maid in jabberwock ( semi-nsfw fic )

[dolosa]

To Hazama Rei, when she's not sleeping, being apart from Hinata Hajime is like being deprived of a drug.

But when he asks her a favor, she's a little reticent. But he reminds her immediately that she had promised him to do a single thing for him. It's something that she can't take back; doing so would make her a liar. And she would regret not falling through on her promises. Which, evidently, is not a part of her plans at all in the slightest. So there was absolutely no reason for her to deny him. Besides, it was not an unreasonable request. It was rather sensible; in fact, while it was somewhat sexual in nature and actually something that seems rather different from what he usually enjoys — if only because he tends to be rather vanilla.

Well, it's not that the request itself is rather kinky in nature; in fact, it's tame enough.

Nevertheless, Rei cannot help but flush a bright red before she decides to fulfill the request, telling him to wait in his room as she prepares herself accordingly.

Sitting on the bed, he waits in heated anticipation - he knows that imagining her figure in his head is enough to get him off, but seeing it in person is a whole different story. She's teased him on several different occasions and he's caved into the sweet temptations of her soft, milky white skin and curves before. But it's not something he regrets at all in the slightest; in fact, he's enjoyed each and every single moment where he's seen her in such a light.

And now, he gets to see her wear something by his request. Holding something over her like this was actually a little exciting, to say the least. And it definitely gave him a different reaction from her than he actually expected. After all, the real Hazama Rei was not, in actuality a cute, shy girl that he imagined she was - that he believed that she was, back on the other island.

Instead, she was different. Almost a complete 180, one might say. Yet, he loved her regardless of that. No matter how she acted, she was still Hazama Rei, wasn't she? He already told himself that he would stand by her unless she hurt one of his classmates. And the more and more he learned about her, he found himself realizing, the more his heart swelled for her like a fine wine.

Ears perk up at the sound of rapping at the door, and he takes a sharp inhale through his nose, preparing himself as he adjusts his tie, loosening it up a little to keep himself from choking from how warm his entire body is feeling already at the thoughts that seem to fill his nearly clouded mind. "C-Come in," he manages, in a somewhat awkward voice before mentally hitting himself for stammering, gulping in a nervous, shaky breath as he attempts to keep himself composed.

When she walks in, it's with a slight hint of timidity in her posture. Maybe it's because she just isn't used to the idea of wearing such an outfit. It's rather strange, though; she's already worn revealing clothes before, and he's seen her completely nude once before. Yet, wearing this outfit gave off a different impression of her, something more innocent and with less authority.

What Hinata Hajime saw as Hazama Rei entered the room was the beautiful sight of a young girl in her mid-teens wearing a traditional maid outfit, her face flushing just as red as the ribbons that kept her hair in place.

To anybody who didn't know her, she would have looked like the perfect maid: a petite, small girl in stature who wore a black and white apron dress that barely hit her knees, along with knee high stockings that accentuated her thighs, and more importantly the absolute territory.

"How do I look," she speaks, hesitantly, and with a small voice, uncomfortably tugging at the hem of her dress before adding, almost playfully, "... master?"

That last word alone was enough to make Hinata's heart thump loudly in his chest. While it's true that he'd asked her to change into that outfit as a favor to him, he hadn't asked for this! This was a step far ahead of what he was thinking of asking of her, and yet, he doesn't mind it at all in the slightest. In fact, far from it. Just being called that just causes a lump to rise in his throat, only able to swallow it down as he subconsciously licks his dry lips, gaping. "You..." He pauses, not sure if he can give the right words. If he were to be honest, words wouldn't be enough to describe how she looks to him. "You look great, Rei."

His smile spreads throughout his features as he takes several slow steps forward to meet her. "You didn't have to call me that, though," he laughs to himself before adding, "I thought we said it's okay to just call me Hajime."

He likes hearing her call him by his name, after all. It's a reminder of who he is, and the fact that he's liked for being himself rather than anybody else. He's liked because he's Hajime Hinata and not because of some superficial talent or anything else.

"We did," she admits, mirroring his smile, "But, honestly, I thought it'd be nice to call you that. Just once."

Laughing a little, he takes another step forward, eyeing her carefully from head to toe. She's gorgeous, he has to tell himself as he swallows hard, nervously hoping that he doesn't mess things up. Even though there's a little more confidence in his expression, he can't help but be a little anxious. She's wearing that outfit in front of him, and plus, she even called him that. He wonders if he can push it a little further - it's Rei, though, so it's possible that she could turn the tables on him. "You don't have to do that." His lips curl into a soft smile, resting his hand on her cheek, idly rubbing his thumb near her cherry colored lips. She really is irresistible to him; he's never felt this way towards anyone else in his life and the feeling he has towards her is fresh and new.

He wants to remember this feeling. He doesn't want to forget it. The fear of forgetting is ingrained in the person known as Hinata Hajime at this point; it's the sole reason why he was somewhat wary about having Rei use her hypnotism on him. But he allowed it, because he trusted her.

