"Ugh I hate peasants..." azzy said with a sigh.
"Do have some sympathy for them, they can't help it..." the newly rich moth said with a small frown.
"Its there own faults for not using gold plated condoms..."
"What..?" Moth said confusedly.
Then someone walks into the room, sage a peasant... the maid who worked under the two aristocrats. The gave a small bow before the two. Moth looked at azzy out of the connor of their eye. Azzy could be seen red faced all the way to the ears, with wide eyes.
Sage was a new maid, and azzy had never seen them before. She felt her heart race and pound in her chest.
"Is there anything I can get you two..?" The lowly maid asked.
"Your heart..." azzy whispered out. Sage blushed slightly.
"What was that? I couldn't quite hear you."
Moth side eyed azzy.
"I said caviar and steak you pleabian." Azzy quickly regained composer. The maid nodded and turned their head to moth.
"And you?" Sage asked with a blank stare although you could tell they were excited or extremely happy.
"Just some wine is all I need..." moth paused. "And a pack of smokes."
"Right away then." Sage turned around and walked out of the room. Moth turned there head to azzy, "you like them don't you?" Moth teased.
"I could never!" She placed a hand to her chest offendedly. But clearly she was in love with a lowly peasant maid. "They are just a peasant.." she said quietly and frowned to herself.
"So..? If it is what your heart desires you should chase after it, it is rare that your hearts speaks. Let it speak this time." Moth said.
And then the door opened again, sage, the maid was back with what they requested, caviar and steak, and cigarettes and wine. The placed the plate of food down on azzys table then the rest of the stuff on moths table.
"Is there anything else you require?" Sage asked. Moth looked over to azzy and nodded. Azzy took a deep breath before speaking.
"A kiss." The said as if it was nothing, but her face was clearly red. Sages face had also changed colors.
"I see..." Sage walked over and placed a gentle kiss on azzys hot mouth. Azzy grabbed sages shirt and pressed her own lips against there's. Sage gasped and azzy took this opportunity to shove her tongue into there mouth. Their tongues fought for dominance, hot, sloppy, dominance... when the eventually pulled away from eachother they were both slightly panting.
Moth looked at them in horror and disgust. "What the fuck."
