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“This is… below me.”
Lupin smirked, looking over and taking the cigarette from between his lips. “Aw, I think it suits you Alby~! You look so cute, now… get to work. There’s quite a bit that needs cleaning,” he said, a devious look in his eyes as he watched Albert.
The dusty blonde stood there in a rather skimpy French maid outfit, stockings up to his inner thighs and a feather duster to complete the look. His face burned red. This was utterly beneath him, a man in a position of power, to be a thief’s personal little maid. But that was the fun of it. Getting to work, Albert dusted the mantlepiece, being careful with the little glass figurines and the various knick-knacks upon it. He had to lean up a little to clean the painting hung over the mantlepiece, dusting it and giving Lupin a rather nice view up his lifted dress.
“Are those silk panties?” Lupin smirked, raising a brow in surprise.
Albert reached back, tugging down the dress and giving Lupin a murderous glare. “Shut up! Boxers… wouldn’t have been practical with this outfit. You’d know that you pervert, staring at maid porn all day,” he snapped back, earning a laugh from Lupin. The thief simply tapped his cigarette over the ash tray and kept on admiring his own little maid. “Perhaps, but I never mentioned silk panties… my my, they look custom. I wonder how you got them… going into one of those fancy boutiques?” Lupin mused, sitting up straight and giving Albert’s ass a glimpse.
Albert scrunched up his nose at Lupin, finishing up the mantlepiece before turning and walking over to go clean the bookshelf. He couldn’t believe he really had lost a bet to that bastard thief, thinking that he could just rig the bet and end up winning anyway… but no, Lupin somehow evaded the extra police he had set up and had pulled off the successful heist regardless. Albert had only agreed for two reasons:
One being that he felt it was so unlikely to happen that a ‘maid for a day’ consequence was even considered.
The other? He missed Lupin and, if he lost, he wouldn’t hate it completely for Lupin to stare at him and objectify him in a skimpy maid outfit.
As Albert cleaned, he could feel Lupin’s eyes upon him, even from behind sat on the couch. Warmth came to his cheeks a bit more as he dusted, taking out books and reordering them alphabetically. This was really happening, wasn’t it? He’d had dreams like this… though a lot more graphic and they usually ended with him on the floor barely able to think straight. Perhaps that could happen after all. The night was still young.
“You’re doing so good, Alby!” Lupin purred, watching as Albert went about cleaning.
Leaning down, Albert went to do the bottom shelf of the bookcase, trying to ignore the horny noises he could hear Lupin making the entire time. Horny barking and whistling and growling too, a veritable dog show in the form of a man. “Will you be quiet? Your depraved noises aren’t helping me focus on the task at hand,” Albert scolded, looking back at Lupin and blushing intensely red.
Lupin held up his phone, a click audible as he took-
“A photo?! Lupin!”
Albert leapt at Lupin, pinning him onto the couch and trying to grab the phone - and the incriminating evidence - off him. “I never agreed to photos! Delete it immediately!” he said, a glare in his eyes as he reached for the phone and repeatedly missed grabbing it. Chest to chest with his miffed maid, Lupin used the opportunity to his full advantage, holding the phone out of reach as he leaned in and sunk his teeth into Albert’s neck. The man yelped, bucking his hips and glaring to Lupin. “Y-you bit me, you bastard!”
Albert then let out an ungodly noise as he felt Lupin suck his neck, tracing his tongue up and down it and even across the tender spot where he’d been bit. The sparks of pain and pleasure that traveled through Albert only elicited more depraved noises from him, his body unable to run lest it miss out on what Lupin was bringing him. “Lu-Lupin… aah, get your filthy mouth off me! This wasn’t in… augh… our agreement!” he tried to say, his voice shaky and far too quivery for his own liking. Hearing his own voice sound that way had him embarrassed, far more than when Tickey had been with him.
He hated to admit it but… Lupin had a way with his body that no other man could come close to. He felt like a palm sized piece of silly putty that Lupin was just molding and squeezing and stretching thin all for his own amusement. It was maddening how Lupin could toy with him and touch him in ways that had his head spinning and his body aching for more. He’d never felt like a whore before, but Lupin was beginning to make him feel it.
“Silly maid, is that any way to talk to your Master?” Lupin said with a teasing gleam in his eyes, reaching down and sliding his hands into Albert’s silk panties, cupping his ass cheeks.
Lord, they were soft.