(Of course, trusting Rei was a mistake, seeing how that went. While it wasn't outright horrible, it was definitely embarrassing.)

Hinata Hajime loves Hazama Rei: those emotions are something that he wants to ingrain in his mind as he presses his lips against her own. While normally things would start off slow and gentle, today he's having none of that. His lips part as he kisses her long and hard, repeating the motions again and again as to make absolutely certain that he won't forget it. Although he tells himself this, it's just an excuse.

The sounds of her soft, needy voice slip from the younger, smaller girl as he kisses her constantly, letting a breath into his mouth, feeling her cheeks heat up as she decides to tempt him even further, tongue tracing his lips. He parts them with obvious eagerness, flicking his tongue to invite her, to silently tell her that it's completely fine.

She moans into the kiss with desperate need in her face, her eyes meeting his own as she takes his invitation with clear intent. Pressing her body against his own, she can hear the sounds of pleasure ringing through her ears, their tongues meeting each other, sliding slowly against the other with sheer desire for more and nothing more. Their carnal instincts are at play at this point, having already lost themselves in the immense pleasure.

When their lips part, for the first time in what seems like forever for the both of them, Rei cannot contain the sigh that passes through her lips. And in turn Hinata places his forehead against hers, laughing a little as his ahoge bounces slightly with every movement, resting his hands on her waist, fingers trailing upwards, causing sparks to fly, a shudder running down Rei's spine. He can see how heated she is, feel her heavy, hot breaths tingling his skin, even as he's still fully clothed.

It's getting warm. Way too warm for this.

"Rei, I..." His voice catches in his throat as he peels himself away from her. He admits that he does like the closeness, but the heat that permeates his body is telling him that he can't stand being in his room like this. Besides, it's fine. Rei locked the door behind her and he has no plans with any of the others today, either, so they shouldn't be disturbed. He doubts that anybody would want to. Clearing his throat, he brings one hand that found its way near the swell of her breast towards his own chest, tugging at his tie with clear discomfort, getting at the knot - Damn it, he curses himself under his breath, finding it always so difficult to do something this simple when it's in front of her. Half of it is because he's scared that he'll screw up and look uncool. He's scared that if he messes up somehow, she'll hate him for it. But he also knows all too well that Rei isn't the type of girl who would. As long as he's honest with her, she won't come to dislike him. He understands that much. Finally, the tie loosens around his fingers and falls onto the sheets.

He's about to take his shirt off too, but—

"I'll do it, okay?"

—she stops him partway, a mischievous smile playing from ear to ear. But it soon drops as she pouts, just like a puppy would, eyes wide as if to guilt trip him. "Unless, you don't want to?"

Fuck. He can't say no to that face at all. She's too cute when she's saying that she'll do something for him and then follows up by teasing him. He knows her ploy but even then, he falls for it hook, line, and sinker, cheeks flaring up. "Damn it, Rei," he curses in a low voice, "I... I do." Was there any questioning it? She's trying to turn the tables on him again with just a few words and it's working in her favor.

He has to turn this around. She's in a maid outfit, for crying out loud!

Plus, he shouldn't be this nervous. He has to compose himself. If he does that, then maybe... But it's too difficult. She's winning this little game of theirs again; she's way too good at embarrassing him, and more importantly, eliciting just the right reactions. It's like she can see right through him. And yet, she still didn't find out that he was a General. Or perhaps she just didn't care? It doesn't matter now.

Her slender fingers reach towards his chest, causing him to hitch a breath as she slowly goes down. It's clear that the her intent is to draw this out as long as she can. It's one of the unspoken rules of this game they play to embarrass each other, to elicit reactions from one another.

And the score for tonight seems to be tied - and yet, she times these moments so much better.

"J-just hurry it up already, Rei!" He finally gives in, impatient and red in the face, already giving into the temptations that his subconscious keeps nagging him about so insistently.

But with those rushed words that seem to escape him, she couldn't stifle the light chuckle in the slightest bit. She doesn't mind how dumb he is; she likes him this way. If he's so impatient, she might as well grant his wish, right? She graces his cheek with a soft, gentle kiss before peeling away from him, sticking her tongue playfully as if silently telling him that this was all a part of her plan all along.

He doesn't stop her, however.

Why should he? It's something he asked for, after all. But he knows full well that she doesn't care even if he did say no. She'd just endlessly tease him about it until he eventually caves in, and he... would really prefer not to fall down that deep end.

Soon enough, her fingers meet the hem of his shirt and then slip underneath it, the fingertips gently touching the bare skin underneath, not a lick of fat to be found as she hooks her thumbs around the shirt to assist him by tugging it up and over his head, causing his ahoge to bounce in the process. Hinata's face warms up when he notices that Rei's violet eyes are boring into his skin, causing him to subconsciously tense up, even if she hasn't touched him there just yet.

"You're as cute as always," the hypnotist teases, leaning in to brush her lips near his ear, breathing out with a hot breath, tugging playfully at his earlobe, causing him to jerk his head back in surprise, fingers curling around the fabric of the bed beneath him to steady himself. But what he wasn't prepared for was the words that followed. "Master Ha - ji - me."

