Empire Oneshot

Russian Empire X Maid! Reader

W049: So before you guys read this, slight warning. This is lemon, it was requested to be lemon so I'm going to make that wish happen.

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You've been a maid in St. Petersburg, you thought it was a great idea to live in Russia. Moscow was a crowded place so you decided to settle in St. Petersburg where its at least more decent than the capital. But thing is...

You need money.

Yes you got a apartment and have furniture and also a car but now you got to pay for those. Desperate for money you've look through newspapers and even asked around in broken Russian.

Luckily you found a job from a guard and you hated the sound of it, a maid. But the guard says the bosses pays a good amount which would be enough for your rent and car.
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Today was your 5th month anniversary of being stuck in a cleaning job at The Winter Palace of St. Petersburg.

Your bosses, Imperial Russia and Russian Empire, were fair to you though Russian Empire have given you a small uniform to which you complained about it towards Imperial Russia. He said he'd give you a new uniform that fits you perfectly than the one you currently have.

The uniform barley covers your thighs but luckily you wear shorts under your skirt to avoid having men stare at your ass and Imperial Russia allowed you to wear your shorts under your uniform. Russian Empire has no say about your uniform and when he first heard you complaining about it he only chuckles and smiled at you like your some kind of child showing him a drawing you made from school.

You clean everything around the palace, every room was organized, dusted, mop, sweep, wiped, etc. Sometimes guests would come by and you'd have to clean their mess though it was quite interesting seeing old countries come and go often. Some of which got on the older Russians nerves but others made them smile and laugh to the point they have a little waltz party in the ball room.

Currently your in the kitchen scrubbing down the counters the chefs have dirty. You've been cleaning non stop and you needed a break but the Russians have went out to the Orthodox church and expected everything to be cleaned while they expect the cooks to have food prepared for them.

Sure there were other maids and servants around but you can tell they were expecting a lot from you than the others, your a hard worker and they respect that dearly.

Sighing you set the rag in a bucket full of soapy water, you sat down exhausted. You've cleaned at least 6 or more rooms and the next room wasn't your favorite at all. Russian Empire's office.

You didn't hate him though, he sees you as a lower being unlike Imperial Russia who sees you as an equal. He flirts with you but not all the time, sometimes the two of you have small talks while you clean. You enjoy his company and you know he enjoys chatting with you.

You made it to Empire's office and you started cleaning the room, the mansion had old style cleaning supplies so that would mean there weren't any modern ones at all. No mop but an old rag and it kills you back sometimes but at this point you got use to it.

You decided to organized some things on his desk as it was messy as hell not to mention dusty too. After stacking and placing papers, pens, pencils, and other things the desk was organized. Now for the drawers, you shiver at the thought of how messy they are if Russian Empire's desk was bad than the drawers were too.

Surprisingly wrong, his drawers were tidy and clean because of one thing. A sketch of you with, clean and beautiful with every detail of your features. You picked it up and gazed at it in amazement, a small smile tugged your lips as you continue staring at the piece.

The moment was interrupted by the door closing, you look up to see Russian Empire standing there with his gaze locked onto you.
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"Well this is awkward.."

You quickly set the drawing down and grabbed your things, muttering a sorry before leaving as quickly as you can only to have your boss stop you by grabbing your wrist and pull you towards his chest.

"You shouldn't have seen that.."

"I'm s-sorry! I-I didn't mean to!" You stuttered, your legs felt weak and wobbly from being a nervous but your thoughts were cut off from Russian Empire smashing is lips into yours. Calmly closing your eyes you melt into the rough kiss which turns into a make out session.

Heat started to form between your legs, the empire picked you up and set you down onto his desk. He started to kiss your delicate neck with his soft lips. Giving him more excess you tilted your head and that's when he attacked your neck with kisses and bites. Biting your lip to try to contain your moans. If Russian Empire was here then so was Imperial Russia, you wouldn't want him to walk in with the two of you going at it... right?

The empire noticed your protest to moan for him, he squeezed your ass which made you gasped and letting out a soft moan.

He slowly undressed you while kissing your body with each clothing he removes from you. His hands caressing your breast and squeezing them, receiving a small moan. His fingers then makes their way to your entrance.

"Igor, we shouldn't.. what happens if Konstantin walks in?" You asked quietly, the empire softly chuckled before answering.

"My father wouldn't walk in, and if he does... well let's just say I'll have a little 'talk' with him."

And with that he pushed his fingers inside you, not waiting for you to speak. Softly moaning from the pace of his fingers thrusting in and out was music to the Empire's ears.

Letting out a louder moan it was a sign that you were close to climaxing which made Russian Empire stop. You whimper as you felt him pull away, hearing him unbuckle his pants makes you want him more than ever.

Guiding his member against your entrance, he rested his head against yours before having his cock push inside you which made you gasped and moan. His pace at first was steady and slow, but the size of him was what made you moan more. His cock against your tight walls sent pleasure to not only you but the empire as well.

You let out a cry when you felt him ramming into your sweet spot over and over. It made you see stars, you wrapped your legs around his waist as you grip onto his uniform. He gripped onto your waist, he groan and pant with every thrust made. Moaning his name made him pound into you more to recieve begging, moans, and whimpers.

It was heaven to him.

"Igor~ I'm close~!" You moaned out, the empire smirk.

Moments later of Russian Empire pounding into you, you finally climaxed with a loud moan. He pulled out and came onto your stomach with a soft moan. Both of you were a panting mess, Russian Empire pulls away and fixed his clothing.

He wrapped a blanket around you before walking towards the corridors and opening it to see Imperial Russia.

Imperial to a glance of the office and his eye laid upon your weakened frame.

"Jesus, Igor!" Imperial made his way to your side and took you into his arms. You snuggled against him for warmth.

"She enjoyed it." Russian Empire chuckled.