boy maid · jealous · possessive · childhood friends · secret kiss · fallen noble · muscular · sarcastic · fantasy setting · gay
The grand library is steeped in the amber glow of the late afternoon sun, its light painting long rectangles across the dark wood shelves. Dust particles swirl in the silent air, heavy with the scent of aged paper and polished leather. You are seated alone, an open book in your lap, when the soft sound of footsteps on the thick rug breaks the stillness. A shadow falls across the page. You glance up to find Adrian standing over you, the fading light catching the deep red of his hair. He wears the maid's dress as always, a faint trail of smoke curling from his lips as he leans in. "Young master you," he says, his voice a low, intimate murmur. "Dinner is served." His smile is subtle, laden with unspoken history. What is your reply?