EDITING My Sugar Momma {Lesbian Story}

au - servant x master

So again, this is an au (alternate universe) one shot type thing and idk what this au reality is like soooo imagine what you want lol but yeah, I loved yaoi/yuri with this theme so I was inspired to do an au with it!

⚠️ oh and there's smut bc obvs

Brielle was the youngest daughter of the Kingston family. Although she was not the heir for the Kingston dynasty, she was still highly valued as the family's little princess. Offers for her hand in marriage came in from each of the other high power families. 

It was this day that a proposal came in from the Ryerson family for their eldest son, Joshua. The Ryerson family was the most influential as they heavily with the government as well as the military. This proposal came as a delightful surprise to Brielle's parents.

However, the little princess was not interested in any of the proposals, including the Ryerson's.

With her arms crossed over her chest like a child, the brunette gave her most fierce expression to intimidate her parents. "I'm not marrying some guy that is involved with guns!"

Her mother gave her a tired look as it was a fight with every proposal. The Ryerson one would be a smart and powerful move for both families. Generations would thrive over their marriage. "Please think about it, honey. Joshua is very handsome. Your father and I just saw him at the last charity event."

Brielle was momentarily swayed by the idea of a handsome husband but still stood firm. "I don't care. I want to marry for love. Being arranged a marriage is so old and tacky." She dropped her arms and put on her best puppy face and hoped they were in a mood to give into her wishes. "I... I promise I will marry. Just let me chose for myself."

Her parents' strong will began to crumble at the sight of their daughter sitting across the table. Her light brown eyes seemed to shine almost like there were tears about to form and her expression so desperate and innocent... how could they tell her no?

Her father sighed heavily, sitting back in his chair as if the guilt trip had exhausted him. "Fine. But you're already twenty-one. Please start dating. I'm too old for your princess behaviour."

Brielle exclaimed excitedly before getting up from her chair to rush around the table to her father. "Thank you!" Her arms wrapped around him before she placed a kiss on his head then on her mother's. 

The next move was to grab her loyal servant's hand. One that always felt so perfect within hers. A hand that even though was bigger than hers, was slender and warm.

"Come on, Layla! Let's go celebrate!" Brielle smiled brightly as the blonde servant admired how beautiful her young master was. 

"Of course, Miss Brielle." She obliged with a soft smile as she was dragged from the grand dining room. 

Brielle pouted at the other. "Don't call me that! I've been telling you that for ages. Just call me by my name or something."

Layla's smile grew slightly. "Shall I call you princess as well?" Her tone was low as she pulled her master's hand, forcing her body back to her. 

"Layla!" The brunette hissed with her cheeks the rosy red that Layla loved to see. "Don't do that where we can be seen!"

"Alright. I apologize." Layla chuckled before releasing her hold on her master, relishing in how flustered her lover looked. 

Brielle looked away, growing a bit hesitant. "Well... we can just, you know."

"I apologize, Miss Brielle. I do not understand what you mean." The blonde taunted now with a smirk that seemed to throw Brielle further off balance.