It was a late night, and silence reigned within the palace of Avalon. Except beyond one open window, from which the rhythmic clacking of typewriter keys filtered out into the inner garden. It was adjacent to Leon's office, a smaller room that was now Luna's own little sanctuary. The room itself wasn’t grand like the lavish library or Leon’s study, but it wasn't puritan either. It was... hoy. It was hers—a place she finally asked for herself, embracing her pen na 'Madam Lu' and where she could conjure her newfound talent without interruption or distracting thoughts. A little sanctuary for writing.
Well, almost without interruption. Luna leaned back in her chair, letting out an exaggerated groan while staring at the half-filled page and glaring back at her almost mockingly.
"A noblewoman and her maid locked in a forbidden embrace beneath the shimring moonlight," she muttered to herself, squinting at the words. “Too cliché, isn’t it? Is it too much? Last ti, I just wrote that they hugged nakedly... Haaah... Writing is hard!” Her fingers drumd against the polished wooden desk as she sighed again. “It’s all Yuri's fault...” she murmured with a smirk.
The sultry third wife, as she liked to call her when she annoyed her, had been lounging in the sun earlier, her body completely naked, spreading her legs directly at her as she teased Luna about her steamy secret project. She said that she would really want to be the first to taste her new book before anyone else could... And that playful jab had lingered in Luna’s mind all afternoon, unearthing a torrent of inspiration.
Yet now, the blank spaces on the page seed endless, and all of her ideas just refused to manifest on the paper in a way she was satisfied with, scrapping about four versions of her previous drafts.
“Okay, focus,” She whispered, hunching over the typewriter. Her dark, lazily styled hair brushed against her cheeks as she adjusted the ribbon spool and pressed another key to continue.
Excerpt Draft:
"Lady Yura paced the grand hall of House D’Evereux, the hem of her erald gown sweeping across the marble floors. Her heart raced, not from the evening's dance or the complints bestowed upon her by the court, but from the knowledge that within her chambers, soone waited for her.
Lumi, her loyal maid, had sworn secrecy about their clandestine etings—a promise that, if broken, could ruin them both. Yet despite the danger, Yura found herself drawn to the warm smile and delicate touch of the woman who had stood by her side since childhood. Tonight would be no different—Yura would defy the expectations of her station to embrace the one thing she truly desired: Lumi's young and lustful body. She will be hers, inside and out."
Luna stopped typing and rolled her eyes after she reread the paragraphs.
“Defy her station, huh? How original! Ugh...” She grabbed a pen and scribbled a note in the margin: Add conflict—what’s the obstacle? Jealous suitor? Overbearing father? Spy? Arranged marriage to a foreign noble?
She tapped her chin and glanced at a bookshelf occupying the wall on her left, filled with her favorite books. Half of them were written by rlin. The other half was filled with sketches and scribbled ideas, many of which Leon had encouraged her to jot down, wanting her to beco successful. Thinking about it, she couldn't help but gently reach down between her thighs, as most of those sketches were now reminding herself what they did this morning. Another great inspiration...
"Stop! Luna, focus. Otherwise, this will never be written!" Her lips pursed, she refused to fall for her own desires, using them to write sothing taboo instead. “Yuri will love this!” She quickly grabbed her pen, writing another note at the margins: Forbidden love exposed during a masquerade ball—maybe a rival maid vying for power overhears and blackmails them?
The thought sparked excitent, and her fingers flew across the keys.
Excerpt Draft:
"Lumi's hands trembled as she traced Lady Yura's body through her gown. The noblewoman’s sharp perfu, a blend of rare lilacs and citrus, enveloped her senses. They were alone now, and the other maids had been dismissed for the evening.
‘You’ll enchant the entire court tonight, my lady,’ Lumi said, her voice steady despite the flutter in her chest.
Yura's expression lingered on her face, her piercing gaze softening as it t Lumi's. ‘I don’t care about the court.’ Her gloved hand rose, brushing a stray curl from Lumi's face. ‘There’s only one person I wish to enchant.’
Lumi's breath hitched. ‘My lady, this is madness—’
‘I know,’ Yura whispered, her lips so close that Lumi felt the heat of them, ‘but madness has never tasted so sweet.' She finished, going in for the kiss, reaching under her maid's skirt. Her slight resistance always stoked the fire in her lady's heart!"
Luna leaned back with a triumphant grin, forgetting the fact she was now typing with one hand, the other stuck between her legs once again.
“Now that’s a line worth keeping! Ah..." She flinched, finally realizing what she was doing.
She stood up quickly to stretch, pulling away her hands, rolling her shoulders, and walking over to the window while fixing her clothes. This always happened... excitent and the drive to write clashed, making it hard to finish a book. She needed air. It always helped.
Outside, Avalon was silent, the air fresh and clean, while the world, at least here, was at peace. The feeling made her smile and shiver. Even after years of living here, the city still felt like a dream—a world apart from the stifling confines of noble estates she’d served in while training before eting Leon. The insecurity of her future or what kind of noble house would, in the end, have command over her life.
"I don't think I would have been as lucky as my Lumi." She murmured, glancing back over her shoulder at her simple draft before her gaze shifted again, returning to the gardens before her office. It was then she had to blink twice because Yuri was there, sitting on a stone bench, facing her room, waving at her in her loose pajamas. Luna’s heart ward at the sight, knowing she had co to check on her as it was indeed very late. Since becoming sisters in Leon's harem, Yuri had been her closest friend. Ever.