Albert was flustered beyond reason at the mere thought of having a Master to own him, shivering as Lupin groped him so easily and with not even a tad bit of resistance. “Y-you’re not my Master, you filthy thief! Mmhph!” Albert snapped, immediately regretting it as he felt Lupin’s fingers brush between his cheeks, flush against his entrance. His eyes were wide like dinnerplates, his hands pressed to Lupin’s chest as he felt the thief toy with him, circling his asshole to tease him. “Oh but I am your Master. It’s unspoken, I’d say… or must I get a collar for that pretty neck of yours? Then everybody would know who you belong to,” Lupin said, a lustful smirk on his lips as he set the phone on the arm of the couch and used his now free hand to grip Albert’s neck.
Albert let out a soft choked noise before the feeling of pressure around his neck became enticing. His head was spinning, eyes filled with hearts as he was toyed with. Lupin leaned in and pressed lips with his little maid, kissing him deeply with a lashing of tongue. Using the kiss as bought time, he reached into his pocket and took out a little travel sized bottle of lube, Albert’s dress being lifted up and the panties tugged to his knees.
“Lupin…”
Albert looked down to the thief and could see such a hungry look in those eyes, yet it wasn’t unwelcomed. Such a look made the man feel adored and wanted, feeling a burning need deep within him as he felt that sheer lust.
“A-ah?!” Albert gasped, feeling the viscous cold fluid pour onto his asshole and of course, onto Lupin’s fingers too. He felt Lupin’s dexterous digit slip inside, inserting itself right to his knuckle, the ashy blonde letting out a whine. “You’re so impatient, shoving your finger in so fast…” he berated, being met with a kiss to his neck and a nibble at his collarbone. “Shh, you love it. Now be quiet for Master,” Lupin said, moving the finger in and out and taking immense joy in seeing Albert’s reaction to it. A shiver and a furrowed brow, eyes half closed and a mouth half open. He could feel Lupin inside him, even if just one finger. It felt too good.
One wouldn’t and couldn’t be enough, another finger soon joining the first. Albert whined at the stretching but he’d felt it before, so it wasn’t an entirely new experience. That didn’t stop it from feeling just as good as the first time if not better , all thank to Lupin’s experience. He was too good at foreplay, Albert concluded, feeling Lupin kiss at his neck and finger him. He could feel his stiff length press against Lupin’s groin, exposed and leaking precum, his thoughts drifting to when it would be touched or stroked. He yearned for it.
Lupin could see the cogs turning in Albert’s mind, smirking. He reached down and took hold of the cock, hearing the maid moan in response, a look shot at him. “If you wanted it touched, you’re allowed to ask your Master for it. Go on. Ask,” he said, seeming to be aware of what effect his dominant tone had upon the maid. Albert bit his lip and immediately tried to keep quiet, his instinctive reaction being to deny it and to retort something witty right back at Lupin… but of course…
His wits wouldn’t save him here, not in Lupin’s arms.
“M-Master…”
Lupin looked up and grinned “Yes, my little maid?” he asked, his fingers slowing their movement and his grip on Albert’s cock loosening. Albert felt it and a spark of panic rushed through him, making him whine loudly. “Nooo! Don’t you stop, coward! Touch me!” he begged, his face burning red when he realized just what he had blurted out so suddenly. Getting what he wanted, Lupin obliged and began to move his fingers in a rhythm again, stroking Albert’s shaft with tender jerks of his wrist. Albert couldn’t stop moaning, his mouth agape as endless noises spilled from it, all of them lewd declarations of how good it all felt.
Even without words.
Sliding in another finger, the third of three, Lupin leaned in and sat Albert up right on his lap, letting the maid straddle his hips. The change in position had Albert sink down onto Lupin’s fingers, pushing them deep and right against a rather sweet spot. “Luupin!” he gasped, flustered that Lupin had found the delicate bundle of nerves inside him so easily. It wasn’t extremely well hidden of course, but it still had him red faced like a first time drunk for it to be found. Lupin, knowing full well what he’d found, began to bully the sweet spot with the occasional head on jut into it. Albert would buck his hips each time without fail, stroking himself off against Lupin’s hand with each thrust. “D-don’t you dare, ah, bully me like that!”
“You aren’t in any position to boss your own Master around, Alby!” Lupin grinned, squeezing Albert’s cock and watching the man shudder, gritting his teeth. “Nngh, s-sorry…” he muttered, Lupin reaching up to hold his face, giving him a look. “What was that?”
“S-sorry Master …” Albert corrected himself, being met with strokes to his cock that had him moaning like there was no tomorrow. “Good boy… now how about you lean forward a little more, hmm?” Lupin cooed. Albert obediently leaned forward and felt Lupin’s hand move away from his ass, the fingers sliding out and making him feel suddenly unbearably empty. He wouldn’t be that way for long though. Albert heard a zip of Lupin’s fly and jolted, feeling the sprung up cock smack right against his ass. “Enthusiastic, aren’t you?”
