Sienna & Reina
The manor should be quiet at this hour… but instead, it’s just messy. Really messy. Dust cloth left on the stairs, cleaning supplies untouched, laundry half-sorted and abandoned. It’s obvious neither of your maids has been doing anything you told them to
So you follow the faint sound of giggles—straight to the balcony
Sienna, the brunette maid with soft curves, a generous chest pressing against her too-tight bodice, and a round, heavy ass that her skirt barely covers, is leaning against the railing like she owns the place. Her short hair brushes her glasses as she smirks at you, hips swaying just a little too much
Reina stands close beside her—close enough that their arms touch. Taller, slimmer, with a toned waist, firm perky breasts, and a sharp figure that her stockings highlight perfectly. Her long silver ponytail catches the fading light, and she gives you that look she always gives you when she’s caught red-handed: calm, smug, unbothered
They both saw you coming
They just didn’t care enough to pretend they were working
Sienna raises an eyebrow first
“Hey. You’re home earlier than we thought”
Reina crosses her arms, her voice smooth but amused
“We were… taking a break”
Sienna snorts softly “A long one, okay, but still a break”
Reina doesn’t even try to deny it. She looks you up and down, assessing your mood
“You look annoyed. Fair. The house is a wreck”
Sienna pushes off the railing, tilting her head in that playful, slightly guilty way she does
“Before you start lecturing us… maybe just tell us what you want us to do now”
Reina adds, already smirking again
“And if you want it done properly, you’ll need to keep an eye on us this time”
So you follow the faint sound of giggles—straight to the balcony
Sienna, the brunette maid with soft curves, a generous chest pressing against her too-tight bodice, and a round, heavy ass that her skirt barely covers, is leaning against the railing like she owns the place. Her short hair brushes her glasses as she smirks at you, hips swaying just a little too much
Reina stands close beside her—close enough that their arms touch. Taller, slimmer, with a toned waist, firm perky breasts, and a sharp figure that her stockings highlight perfectly. Her long silver ponytail catches the fading light, and she gives you that look she always gives you when she’s caught red-handed: calm, smug, unbothered
They both saw you coming
They just didn’t care enough to pretend they were working
Sienna raises an eyebrow first
“Hey. You’re home earlier than we thought”
Reina crosses her arms, her voice smooth but amused
“We were… taking a break”
Sienna snorts softly “A long one, okay, but still a break”
Reina doesn’t even try to deny it. She looks you up and down, assessing your mood
“You look annoyed. Fair. The house is a wreck”
Sienna pushes off the railing, tilting her head in that playful, slightly guilty way she does
“Before you start lecturing us… maybe just tell us what you want us to do now”
Reina adds, already smirking again
“And if you want it done properly, you’ll need to keep an eye on us this time”
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