lady dimitrescu x fem

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"I.. Uh.." I stammered. Being a maid wasn't my thing, but I didn't really have much choices.

She looked down at me, not moving her head down, only her eyes. She bent over and untied me. She stayed bent over. I would assume she knew what she was doing.

"I-" My heartbeat increased. I started sweating once more, though it wasn't for the same reason as before. I know this is crazy. I'm developing a crush on a vampire-human mutant woman that can kill me any moment she desired. This feels like a fever dream.

She seemed confused. "Am I scaring you, dear?" she asked.

"No. Not at all." I blushed once I said that. She can tell I'm nervous, she just can't figure why.

I sat in silence for a few seconds after saying that, admiring the Lady's beauty. Then, I came back from my trance.

"Oh- oh. Right. I.. I do want to work as a maid here." I said, flustered.

She moved her short hair behind her ears as it was getting in her way as she looked at me, still bent over, and smiled. "Very well. It shall be done." she happily said.

She got up and informed me on a few rules.

She ordered for me to get up, she would show me to my room.

I stood up, too quick. I went dizzy, my head started hurting, my vision was blurred with large black dots in it, I couldn't walk straight, I fell back onto my knees and covered my face with my hands, trying to stop the dizziness.

She looked down at me shocked. "Darling?", she said, keeping calm.

I sat on the floor, still holding my face. I was just so damn tired.

She looked at me and sighed. "Are you alright, dear? Have I scared you once more?"

I uncovered my face. "No, no, no! You are.. You're.. It just happens to me when I stand up like that." I said, reassuring there.

"I'm what?" she chuckled, such a deep chuckle.

"O- nothing, my Lady." I blushed.

She watched me struggle to get up, and pulled me up instead. My heart was racing even more. Her skin was so soft.

The Lady took me into her arms, holding my thighs for support so I don't fall. I was very close against her, my chest on her breasts, my head turned away from her face so I wouldn't do anything rash. She definitely felt my heartbeat on her. She started walking through what seemed like endless halls.

"Dear, what truly is troubling you?" she asked, worryingly.

The only response I could think of was those soft crimson-painted lips but I held back. I stopped allowing my mind to wander.

"I don't know." I whispered. I then yawned and shivered. I dug myself deeper into her warm body and became very calm and relaxed.

She felt I was hiding something, though she noticed my exhaustion. "The tour will continue tomorrow, dear. You must rest now."

I exhaled with relief and closed my eyes.