A breath catches in Hinata's throat and his teeth grit as he can't help but get a little more excited by his name being called in such a fashion. And just as he's about to retort with the reddest of faces, she plants her lips on the hollow of his neck, clearly attempting to make a mark. It's not the first time they've done this, nor is it going to be the last, but every single time they do, it's for the sole reason to remind each other who exactly is in charge here.

And it sure isn't the guy who isn't in the maid outfit.

"Rei..." his voice doesn't steady, his breathing doesn't slow. His face is entirely red and he knows that she's taking advantage of it. He seriously needs to end this now before it gets too far. "I-It's not fair, you know. You're the one in the maid outfit, but you're—" Another groan, as teeth catch a sensitive part of his throat.

Eyebrows arch from Rei's end as she barely reels away from him, her breath still close enough to tingle his skin, which is amplified with the gentle touch of her fingertips across skin, causing his muscles to tense even more before she stops, right at where the zipper of his pants meets her gentle fingers. She really is drawing this out, isn't she?

Fingers curl around the sheets even more, almost enough to tear it off of the mattress but not quite. He can see her lick her lips with that luring want in her eyes that almost scares him off. But this time, he's going to muster enough courage to turn the tables.

He has to.

Instead of saying anything, he grabs her by the wrists and flips her over, onto the bed. The position she's in is compromising, but to him, it doesn't matter. The instincts that boiled up inside of him are bursting into something new, something... different. He can't take it anymore, nor does he want to. "Rei." There's an intensity to his voice that causes the girl who is now beneath him to widen her eyes in a mixture of surprise and interest. "You're my maid right now, Rei, so you're supposed to listen to me."

To him, it was kind of strange how bold and demanding he was being, but he's had more than enough of her setting the pace. Her eyes don't meet his own, and a part of him worries that he messed up, but... no, it should be fine. She gave him permission to ask for any favor, after all. The fault lies with her.

Swallowing hard, he tries to bring more courage back up to the surface, bringing his hand right down the middle, in between the valley of her breasts before stopping as he brings his own lips in revenge to her neck, peppering kisses from her collarbone upward before tracing the side of her cheek and going up near her ears, which were subsequently turning bright red like a tomato.

"You're silly, Hajime," Rei finally replies with a sigh, her neck arching to allowing him to allow his lips more access as she brought her hand up towards his pants again. "I am listening to you. To your inner desires that you don't voice. But if you want to tell me what you want instead, I won't mind that either."

She's playing along as always. Of course she is. But, nevertheless, he can't help but retort with his signature, "Y-You've got that wrong, Rei." Although his words are meant to be louder, the heat that swells up between his legs as she eagerly touches him there causes the words to not have much behind them. It's almost always like this between the two of them. He wants to completely turn the tables around, but it's near impossible. But he'll try. "Besides, aren't you the one who practically begged me to give you a favor? Maybe you actually wanted this." And as if to accentuate his words, he trails his fingers down lower, lower... until her goes between the frills of her dress and reaches out to gently run two fingers across the fabric of her underwear.

"H, Hajime?!" His name squeaks out of her lips in what seems to be genuine surprise, the mask of a confident girl peeling off in just one moment. Looks like he found her weak spot. Hinata can't help but allow the faint hint of a smirk slip across his features as he gets the exact reaction he wants. Oh, this would be some sweet, sweet payback.

Humming playfully, Hajime finds himself rubbing his two fingers against the spot where she's most sensitive, doing it over and over again repeatedly just to hear the adorable, high pitched cries, the jolts that she'd make that followed, the constant flushing of her cheeks that deepened with every passing moment.

"You know what? I really like it when you're like this, Rei," he admits. While he likes most things about her, Hinata does prefer it when she's kind and sweet rather than... how she normally is. Not that he hates her normal self! He just sometimes gets scared of her. For good reason. He can't help but feel that there's times where she doesn't want to let him finish. Hinata, however, does expect Rei to get mad at him for saying something like that, but when he looks at her, it's the exact opposite.

She's completely flustered by it.

"Really?" Timidity fills her voice and expression, her eyes not meeting his own, instead wandering aimlessly but not settling anywhere.

Hinata overthinks it a bit and wonders if this, too, is a part of her ploy, but decides to answer honestly, nodding his head as one hand rests on her cheek, a thumb running across her cherry colored lips. "Yeah. I mean, I don't hate when you're being such a tease, but..." It isn't always fun for him. Sometimes it is, but sometimes it isn't! Just look at the time where he had to crossdress, for example. That might have been fun for her, but for him? He looks at that memory and wants to shove it into the recesses of his mind where it can never be seen again. "Anyway, I love all the different sides of you, Rei. It's kind of embarrassing to admit, but it's true. And I'm really happy when you try so hard for me."

Cheeks flare up even more, and she smiles. "Well, of course. If it's you, Hajime, I'd literally do anything for you, if you just ask for it. By the way, maybe next time we should ask Nanami-san to join us."

"—What?!"

This was going to be a long, long night.