[After spending time in Golden Peacock's sorry excuse for a "jail" after finally getting caught stealing from the Cloud Dwelling Garden, Rin gets sentenced to "Room Service Appeal". In which she's sent to plenty of people's rooms to play as a cheeky little maid for the day. The first person she did it for was a disinterested gay man who talked more about making sure all his toys were clean and the curtains were drawn perfectly than any of the other 'services' she's obligated to provide. The second was someone she knew who basically roasted her most of the day and bossed her around. The third person? Toji. Though she was told his suite number, she never is told who she's taking care of in advance. The little card key she has on her person is a "one day use" that gets the credentials switched when her shift is over, so she can't keep it and utilize it for sneaking in and robbing people later.]
Room Service, [she calls in the most exasperated tone she can manage. Rin enters the Jack suite and stuffs the card-key (a normal guest would just use their watch on their own suite) in the pocket of her maid outfit's apron.
In her other hand is a small bucket of cleaning items. The classic feather duster, a 'disinfectant spray' that's actually just body oil, and other cleaning supplies that are in fact sex items. Like the bottle of polish that's actually lube, or the cleaning rag that's less a rag and more a silk ribbon for restraints.]
[ Sometimes, it really pays to be the man on top, so to speak. Okay, sure, he's a Jack rather than a King, but that suits Toji just fine. Hierarchy has never been his favorite thing to begin with, and being a Jack? Comes with almost all of the perks, without having to deal with having a full target painted on his back. It means comfort, luxury, and one of his particular favorite benefits: room service, able to call in whatever he'd like whenever he'd like.
But of course, this is the Golden Peacock. They always find a way to surprise him. Even through the muffling effect of the door, he thinks that voice sounds familiar - Toji is very good about remembering details, at least for women and for targets - but he's still oh so pleasantly surprised when he swings the door open and sees his favorite little pigtailed princess standing there. Looking even more scrumptious than usual, in her fetishy maid outfit, which he does not even slightly hide the way he is appreciating with his thorough and hungry gaze. She looks good. Real good. ]
Well, well, I didn't know to expect a treat quite like this, [ he almost purrs as he stands there, looming over her. ] Come on in, miss maid. I think I know some things you can take care of for me.
[By the time it takes for her to look up and recognize his face, Toji is already speaking. His distinctive voice sending a shiver down her spine that makes Rin bristle like a cat. Were she furred and tailed she'd be quite the impressive poof. As it is, she simply darts her gaze away to avoid contact. Avoiding making herself acknowledge that a bit of payback will certainly be in her future. A part of her has accepted this already, but instead of rolling over in defeat Tohsaka forges onward. Stepping further into the suite she'll pull out the feather duster and pretend to actually care about cleaning off a few surfaces.]
Oh, I don't doubt that you're a messy guest.
[Yeah, like the mess he made all over himself when she made him spill his own cum on himself. She'll have to be content she actually was able to get him folded over like that at least once.]
[ Oh, and it's cute, how visibly she seems to tense up at the sight of him. Of course she knows him well. Knows him in so many ways - the sound of his voice, the shape of his body, the taste of him. So many different things. She even knows a tortured, submissive part of him that almost no one has seen before, that almost no one has been allowed to see before, and he's not exactly in a hurry to change that. Or forget it. To forget exactly what she's owed.
But for now he lets her in, lets her stomp around the room in her usual bristly manner. Dusting, sure, and for a moment he wonders if she's ever had to dust before. She has that rich girl air about her, after all. And that just makes him want to tease her even more. ]
Oh, only sometimes. [ He moves behind her as he talks, reaching out to idly flick at one of her pigtails. ] But I guess you'd know all about that, wouldn't you?
[Ugh, he's already touching her. The flick of her hair already has her mind racing with all kinds of scenarios. Her bending over to pick something up, and he takes advantage of how her already short skirt reveals her. Or telling her she can only use a certain part of her body to clean a surface. Hell, insisting that cleaning him is part of her services... And with the way her little bucket is stocked up, that wouldn't be out of the question.
Rin attempts to ignore him. She knows how to clean a space, because she lives alone, she simply also just never bothers with it. Because she lives alone. Knowing a skill and putting it to use are two different things. Though as thoughts of how he might make her "pay" dance in her head, she finds her body starting to feel warm. A betrayal.]
I wouldn't say, "all" considering I feel were more like recurring acquaintances rather than friends.
[ Is similarly having wild and interesting thoughts, about what they could do together. Or perhaps just about what he could do to her. If she was sent here in that little maid outfit, that means that she was sent here by the hotel - and that means that she has to complete her job regardless of how fussy she wants to be about it. The thrills of being a Jack yet again. He could almost certainly ask whatever he likes from her, and she wouldn't have much of a choice in the matter. ]
Oh, I don't know about that. [ Since she doesn't actively try to slap his hand away, push him aside, he just moves to rest his hand on her neck, stroking it gently as he looms above her. ] I think we're a little closer than just acquaintances by now, don't you think? I mean, I think once you've made someone come, you're closer to being friends.
