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After working so hard for three years, Chuuya thought he would never find himself in another maid outfit again. Still, here he was—a white ruffle headband in his copper locks and a laced off-the-shoulder crinkled crop top that exposed the peppered freckles on his skin. Around his hips was a short black frilly skirt with an ivory apron attached that stopped at the upper portion of his thighs, the material swaying with his movements, teasing the hungry stares of those who had the blessing to witness his body. The lacy sheer stockings he wore hugged the curvature of his toned legs and contrasted beautifully with the polished black heels that signaled his walk of shame with every step he took.
It was so embarrassing, and honestly, way too early in the morning to deal with this shit.
Bookmarked by sakanasoup
28 Oct 2024
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BARKBARKBARKNDJFHGASDJFGJHGDSHJFGKJH RAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH MAIDCHUUUUUUU