/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>43397456
God I can't wait for Flan to inevitably break me and drag my limp unconscious body while crying up a storm to patchy to fix me with her magic before I expire

>>42676853

Ever since Flan snapped and made the nature of her affection clear she's been back to her usual cheerful self which while made you deeply uncomfortable also relieved you in equal measure as you no longer feared for your life. You were largely unable to meet Flans eyes for very long, the forced intimacy to someone you considered a daughter made you feel an intense guilt and you felt deeply ashamed by the fact that you were used like that and moreso that you didn't dare to speak out against her for fear of your life. Still you considered yourself a professional and wanted to be worthy of the title of a butler of the SDM and caretaker of one of the Scarlet sisters so you held a fake smile and didn't let anyone, especially not Sakuya or Remillia know about how Flan forced you to service her.

Lately Flan was engrossed in reading, having you head down into the library to pick up various books which is something you loved to see Flan take interest in as her educator but sadly the books she seemed most interested in were those smutty books Patchouli writes en masse despite having no experience and rarely leaving the library. You're afraid that Flan was getting weird ideas about romance and physical intimacy but with the stubborn willfulness of a child she insisted in reading them which to no end delighted Patchy to have another sister as part of her audience. Though you had to admit some of the books weren't terrible being particularly inspired by much better books and you could see why most of the fairy maids and both scarlet sisters read them with fervor, despite the books largely being that particular genre of female oriented smut with no redeeming value and so edgy you could cut steel with them.

Today as usual she was reading fervently in a large padded chair that had an oil lamp over it mounted to the wall itself by a fine brass work of art that held it sturdily. You were on standby next to the young mistress refilling her tea when needed and amusing yourself with your own small pocket book you bought from Kosuzu's bookstore a while back but never got around to reading, though you'd keep that secret. Eventually Flan got restless squirming in her chair drawing your attention away from the book you were reading, "Is something wrong Lady Flandre?". As you looked at the blonde vampire you noticed her face was as red as her favorite dress as her eyes darted between you and the book, "I-its just... I want you to read to read this part, its too embarrassing!", "Ah... I see..." you disappointingly murmured.

You held the book in your hands and started reciting from the start of the passage Flan pointed out and started inwardly cringing once your brain processed the words on the page, "His combat outfit torn exposing his manly chest... "You foolish monster, This dark butler of the night will never submit to a faux creature of the dark as yourself!" He wielded out his glowing sword of dark and light but Mistress Lunaria was fast as a gale and brought him to his knees with a deft strike as if swatting a fly... She gloated, "A feeble being like you can barely be called a butler of the order but you've amused this superior me!" Mistress Lunaria lifted the hem of her silken flowing dress...". You wanted to die as you read this garbage but Flan was on the edge of her seat as you were forced to read paragraphs upon paragraphs, your own face as red as Flan's but for vastly different reasons. Worst yet is that entire scene reminded you of your own peril not too long ago...

For a reason you couldn't comprehend in the slightest Flan was looking misty eyed and rubbing her legs together as she started at you in fixation, "that was so... Romantic...". You had some choice words for the chapter you just read and none of them were "romantic", "Yes it certainly was my lady..." wanting to get far away from this moment you continued, "I suppose its time for your snack, I'll go an-" Flan grabbed the tails of your coat as you tried to turn to flee much to your dismay, "Anon... I want to act it out... with you...". Your mind raced trying to figure out a reason to get out of this nonsense and before you could start up with an, "we can't, its inappropriate" her hand flashed in a blur ripping the cloth from your torso and giving you another chore of mending the shreds of your jacket and button up shirt.

Fear gripped you as you realized telling her "no" would be the least wise thing you could do at the moment and before you could stammer anything out you fell to your knees as your legs gave out and Flan stood up giving her best impression of Mistress Lunaria, "Y-you feeble ma- errr, you are barely a butler worthy of the order! You'll be much more amusing servicing me!" Her flushed face took on a smug expression copying the general flow of the scene from the book. In reflection you must have given an award worthy performance given how happy Flan looked when you recited your lines in barely suppressed terror.

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