight. It will take time to get used to it," just as the words passed through his lips, Vivian's cheeks set itself on fire all over again. He couldn't help but chuckle at her pure untainted reaction.
"Why do you say it like that!" she exclaimed looked away from him. Her neck was bare for him to kiss and he took the opportunity to kiss her there.
"It's too hard not want to tease you," kissing her shoulder he ran his finger up and down her stomach, tickling her in the process as she giggles erupted out of her lips.
"Haha, stop it, Leo!"
"Why? Doesn't it feel good?" he teased her to see her shake her head but she continued to laugh until his hand slid down between her legs. The smile that had been etched on her face slowly started to calm down with her eyes on him and his on hers to gauge her expression. He saw her gulp as her throat bobbed up and down.