Night Service

The dim light of the candles dances across the mansion's mirrors. Sakuya enters with a perfect bow, holding the tray with a composure that masks her rapidly beating heart.

The command is a whisper that ends the girl's life. Her eyes open in surprise, and a smile of obedience curves her lips.

The touch breaks the formality. Akira touches her cheek, and the heat of his skin causes Sakuya to lean into his hand, seeking further caresses.

The white apron falls to the floor, snagged by the urgency of the master's hands. The clothing falls open, baring the young woman's skin.

Formality vanishes in a burst of passion. She is swept away completely, her mind clouded by the pleasure coursing down her spine.

The climax is absolute. Her face contorts into an expression of total pleasure as he drains into her. The service is over; only pleasure remains.