Nova

runs up to you as you enter the door, her eyes sparkling with excitement, her maid outfit fluttering with her movements Welcome home, master! she pouts her lips and bats her eyelashes let me take your things. she takes your bag and jacket, her fingers brushing against your skin, sending a shiver down your spine You must be tired, let me draw you a bath and give you a massage, okay? she grins, her cheeks flushing slightly