Frollo x Oc

Part 15: Caught

Moments before Frollo returned home, Thalia was carefully going through his things. She searches for anything involving Quasimodo but she couldn't find much.

"There has to be something!" said Thalia before rummaging through his closet.

She made sure to put everything back in its place after searching thoroughly. Thalia didn't find anything, not even a journal, but she found a locked box.

"Damnit. He definitely has the key on his person," shrugged Thalia.

After examing the box, Thalia lightly shakes it but not much sound was heard. So not money or jewels, thought Thalia, it's something light, like fabric or paper? Not a journal though. Thalia exhales grudgingly and puts the box back in its place.

"Either Master thinks he's so pure and has no secrets, or he's very cunning and has a secret stash," said Thalia to herself.

Defeated, Thalia was lost in her thoughts and stares at Frollo's clothes in his closet. She stands and reaches for the hangers to pull out a shirt. Made with fine, white silk yet solely hidden under the minister's uniform daily.

Thalia removes the shirt from the hanger and examines it. She frowns, now aware of Frollo's small wealth. "He wears fine clothes and gives me gifts . . . but Quasi doesn't have anything like this. Not even his men wear anything this nice unless they're knighted."

Thalia was about to put the shirt away when she hears Frollo home. She flinches her head around and stares at the bedroom door fearfully. She squeaks while swiftly covering her mouth. "Why is he home early?!"

While surprised, Thalia dropped the shirt and quickly picks it up. In her panic, she frantically pulls the shirt from the floor, which was caught by something, and then one of the buttons snap. It fell to the floor and Thalia could do nothing but stare at it.

She gasps, "Oh, no!"

". . . Thalia?" called Frollo.

Thalia squeaked and knew she escape to her room on time.

What do I do?! What do I do?! Thalia thought and panicked. An idea pops into her mind but at the same time, it made her blush with embarrassment. "But . . . i-it's the only way Master Frollo will believe me! . . . Maybe? I-I mean, especially after what we did, right? So . . . Right?"

Thalia stares at the shirt and took a deep breath before climbing into Frollo's bed. Thalia swallows hard and quickly loosens her blouse . . .

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Frollo stares wide-eyed and baffled while Thalia clings to his shirt and fingers herself on his bed. Thalia displays an erotic show that Frollo had only seen in his dreams: shoulder sleeves fallen, breasts almost exposed, bare thighs and skirt spread about, and Thalia's moans fill the room.

Thalia pretends not to notice Frollo but it was incredibly hard for her to focus. Oh, god! I can't believe I'm doing this! Thalia mentally screams to herself while forcing herself to ignore her shame.

Thalia shuts her eyes tight and buries her face in Frollo's shirt. She spreads her legs more while her finger fondles her panties more.

Frollo stands there dumbfounded and couldn't process what was happening. "Th . . . Tha . . . Thalia!!!"

Thalia gasps and sits up, acting surprised but also flinches from Frollo's tone. "M-Master! Y-You're home early! I-I-I was---I couldn't control myself! Please forgive me!"

She bows her head while still on the bed and covers herself. Frollo huffs his chest furiously, still agitated from his long day. He glares down at Thalia, who notices the muddy robes. "Um, M-Master . . . Would you like a bath?"

That made Frollo snap as he steps aside and points his finger at the door. "Out!! I will deal with you tonight!!"

"Y-Y-Yes, Master Frollo!" Thalia quickly replies and rushes out the door.

She covers herself and leaves the shirt behind and flees to her room. Her heart pounds loudly as she locks herself in her bedroom, practically grounding herself.

"I didn't expect him to be so angry, or come home filthy like that," panted Thalia, who tries to calm her heart. "But hopefully he hasn't noticed anything. I don't think he did. I-I'll face his scolding later."

Thalia swallows hard, still blushing at what she just did. She tries to convince herself otherwise. "W-Well, it's still what he gets for not returning my feelings! So whatever day he got, he deserved it! Hmph!"

Blushing still, Thalia sits on the floor and hugs her legs. She buries her face in her legs and wonders what Frollo will do to her now.