Over the next few weeks Seras and I come to the strangest of arrangements. I'm living with her, but I'm more of a guard/live in maid rather than a tenant. I do chores and keep an eye on the house while Seras is at work, and I even took up wifely duties, aside from sex. I cook breakfast and dinner, take care of Night, and wash Seras's delicates every Friday so she has fresh clothes come Monday. I've gathered my own little wardrobe, too, by stealing outfits from nearby stores, and Seras has ignored my new things. She doesn't want to ask.
While Seras is at work I've also taken up working out on my free time. I stole some supplements to help make me healthy and beefy, and I jog around the neighborhood with Night whenever I can. I've even made a few friends on the block thanks to my new regime. The moms at the park no longer eye me suspiciously and they allow Night to play with their little ones. Sometimes I sit on the park benches with them, chatting about nothing in particular. A few moms even give me tips on how to work my body right. Of course, they mostly only know how to lose baby weight, not pack on muscle. But I appreciate their input.
As a result of my healthy dose of chores and healthy living, my body has turned undeniably enviable. I've seen the way the park mom's husbands have looked me up and down, and it makes me feel good. Seras's enjoys the new me, too. I've caught her staring or using a ridiculous excuse to touch me politely. She doesn't need an excuse to touch or ogle me, but she feels conflicted. On one hand, she knows she can force me to bed, which she's definitely thought about more than once, but on the other hand there's a voice in her head that's telling her this is all a joke. She thinks one day I'll wake up and say 'Got ya!' and she'll be made a fool out of. That's not true, but I understand her hesitation.
Another perk of becoming Seras's dream girl has been my haircut. Seras said I needed something better and she took me to a salon to change my look. I was eager, and I couldn't wait to have the style that Seras wanted. Turns out, Seras liked the length of my hair- just past my shoulders- but she commissioned the stylist to give me a modern cut. Now I have bangs and layers and I have to admit that I work my new do. I don't even put it up anymore since Seras likes it down.
Today, just past the time Seras called to let me know she'd be home a little late, I'm making dinner. She likes pork over any other kind of meat so I've made ham with mashed potatoes and veggies. Night is sitting nearby, a string of drool dangling from his lips. I cave and toss him a chunk of ham, and chuckle when he catches it mid air and swallows before his paws return to ground.
I set up the table then display dinner in an eye catching manner. I don't need to but I know Seras secretly likes the flourish. She enjoys being waited on and catered to after a long day of work. Especially recently. I've noticed how tired she comes home, a recent case giving her migraines and making her stress. I've helped her a few times on little cases- usually just scaring some drug grunt- but this new case she's keeping from me.
The front door clicks open and I perk up, wiping my hands on my apron before taking the moderately dirty thing off and placing it on its hook in the cupboard.
"Smells good," Seras says as she enters the kitchen. Her eyes are red and she looks absolutely beat. She runs a thankful hand over my shoulders as she sits at her place at the table, and I shiver, stifling a hungry growl. She's been doing that more recently, even going so far as to give me a cheek kiss. I crave those simple touches and my body reacts with instant arousal. It's hard to clamp down on so much sexual frustration but I manage it and serve Seras her dinner.
"I hope you're hungry," I breathe. I swallow and get rid of the lust in my voice. "I made your favorite." It's been difficult to expel my feelings these last long months. I've snuck out and run marathons in the night to get rid of all my energy, but I always have more. Once or twice I've even seduced lone citizens to satisfy my needs. It's worked, but I've instantly become wild again. Seras just gets me so...