“You bet I am. I never get to see you all flustered and horny like this anymore. I think I’ll change that,” Lupin said confidently, spreading Albert’s ass cheeks. Pressing his tip against Albert’s asshole, Lupin eased the man down onto his shaft and heard him moan . He hadn’t slept with anybody in a good while, too busy thieving to even think about sex… but god Albert felt tight , perfectly fitted around him like a glove. Letting out a moan himself, Lupin hugged Albert’s chest and began to move his hips, kissing at Albert’s neck. “This feel good, huh?”
“Y-yes, mmhh~” Albert said, voice breathy and hot. He was met with a slap across his ass, jolting and gasping out at the stinging sensation. “What was that, hmm?” Lupin asked, getting a perverse satisfaction from teasing Albert like this. He knew he wanted to do this more, teasing and bullying the cute ashy blonde. He figured it’d do the man some good what with how stuck up and busy he usually was. Getting good dick would probably help, after all, it helped Lupin.
“Yes Master.”
“Good boy!”
Lupin moved his hips in a passionate rhythm, laying back as he did. Albert had to prop himself up, hands on Lupin’s chest as he was thrust into. It felt so dirty being used up like this, but Albert couldn’t quite bring himself to stop. Lupin’s cock felt so good in him, nothing like the men he’d been with before. Ticky had been good, but Lupin was better. There was no debate there. Lupin knew all his sweet spots and knew how to please him like no other man could, his mind a hazy pleasured mess of thoughts and needs. Part of him wished he could do this forever, but god, if he couldn’t last only a single day as agreed… he wouldn’t last a day longer.
“M-Master… ah… you feel good,” Albert moaned, feeling Lupin’s hands rest on his hips and guide them in a way. He could hear the soft plaps of skin on skin, riding Lupin and feeling his body be filled with sensations it had gone so long without. The warmth of Lupin’s body, the solidity of his member inside him, the loving yet lustful gaze within those eyes…
“Mm, I’m glad I do. Good little maids like you get what they deserve - a good dicking. Say, maybe next time you make a bet… the stakes get a little higher,” Lupin mused, thinking before smirking. “I bet Jigen would love to see you like this too. Maybe you’ll be our personal little maid again someday.”
Albert shuddered, embarrassed enough about Lupin seeing him like this, let alone another person. The thought of it was so strange yet arousing, moans spilling from his lips, his body rocking back and forth and feeling indescribably good. “M-Master, ah… fuck, I’m… mhh!” Albert whined, leaning forward and burying his face in Lupin’s chest, raising and lowering his hips in a desperate attempt to reach his peak faster. Lupin let out loud moans at the enthusiastic movement, holding Albert tight and letting him do his thing, contributing with his thrusts like making love was his soul purpose in life.
At this moment, it was.
Albert looked up to Lupin and the two locked eyes before Albert buried his face in Lupin’s chest, crying out and climaxing. Lupin could feel the sudden squeeze of Albert’s inner walls against his member, as if he were being milked by him. By god it worked, sending Lupin over the edge as well and letting him paint Albert’s insides white. Lost in passion, Lupin pulled Albert close and kissed him, locking lips and grabbing a fistful of Albert’s hair. “MMphhh! Albert!” he moaned, riding it out with his little maid.
Once the two had finished up, Albert felt utterly exhausted and not to mention sticky . Sweat and cum soaked his new maid outfit, eliciting a soft whine as he thought about the drycleaning bill it’d incur. “You made such a mess… you horny oaf…” Albert muttered, coming down from his orgasmic high and slowly sobering up a tad. Lupin smirked and pulled out of Albert, seeing the cum pour out of the man and marvelling at the amount. “Aw, you had fun. See? Roleplay can be fun… even if it’s indebted!” he chuckled, sitting up and kissing Albert again.
He expected a push away or a soft kiss, but he was grabbed by the tie and kissed deeply. He felt the wind get knocked out of him, flustered beyond belief. “Mmm?” he hummed, dazed when Albert pulled away. “There, you got your end of the bet… you won. Now… get out of here before I call the cops,” he huffed, cheeks rosy red. Lupin wasn’t a man to overstay his welcome, tucking himself into his boxers and tugging his pants up, heading to the window and opening it up. One last glance back to Albert and he was out of the estate window, dropping down to begin his walk to the fiat parked a block away. To avoid suspicion, of course.
On the walk, Lupin smiled and felt all kinds of achievement.
“WHAT?! No-no-no, where are they?!”
He grinned, twirling the pair of green silk panties between his fingers and getting into the fiat. “Au revoir, my dearest Albert~!” he called out, beginning his drive.
Albert huffed, looking out the window and frowning. “Such a pervert…”