Chapter 155: Morning Service (R18)

I woke slowly to the soft gray light of early morning filtering through the curtains of the master bedroom. The heavy blankets were still warm around me, and for a second I just lay there, feeling the quiet of the house. Avalon Academy was already stirring somewhere beyond the walls, but in here everything felt peaceful.

Then I felt it.

A gentle weight shifted between my legs under the covers. Soft silk brushed against my thighs. Warm breath ghosted over my skin. My eyes opened fully.

Val was kneeling on the bed, still wearing the black maid uniform from last night. The short skirt was hiked up around her hips, the white ruffled apron slightly wrinkled from sleep. Her blonde hair was a little messy under the lace headband, and her deep violet eyes looked up at me with a mix of nervousness and determination.

She had my cock out of my sleep pants already. Her small hand held the base carefully, and her lips were hovering just above the tip.

"Val...?" My voice came out rough from sleep.

She flushed bright red but didn’t pull away. "Good morning, Seth..." Her voice was soft, almost shaky. "I... I woke up first. You were still asleep. And I kept thinking about last night. About how you ordered me to change. How you looked at me."

I propped myself up on my elbows, heart already beating faster. "Yeah?"

She nodded, eyes flicking down to my cock then back up. "I liked it. Hearing you give me orders. It made my chest feel tight and warm at the same time. I wanted... I wanted to do something for you this morning. Before the day starts."

She leaned down and pressed a soft, tentative kiss to the head of my cock. I sucked in a breath. Her lips were warm and a little damp.

"Is this okay?" she whispered against me. "Can I... serve you like this?"

"Yes," I said, my voice low. "Go ahead, Val. Take me in your mouth."

A small, relieved smile touched her lips. She opened her mouth and slowly sank down, taking the head between her soft lips. Warmth surrounded me immediately. Her tongue brushed experimentally over the tip, tasting me. She let out a quiet little sound, half sigh, half moan, as she took more of me in.

I watched her, completely awake now. The black silk of the maid dress stretched tight across her back as she leaned forward. The short skirt rode higher, showing the tops of her black thigh-high stockings and the pale skin of her thighs. Her free hand rested on my hip for balance, fingers trembling slightly.

She bobbed her head slowly at first, getting used to the thickness. Every time she took me deeper, her throat made a soft wet sound. When she pulled back, a thin string of saliva connected her bottom lip to my cock.

"Mmm..." she hummed around me, the vibration sending a spark up my spine. She pulled off just long enough to speak, her voice breathy. "You taste... warm. I like it. Tell me what to do, Seth. Please. I want to hear your voice."

I reached down and gently brushed a strand of blonde hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. "Keep going. Use your tongue more. Lick along the underside."

She obeyed right away. Her tongue dragged slowly from the base all the way up to the tip, then swirled around the head in slow circles. She looked up at me the whole time, violet eyes half-lidded and glassy with focus. Another soft moan escaped her when I twitched against her tongue.

"Good girl," I murmured. "That’s perfect. Now take more of me. As much as you can."

Val’s cheeks flushed even deeper at the praise. She opened wider and sank down again, this time going farther. I felt the head of my cock press against the back of her throat. She gagged softly once, eyes watering a little, but she didn’t pull away. Instead she held herself there for a second, breathing carefully through her nose, then started moving again, slow, steady strokes.

The wet sounds filled the quiet bedroom. Soft *gluck* noises every time she took me deeper. Her free hand wrapped around the part she couldn’t fit, stroking in time with her mouth. Saliva started to drip down my shaft and over her fingers.

"Fuck, Val..." I groaned, my hips shifting slightly. "You’re doing so well. Keep going just like that."

She moaned around me again, the sound vibrating through my cock. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment in pure concentration, then opened to meet mine. There was no hesitation left in her gaze, only trust and a growing hunger.

I sat up a little more so I could watch her better. My hand settled on the back of her head, not pushing, just resting there. She seemed to like the contact; she pressed into my palm and took me even deeper on the next stroke.

"You really like this, don’t you?" I asked quietly. "Being told what to do. Serving me while you’re still in that uniform."

She pulled off with a wet pop, a string of saliva connecting her swollen lips to my cock. Her voice came out husky and a little broken. "Yes. I like it so much. When you order me... my whole body feels hot. I feel like I belong to you. Completely." She stroked me with her hand while she spoke, her thumb rubbing over the sensitive head. "Please keep telling me what to do. I want to make you feel good. I want to hear you."

"Then open your mouth again," I said. "Take me deep and hold it there for a few seconds."

Val immediately obeyed. She sank down until her nose nearly touched my stomach, throat working around me. Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes, but she stayed, humming softly. When I let her up for air she gasped, spit running down her chin, but she dove right back in without being told.

I started guiding her a little more firmly now, my hand on the back of her head setting a steady rhythm. She followed perfectly, taking every stroke I gave her. Soft, needy moans spilled from her throat every time I bottomed out. Her free hand had moved between her own legs at some point, I could see the slight movement under the short skirt as she touched herself through her panties.

"Are you touching yourself, Val?" I asked, voice rough.

She nodded as best she could with her mouth full, letting out a muffled "Mhm..." around my cock.

"Good. Keep doing that. But don’t come yet. Not until I say."

Her eyes widened a little at the order, and she moaned louder in response. The wet sounds of her mouth grew messier. She was getting more eager, more desperate, bobbing her head faster. Her tongue worked constantly, swirling and pressing. Saliva dripped onto the sheets. The lace of her headband had slipped slightly to the side.

I could feel myself getting close. The tight heat of her mouth, the way she looked up at me with those violet eyes full of devotion, the soft little whimpers she made every time I thrust up to meet her, it was too much.

"Val," I warned, breathing hard. "I’m going to come. Swallow it. Don’t waste a drop."

She hummed in agreement and redoubled her efforts, sucking harder, taking me as deep as she could. Her hand stroked the base rapidly. I gripped her hair a little tighter and thrust up once, twice—

Pleasure crashed through me. I came hard, spilling into her mouth in thick pulses. Val’s eyes fluttered shut as she swallowed around me, throat working steadily. She made soft, greedy sounds, taking every drop like I told her. A little bit leaked from the corner of her lips, but she quickly licked it up when I finished.

She stayed there for a few more seconds, gently sucking and cleaning me with her tongue until I was sensitive and twitching. Only then did she pull off with a soft gasp, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Her lips were red and shiny. Her cheeks were flushed all the way down to her neck. The maid uniform was disheveled, skirt hiked up, apron crooked, stockings a little wrinkled.

She looked at me with dazed, happy eyes. "Did I... do well, Seth?"

I reached down and pulled her up into my arms. She melted against me immediately, arms wrapping around my neck.

"You did more than well," I said with a smile. "You were perfect. My cute little maid."

Val shivered at the words, a soft moan escaping her. "Thank you... my Sovereign. My husband." She nuzzled into my neck. "I really liked waking you up like that. Can I... can I do it again sometimes? When you order me to?"

I smiled and stroked her hair. "Whenever you want. Or whenever I tell you to."

She let out a happy little sigh and pressed closer. Outside the window the morning light was getting brighter. Classes would start soon. The rest of the world was waiting.

But for now I just held her, listening to her soft breathing as she rested against my chest in that ridiculous, perfect maid uniform.

"I love you, Val," I murmured into her hair.

"...I love you too, Seth," she whispered back. "More than anything."