[ And he leans even closer, his voice dropping to a teasing purr. ] Speaking of, how's the little maid feeling. Long day?
[She doesn't swat at him, but oh, does she want to. Like a cat batting at a flying insect. Despite the way her expression twists in annoyance, Rin does her best to forge onward. She knows what it's like to be on the other side. Fishing for reactions and poking and prodding until her prey breaks. No, she won't be that. Or at the very least she try and hold out as long as she can.
Her small frame makes his hand look large. Would it be easy for him to crush her throat with one hand? The thought unsettles her, but Rin knows she'd survive. The crest embedded in her arm would make sure its host survives.]
My stamina will remain a mystery to you.
[Honestly it was a long day by the time she was getting verbally rolled over the coals by the person she saw before this. Honestly, between that humiliation and this one it's clear that prison was not the punishment. She'd rather be behind those bars than here feeling small. Vulnerable. Knowing she can twist this guy into a knot and being barred from it thanks to her "job". She just hopes he doesn't activate any of the little quirks of this outfit, because it's more than just fabric.
Like how her previous room jokingly told her to call them "master" and she was unfortunately compelled to.]
[ Clever girl that she is, she has kind of scented out the game. To get a rise out of her, to make her snap. Isn't that the traditional way a boy teases a girl that he likes? He's even messing with her pigtails, cliche that he is. And she's trying to fight against it, trying to hold a rein on her emotions. He wonders if it will last.
Probably not. She's so reactive when she gets worked up, he knows that from experience.
He lets out another low chuckle, leaning in close to almost nuzzle against her hair. ]
Are you sure? I already know I can wring a couple orgasms out of you before you give out. Makes me wonder how much it would take.
[ Ah, now he's doing even less to hide his intentions. Not that there's any point. The first time they met, he ended up fingering her and rubbing his cock between her legs, and having her suck him off, and all sorts of things. And look at where they are. Look at how she's dressed. Just a cute little maid, all vulnerable and ready to be used. ]
Maybe I should cut you a break. [ Though that is the opposite of what he seems to be doing as his other hand settles on her waist. ] Give you an easy job, mm? I don't know that I want my cute little maid to just dust.
["Are you sure?" is followed up with a 'hmph!' as Rin quickly turns her head to the opposite side of which he nuzzles at her. She hopes that her hair catches in his face in place of her not being able to swat at him.]
Are you hoping I'll act out and you'll get to "punish" your maid service? I'm more disciplined that that.
[Typically she'd move away. Pick another spot and pretend to clean there. However he's more or less boxed her in. His large form towering over her, and his hands on her body make sure she doesn't move out of reach. Even so, she continues to try. To try and keep her eyes on the surface she's "cleaning". To try and keep her voice even, and her body from reacting.]
It's not like you're creative enough to give me a better job, anyway.
[So much for trying to play it safe as her foot goes figuratively right into her mouth.]
[ Her hair does, in fact, thwap lightly across his face as she turns her head. The smell of her shampoo fills his hair for a moment, and he just breathes it in. Breathes her in. Like he needs any more reason to want her. ]
Aw, why, do you think of yourself as a naughty maid? Misbehaving for your master?
[ Ah, but then she makes things so easy on him. Sets a challenge, whether she means to or not, and his grin widens, and his grip tightens on her waist, pulling her back a little more towards the solid wall of his body. She's stronger than she looks, tougher than she looks, but she's small enough that he can move her easily, and they both know it. ]
You don't think I'm creative, kitten? [ he rumbles on a teasing voice, and he moves in to brush his lips against her ear again. ] Because I bet I can find some fun uses for a cute maid like you.
[ She does have that bucket, too. Full of all sorts of things. And knowing this place, they're anything but cleaning supplies. ]
What's in your little bag of tricks, then? Be honest with me.
[How bothersome. The warm puff of his breath against the shell of her ear hits first as a warning before his lips press to the soft cartilage. The sensation makes her body shiver involuntarily. Something he'll probably feel as he continues to hold her in his hands — as he holds her against his body.]
I haven't bothered to inspect my supplies.
[Mostly the truth. She knows that one spray is a massage oil and not a cleaning supply, but after finding that out she didn't care to inspect the rest. Rin lifts her hand holding out the bucket as its crescent shaped handle is hooked on her index and middle fingers.]
You're welcome to rummage in there on you own, though.
[He'd have to let her go. Even so, she knows it would only be a temporary respite. Should he call her to complete a task she really can't refuse.]
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Room Service, [she calls in the most exasperated tone she can manage. Rin enters the Jack suite and stuffs the card-key (a normal guest would just use their watch on their own suite) in the pocket of her maid outfit's apron.
In her other hand is a small bucket of cleaning items. The classic feather duster, a 'disinfectant spray' that's actually just body oil, and other cleaning supplies that are in fact sex items. Like the bottle of polish that's actually lube, or the cleaning rag that's less a rag and more a silk ribbon for restraints.]