“Maybe I should change the nas, huh? They are too obvious for a girl-on-girl story...” Luna mused aloud, returning to her desk after returning her waves. She adjusted the typewriter paper and began typing again, her thoughts flowing with renewed energy, knowing Yuri was on her way to her office. She just didn't want to interrupt her if she was... in the zone, as Leon called it.
Excerpt Draft:
"‘My Lady, this is... reckless,’ Lumi moaned, her voice low and urgent as she and Yura ducked into the shadowed alcove. ‘If anyone saw us—’
‘I’d let the world see if it ant keeping you by my side,’ Yura interrupted, her hands gripping Lumi's hands, pressing her against the cold wall, her hot breath caressing her neck, ‘You don’t understand, Lumi. Without you, all this—the gowns, the jewels, the titles—it’s aningless.’
Tears pricked Lumi's eyes, but she shook her head. ‘You speak of love as if it’s a shield, but love cannot protect us from the blades of scandal.’
‘Then let it be a sword,’ Yura said, her lips curving into a smile. ‘Let it be the weapon we wield together.’ With that, she went in for an attack, ripping apart her maid's gown and exposing her white skin and her perky breasts. She reaches out with undeniable authority to squeeze them and ravage her body in the heat of carnal desires.
Before Lumi could respond, a sharp voice echoed down the corridor. ‘Lady Yura? Are you there?’
The two won froze, their stolen mont shattered by the call of duty."
Luna stopped, her pulse quick, her breath hot as she once again realized she was typing with only one hand. But she didn't stop this ti. She leaned forward, rereading the last few lines while moaning, imagining it.
“Not bad, Madam Lu,” soone murmured with a smirk behind her.
"Yeah... Isn't it?" Just as she began to type again after answering, she realized she was no longer alone.
“Hard at work, I see,” Yuri giggled, reaching around her body, doing just what Luna had written, tearing open her clothes and starting to aggressively fondle her body.
“You have no idea!" Luna sighed, shivering, and her scent told Yuri that the little masochist had already reached her first climax. "Writing about forbidden love is harder than it looks!”
“Really? As hard as your nipples?” Yuri asked back again, pinching them between her fingers, “I’d think you’d have plenty of experience to draw from.”
Of course, Luna’s cheeks were already flushed, but she tried acting as if nothing was happening and continued to write. With two hands this ti, as Yuri was here to take care of that part.
“Oh, I do. That’s the problem. How do you distill perfection into words?”
Hearing her speak in such a way, Yuri laughed, her fingers sliding down, ready to provide ergency solutions to the broken dam she had going on between her legs.
“You’ll figure it out, Madam Lu,” Yuri whispered, leaning closer and licking and biting Luna's earlobes. "And when you do, let know. I might have a few suggestions for your next chapter.”
“Suggestions, huh? Hauh... like what you are doing right now?" She let out a satisfied moan again, "Careful, Yuri or I’ll start naming characters after you.”
“Please, you have barely changed so letters right now! Little exhibitionist!” Yuri replied with a giggle before her fingers slipped deeper in, flawlessly knowing and finding how and where Luna liked it the most. “Now hurry up and finish. It is already late; we need to go to sleep!”
"But... I am at the... best part!" She moaned again, her body jerking back and forth as Yuri beca even more aggressive, sloshing her nectar everywhere under the table.
"You are sothing else!" Yuri whispered with honest amazent because the more she teased Luna's body, the quicker she was writing. Hells, the closer she was to climaxing, the better the scene was in the draft. "Do it, Lucchy... Do it~ Yes~ Finish! Finish it with a bang!"
None of them were sure if anyone heard Luna's lovely, loud scream a few monts later, but Yuri was sure of one thing. Her bestie had written sothing really juicy, and not just because of the accidental spots on the paper.
"Yummy~!" Yuri grinned, licking her fingers, watching Luna's powerless body slumping in her chair. "Maybe I should tease you more while you work? You were louder and more of a fountain than Mikki is!"
"Hauh... but it was so gooooood..."
"Hehe. Happy to be of service to the great Madam Lu! How will you continue? Will they be exposed by that maid? The lady in your story made her maid finish just as loudly..."
"No spoilers!" She grinned, looking up at her, showing a V-sign. "Aaaaaah... The monts after always feel so relaxing..."
"Co, co, then. Let take you back to bed."
Leaning forward, she picked her up, letting Luna hug her body as the two left the office.
"I'm glad..."
"Hm?" Yuri asked, looking down at Luna, who was almost half-asleep, snuggling up to her, looking like a satisfied little kitten.
"I'm just glad Leoccy brought here... I like it here... I like him, I like you, I like Sacchy and Mikki... I like the kids... I like my family."
"That is why we are a family." Yuri soothed, answering with a whisper.
"No... I had a family; it wasn't like this." Luna continued, her eyes closed, her breath tickling Yuir's breaths. "Leocchy is like a strong, firm wall, protecting ... us. Sasha is the warm fire in our house, Mikki the light that chases away the dark..."
"And what am I?" She asked, curious how she was seeing her.
"The guard dog, always watchful..."
"Ahahaha! What a roundabout way to call a bitch!" Yuri laughed, yet her voice was deeply touched, and that part was unmistakable.
"But a bitch I love..." Luna mumbled, slipping into a happy, satisfied slumber, making Yuri stop, just watching her with a smile.
"Woof. Now... Let's get you back to bed for real. It is not the sa if we are not sleeping as a family..."
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