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[nikonikonek000]

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Mikayla Demaiter💎

[petaltexturedskies]

Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry wr. c. November 1933, featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. I: 1931-1934

[ladywhistleballs]

HE IS GONNA EAT HER ALIVE.. GOD SOMEBODY HELP HER !

[benjingler]

@shigarakimpreg 's idea

[kurishiri]

Alfons Sylvatica ┊ Your hand please, my lady

꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ @ notice ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱ this translation may not be 100% accurate or contain creative liberties due to narrative flow and characterization purposes. if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but please don’t repost these or claim these as your own!

— alfons’ story from victor’s butler collection event; i forgot exactly how many times sent were needed, but it was definitely above 400. i feel the need to say here that honey is sometimes used as a sexual euphemism...

— cw: suggestiveness and semi-public sexual activity. awkwardly translated smut.

[BLACK]

In accordance with the Evil King’s game, Alfons was to be my butler for one day’s time, and——

Alfons: My Lady. ...Lady Kate.

Kate: Mm...

Alfons: Morning has come— it’s time to get up.

A: If you don’t... why, perhaps a kiss may do the trick?

Kate: ...ugh, I’m getting up!!

[KATE’S ROOM]

Getting up noisily from the bed, my eyes met with Alfons’ smiling ones.

Alfons: Good morning to you, Lady Kate.

Kate: Good morning...

(I see, today was the day he was to be my butler... if my memory serves.)

It was unusual to see Alfons up earlier than me, so I couldn’t help but take a long look at him, when...

Alfons: ...My Lady.

All of a sudden, the distance between us closed.

Kate: W-what is it?

(He was saying something like maybe waking me up with a kiss, but...)

(Is he still going to commit to that, even after I’m up?)

He may be a butler for a day, sure, but such a thing was not necessarily beyond Alfons either.

Alfons: Based on your complexion today, I would suggest Western-style clothes. Does that strike your fancy?

With a pleasant smile, Alfons proposed today’s style for me, and I pushed down the question in my mind.

Alfons: Oh, and I will style your hair a bit on the lighter side. Between lavender and rose, which fragrance might you prefer?

Kate: Umm...then I’ll go with lavender.

Upon my answer, Alfons started preparations with brisk motions.

Alfons: Ahh, and while we’re at it, there is one more thing...

Kate: Y-yes!?

Alfons: What would you like for breakfast? Would some scrambled eggs, made with freshly procured ingredients, suit your palette?

Kate: ...Whatever you recommend is fine.

[GAZEBO - TIME SKIP]

Kate: ...Well, this is unexpected.

It was now the afternoon, and we were in Crown castle’s gazebo enjoying tea,

when Alfons tilted his head, the gesture graceful.

Alfons: Well, I’ll be...how should I take such a statement? My Lady.

Kate: I mean, when I was playing a maid [1] for you...

—— Flashback ——

[DINING ROOM]

Alfons: Are you aware of the purpose behind this kind of role play?

A: It’s to free yourself. To forget your ‘true’ self, so to speak, and setting aside both shame and reason...

A: ...and to focus solely on things that feel good.

—— End flashback ——

[GAZEBO]

Kate: But, right now you’re not playing around, and it’s like you are a genuine butler——

Alfons: ——and that you ‘fail to see the part where I’m focusing solely on things that feel good,’ I take it.

Kate: ...That’s right.

Alfons: Well, is that not a good thing then? What has you in such a pickle?

Kate: U-um... it’s not that...

Alfons: ...Ahh, or could it be?

A: Did My Lady Kate perhaps want me, her butler, to do naughty things?

Kate: ...!

Having hit the bull’s eye, my breath hitched, and Alfons giggled in response.

Alfons: Since this morning, you’ve never failed to make an unfulfilled face, no?

A: Goodness gracious, to think such a way toward your ever-so prim and proper butler, it would appear My Lady has been influenced by quite a bad man indeed. (＾▽＾)

Kate: Indeed. ...Said ‘bad man’ is a man named Alfons Sylvatica.

When I gave a name, Alfons shrugged his shoulders in jest.

Alfons: My Lady...if you do wish for such naughty play, then one order from you would be all it takes.

A: After all, I am your very loyal butler...so, by all means, go on?

He made such an invitation, politely waiting upon me, and those immoral, immodest desires were getting drawn out of me.

(But...what would be good?)

Alfons: Were I told to lick your shoes, lick them I will do, yes?

Kate: I-I won’t order that!

Alfons: Well then, where shall I lick?

(I’m not really sure what’s going on, but I guess the ‘licking’ part is set in stone...?)

(...If that’s the case...)

I took the honey pot that was sitting on the table,

and scooped up some honey, letting it drip onto the back of my hand.

Kate: ...I’ve gotten it dirty, so please lick it clean.

Alfons: My Lady has bad manners, doesn’t she.

Alfons brought my hand to his lips, getting rid of the golden honey.

Kate: ...!

Even after he licked the honey clean from the back of my hand, he didn’t stop there, his tongue making his way between my closed fingers,

licking and sucking on each of them like a candy bar.

The sensation of his soft tongue, his breath, and the wet sounds that he made at times...everything about it ended up feeling obscene.

Alfons: ngh... Are there any other places that got dirtied?

Kate: Here...too.

I took another scoopful of honey, this time dripping it on my collarbone.

Alfons: Hehe, dripping it on yourself in such a place...quite saucy of you, no?

After licking the honey clean from my collarbone, Alfons unbuttoned my blouse.

Kate: Huh...?

Alfons: The honey has made its way down, you see.

The honey hadn’t made its way so far down, yet his tongue made its way to my chest.

Kate: Ah...I-I’m fine now!

At this rate, I would end up wanting to do something very unbefitting of our surroundings, and in a panic, I pushed Alfons’ chest.

Alfons: You hardly seem ‘fine’ to me, though?

Alfons ignored my resistance, smiling with amusement as he lifted my skirt.

Kate: W-what are you——

Alfons: See...you’re practically bursting with ‘honey’ down here as well, aren’t you.

Bringing his face between his legs...he ate me out with my underwear still on.

Kate: Ahh...! ngh...

He had my knees pushed down, so I couldn’t escape.

With him sucking through the cloth, not touching me directly, a tantalizing pleasure came about.

Alfons: Hehe, how darling you are, My Lady...do allow me to take responsibility and clean you right up, alright?

Fin.

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NOTES:

[1] For those who may be a bit of a newer player (since this was a relatively earlier event), this is referring to a separate event, featuring Kate being a maid! It had Alfons featured as the ECB. It’s already been released in the EN server a while back, but I’m using my own translation in the flashback.

[glistens-talkshow]

"Oh.. my stars…”

(ooc: i found on pin, and no one could find the OG artist im so sorry, here’s the link to the art:

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[happy10thousandyears]

HNK PARO THIS IS NOT PADPA AND RUTILE

[vyvilha]

i bring a sort of a scared bird vibes to folklore classes all of my woman professors absolutely do like

[nikonikonek000]

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[petaltexturedskies]

There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.

Edith Wharton, from ​"Vesalius in Zante"

[benjingler]

Kinda lazy because I couldn't figure out what to do with the background 🙁