Supreme Spouse System.

Chapter 628: When Desire Forgot Its Manners

When Desire Forgot Its Manners

The mans upper body was completely uncovered. You could see that he was really toned and defined. He still felt warm from his bath. Water was dripping down his shoulders. Along his back. It followed the shape of his spine. The drops of water would stick to him for a moment, before falling off. When they hit the floor they made it look darker. His hair was damp. It was sticking to the back of his neck. The strands were curling up a little as they dried. The mans body was still holding the heat of the bath. One towel was wrapped around his waist, low so you could see the shape of his hips. He had another towel on his shoulders. He was using it to dry his hair. He was doing it slowly not thinking about it just kind of going through the motion. The towel was moving through his hair in strokes like he was not even paying attention to what he was doing.

The room was quiet... until—

Knock. Knock.

Leon just stopped moving all of a.

The cloth just stopped moving in his hand. He stopped breathing like the sound had gone right into him and was touching his chest. Then he slowly turned his head his eyes getting a bit sharper.

A later the knocking came again. This time it was two taps. The person outside was not sure if they should knock. They were holding back like they were thinking twice about it. It was like they were touching the wood with their knuckles and then changing their mind. The knocking was uncertain like the person outside was not really sure what they wanted to do.

Leon moved, the towel around his waist pulled and then it was okay as he walked forward on the floor. The noise was not really important. There was something else, in it. You could feel that something was not quite right. It was like someone was not sure what to do. That made Leon think it was not just someone knocking on the door.

He reached the handle his fingers touched the metal of the handle it felt really cool, to his fingers as he grabbed the handle.

The door was about to be opened by him. Before he could do that it made a soft clicking sound and slowly moved inward. This happened because someone, on the side of the door was pushing it.

A little noise came out of the space. It was a gasp that happened because someone was startled. The gasp slipped through the opening.

I was wondering if you got my message, sire. I did not hear back, from you so I thought I should check in. I am really sorry sire I do not want to bother you.

She was really nervous. Her words got all mixed up. Her voice was. She was saying sorry a lot. The Music Teacher was standing there. She was trying to say something that made sense. She wanted to explain what happened. Her words were all jumbled. The Music Teacher looked at her. She felt even more nervous. She took a breath and tried to speak clearly. She said sorry again. Started to talk slowly. She was trying to tell the Music Teacher something.

Leon pulled the door open the rest of the way. He made sure the door was open all the way now. Leon took a step back to look at the door. The door was finally open thanks, to Leon.

The maid just stopped moving all of a. She was standing there like a statue not doing anything. The maid was completely still.

She had black hair that curled a little bit at the ends. This framed her face, which was shaped like a heart. Her soft black eyes looked up. Then they got really wide in just a second when she saw what was in front of her. Her lips. She stopped breathing for a moment like she did not know how to breathe in anymore. Her black eyes were still fixed on the thing that stood before her and her short black hair was still curled at the ends. She was not noticing these things because she was too busy looking at what was, in front of her.

She had on the uniform that the maids, at the manor wear.. On her it looked really different. The black dress was a little short so you could see the shape of her thighs. The tight corset she wore made her waist look smaller. It made her figure look nice. She also had on a pair of stockings that went all the way up her legs.. The manor maid uniform really showed off her curves. The manor maid uniform made her curves look amazing. The womans breasts were pushing against the fabric her hips were really wide. Her thighs were very thick. Every part of her body made the uniform look like it was not something to wear but something to attract attention. The uniform did not look like it was meant to be clothes it looked like it was meant to tempt people. The way the womans body filled out the uniform made it look very tempting.

She pushed the cart of food inside. The wheels went over the floor quietly.. She was still thinking about him. She did not really stop looking at him. The food cart was not very important to her. She was more interested, in him.

Her eyes did not just look at him they really looked at him. They stayed on him for a time taking everything in. She saw his body, which was mostly naked with a towel hanging on his hips. Water was slowly moving down his stomach, which was very muscular. Her eyes followed every drop of water. She could not. Stare at him like that. Her breathing became fast and uneven. One of her knees started to bend, a little bit like she was about to lose her balance. The color of her eyes got darker and you could see that she was feeling something strong and natural something that she was trying to control. Her eyes, the sight of his body it was all just too much for her. The way he looked with the towel and the water it was, like her eyes were stuck on him.

Leon caught it away.

The mans eyebrow went up really slow like he was thinking about it. This tiny smile started to show up on his face it was like he found something the mans mouth was curving up a little bit at the corner.

He asked this question in a voice. His voice was warm. Had a lazy tone to it. It sounded like he was teasing me. "Should I stand still for you?" he said. ". Have you looked at me enough already?"

Her eyes jumped up fast and she felt scared and wanted something so badly at the same time it all happened in one beat of her heart.

"I do not know what to say. I mean I am trying to say something to you sire.. The words are getting all mixed up in my mouth. They are coming out all wrong. It is making me feel really embarrassed. My face is getting very hot. My cheeks are turning red."

"You sure?"

Leon took one step toward her. This one step was all it took to make the space, between Leon and her disappear. Her breath caught in her throat. Her fingers wrapped tightly around the trolley handle it was the thing that seemed to be holding her up the only thing keeping her standing on her own two feet the trolley handle was all that was keeping her from falling.

He said this in a casual tone "Because if you haven’t had enough " and then he just kept talking watching her get more and more upset. He said "I can stand here a little longer" like it was no deal.

He leaned in close, to her enough for her to really feel that he was there and then his voice got softer.

