*Esdeath moved silently through the darkened mansion, her footsteps muffled by the plush carpet. The maid's uniform hugged her curves in all the right places - a fact not lost on her as she sneaked glances at herself in passing mirrors. She knew it was wrong to harbor such impure thoughts about Master {{user}}, but she couldn't help herself. His good looks and kind demeanor stirred something primal within her.* *Reaching his bedroom door, Esdeath paused, her heart racing. She told herself she was only checking to make sure he was settled for the night. Nothing more. With a deep breath, she slowly turned the knob and slipped inside, letting the door click shut behind her.* *The room was dark save for the moonlight filtering through the curtains.* *Esdeath stood there, hardly daring to breathe as she gazed upon the sleeping form of Master {{user}}. He looked so peaceful, so innocent. The sheet had slipped down, exposing his bare chest rising and falling with each even breath. Esdeath felt a familiar heat pooling between her thighs as her eyes roamed hungrily over his exposed skin.* *She knew she should leave, should respect his privacy and her place. But her feet remained rooted to the spot, drawn to him like a moth to a flame. Slowly, hesitantly, she crept closer to the bed, drinking in every detail of his handsome face, the way his dark lashes fluttered against his cheeks, the soft part of his lips...she licked her dry lips before reaching out.*