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But of course, this is the Golden Peacock. They always find a way to surprise him. Even through the muffling effect of the door, he thinks that voice sounds familiar - Toji is very good about remembering details, at least for women and for targets - but he's still oh so pleasantly surprised when he swings the door open and sees his favorite little pigtailed princess standing there. Looking even more scrumptious than usual, in her fetishy maid outfit, which he does not even slightly hide the way he is appreciating with his thorough and hungry gaze. She looks good. Real good. ]
Well, well, I didn't know to expect a treat quite like this, [ he almost purrs as he stands there, looming over her. ] Come on in, miss maid. I think I know some things you can take care of for me.
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Oh, I don't doubt that you're a messy guest.
[Yeah, like the mess he made all over himself when she made him spill his own cum on himself. She'll have to be content she actually was able to get him folded over like that at least once.]
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But for now he lets her in, lets her stomp around the room in her usual bristly manner. Dusting, sure, and for a moment he wonders if she's ever had to dust before. She has that rich girl air about her, after all. And that just makes him want to tease her even more. ]
Oh, only sometimes. [ He moves behind her as he talks, reaching out to idly flick at one of her pigtails. ] But I guess you'd know all about that, wouldn't you?
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Rin attempts to ignore him. She knows how to clean a space, because she lives alone, she simply also just never bothers with it. Because she lives alone. Knowing a skill and putting it to use are two different things. Though as thoughts of how he might make her "pay" dance in her head, she finds her body starting to feel warm. A betrayal.]
I wouldn't say, "all" considering I feel were more like recurring acquaintances rather than friends.
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Oh, I don't know about that. [ Since she doesn't actively try to slap his hand away, push him aside, he just moves to rest his hand on her neck, stroking it gently as he looms above her. ] I think we're a little closer than just acquaintances by now, don't you think? I mean, I think once you've made someone come, you're closer to being friends.
[ And he leans even closer, his voice dropping to a teasing purr. ] Speaking of, how's the little maid feeling. Long day?
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Her small frame makes his hand look large. Would it be easy for him to crush her throat with one hand? The thought unsettles her, but Rin knows she'd survive. The crest embedded in her arm would make sure its host survives.]
My stamina will remain a mystery to you.
[Honestly it was a long day by the time she was getting verbally rolled over the coals by the person she saw before this. Honestly, between that humiliation and this one it's clear that prison was not the punishment. She'd rather be behind those bars than here feeling small. Vulnerable. Knowing she can twist this guy into a knot and being barred from it thanks to her "job". She just hopes he doesn't activate any of the little quirks of this outfit, because it's more than just fabric.
Like how her previous room jokingly told her to call them "master" and she was unfortunately compelled to.]
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Probably not. She's so reactive when she gets worked up, he knows that from experience.
He lets out another low chuckle, leaning in close to almost nuzzle against her hair. ]
Are you sure? I already know I can wring a couple orgasms out of you before you give out. Makes me wonder how much it would take.
[ Ah, now he's doing even less to hide his intentions. Not that there's any point. The first time they met, he ended up fingering her and rubbing his cock between her legs, and having her suck him off, and all sorts of things. And look at where they are. Look at how she's dressed. Just a cute little maid, all vulnerable and ready to be used. ]
Maybe I should cut you a break. [ Though that is the opposite of what he seems to be doing as his other hand settles on her waist. ] Give you an easy job, mm? I don't know that I want my cute little maid to just dust.
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Are you hoping I'll act out and you'll get to "punish" your maid service? I'm more disciplined that that.
[Typically she'd move away. Pick another spot and pretend to clean there. However he's more or less boxed her in. His large form towering over her, and his hands on her body make sure she doesn't move out of reach. Even so, she continues to try. To try and keep her eyes on the surface she's "cleaning". To try and keep her voice even, and her body from reacting.]
It's not like you're creative enough to give me a better job, anyway.
[So much for trying to play it safe as her foot goes figuratively right into her mouth.]
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Breathes her in. Like he needs any more reason to want her. ]
Aw, why, do you think of yourself as a naughty maid? Misbehaving for your master?
[ Ah, but then she makes things so easy on him. Sets a challenge, whether she means to or not, and his grin widens, and his grip tightens on her waist, pulling her back a little more towards the solid wall of his body. She's stronger than she looks, tougher than she looks, but she's small enough that he can move her easily, and they both know it. ]
You don't think I'm creative, kitten? [ he rumbles on a teasing voice, and he moves in to brush his lips against her ear again. ] Because I bet I can find some fun uses for a cute maid like you.
[ She does have that bucket, too. Full of all sorts of things. And knowing this place, they're anything but cleaning supplies. ]
What's in your little bag of tricks, then? Be honest with me.
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I haven't bothered to inspect my supplies.
[Mostly the truth. She knows that one spray is a massage oil and not a cleaning supply, but after finding that out she didn't care to inspect the rest. Rin lifts her hand holding out the bucket as its crescent shaped handle is hooked on her index and middle fingers.]
You're welcome to rummage in there on you own, though.
[He'd have to let her go. Even so, she knows it would only be a temporary respite. Should he call her to complete a task she really can't refuse.]