"Or..." there was a pause it was really quiet and it felt like something was going to happen "you can stay here with me while I change my clothes."

Her jaw just dropped all the way open. She could not believe what was happening with the news that she was hearing about the thing that was going on. Her jaw was really open.

A tiny noise came out of her throat. It was a sound. She had not meant for this to happen. The sound was. It slipped out before she could stop the music of her voice. The womans throat made this sound.

Leon did not move. He just watched the way shame battled against something more honest in her eyes. Leon saw that she was trying to bury it. Leon knew it kept surfacing, bright and impossible to hide. The nearness of Leon was too much, for her. It was too warm. It was too real. Her gaze drifted to Leons chest for a fraction of a second long before she remembered to breathe.

She said "Sire" quietly her voice shaking all over the place. If you want me to do something I mean if you want me to see something she said, trying to get the words out.

Leon just stopped moving all of a.

The man had not thought that would happen. He really had not expected that to happen with the situation. The situation was that he had not expected that.

He said what his voice was really soft.

Her eyes flew open. The meaning of her own words hit her all at once. She felt a surge of color rise to her cheeks. It quickly faded away leaving her face pale and her heart racing with panic. The words she had spoken came back, to her. She thought about the words and what the words really meant and she could not help but think about the words and how they made her feel.

She said "I did not mean it like that" and she bent forward fast almost hitting her head on the cart. Her hands were waving around. She grabbed the edge of the cart at the last minute making the dishes rattle. "I am sorry" she said. "Please forget what the woman said. The woman will leave now the woman just wants to go"

She grabbed the trolley again. Bent down really low her hair falling all over her face. It was like she was trying to hide from the world. The trolley was all that you could see of her everything else was hidden behind it. She really did not want to be seen. The girl and the trolley were, like one thing now you could not see where one ended and the other began. The trolley and the girl were all that was there.

Please eat your food. I will come back for the tray later. I promise that I will be back to get it. Sorry, about that.

Then—

She suddenly took off running.

Not a polite retreat.

Not an awkward shuffle.

She ran. Her feet were barely touching the floor. Her heart was trying to go than her body. She was running out of the room like a deer. This deer had just seen a lion in front of it. The deer was really frightened. She was like that deer running away, from something that scared her the room.

The doorframe swallowed her whole. Then there was just the sound of her footsteps going really fast and the quiet noise of the dishes shaking. The doorframe swallowed her and that was it everything else was the echo of her footsteps and the faint sound of the dishes trembling.

Leon stood there. Looked at the empty doorway for a really long time. He was shocked and just stood there waiting to see if she would come back. The air, in the room still felt weird like it was filled with all the things she did not say to Leon.

The mans hand went up to his face. His fingers touched his cheek. He could not believe what was happening. His fingers just kept brushing against his face like he was trying to make sure it was real. The mans hand was still on his face his fingers, on his cheek.

What the hell just happened he said to himself in a quiet voice.

For a moment he thought she was going to come into the room. He thought he would grab her around the waist and pull her to him. They would bump into the bed before they could stop themselves. The way she looked at him was amazing. There was nothing in her eyes. She was not hiding anything. All he saw was desire, uncertainty and a little bit of giving in. The way she looked at him was really something. He saw heat in her eyes he saw her hesitating. He saw her coming close to surrendering to her feelings. The look in her eyes was full of desire, for him.

Then the moment came when she knew she was losing control of things. She had to get out of there. So she ran away. It was like her instinct was telling her to leave. It would not let her stay. Her instinct was like a force that grabbed her and pulled her away, from everything.

Leon let out a breath and he was shaking his head.

A smile came on his lips it was a smile and it was a little crooked.

He looked amused. He looked intrigued by the Food Truck Festival no he looked amused and intrigued by the situation the Leon situation.

Leon was. Leon was intrigued.

He said that something was cute.

He reached for the door. Shut it. The door made a click sound. This sound meant he was back in the room again. The room still smelled like food. This smell was still in the air. It reminded him of the woman. She had left the room quickly. The smell of food was, like a reminder of what had just happened with the woman.

He turned away. Walked over to the wardrobe on the other side of the room. When he opened the doors he saw lots of clothes that Alina had put out for him. She had done a job everything looked really nice. There were shirts made of really nice material that would feel good on his skin. The trousers were loose and perfect for hanging out in the evening. He also saw a robe with white and gold on it. There was a shirt with a little cut in the front. Alina had even put out his night clothes all folded up and neat, in the drawer. The clothes were simple. They looked fancy. They were also practical which was nice.

Leon let his fingers move over the fabrics. He was looking for something. He did this in silence. The fabrics felt nice under his fingers. Leon thought for a moment. Then he picked a pair of trousers that felt comfortable. He also chose a shirt. The shirt felt cool and smooth on his skin. It felt like the shirt was made for him. Leon liked the way the shirt felt. The trousers and the black shirt were what Leon wanted to wear.

The man tossed the towel aside. Then he started to get dressed. He put on his clothes. The towel was lying on the floor. The towel was no longer, in his hand because he had tossed the towel aside.

The shirt went over his shoulders. Sat on his chest it fit him really well. The trousers were tight, on his hips then they went down on his legs. These clothes are simple.. On him the shirt and the trousers looked really special.

He paused in front of the wardrobe mirror, lifting a hand to brush through his now-drying hair. The man staring back looked like he belonged in a king’s portrait — composed, striking, untouchable — not someone who had just moments ago left a maid shaken and breathless.