He puts you down with as much care as possible. “Let’s take you to bed now” Claude says as he walks to your bed. You snuggle into the warmth of his body, unconsciously recognizing his scent before you lie completely still again But you’re just adjusting to this new position you’re in. A small moan escapes your lips and for a moment Claude dreads he’s woken you up.
Carefully he slides his arms round you and lifts you up. Claude had volunteered to help, since he knows how much you need sleep to recover the following day, but as expected, you had refused This is the second time this week you’ve had to stay up to finish your work. Claude gently brushes some of it off your face, just to make sure you’re fast asleep Head resting on your arms, your hair messily draped over the papers you’d so diligently been working on all night. “Oh, there you are” he says with amusement in his tone He knocks the door to your studio, but nobody answers When all the preparations for the following day are done, Claude decides it’s time to check on you again. A sigh leaves your lips as you continue your work The clock on your wall reads ten past midnight. He caresses your hair a little, successfully distracting you from your very urgent work. “Can’t do that Claudie, these things have to be delivered to the press first thing tomorrow”Ĭlaude hums. “Why don’t you put that aside and get some rest?” He says to you Claude’s golden eyes are looking into yours Two hands rest on your shoulders, dexterous fingers start massaging them. “Sorry Mousieur” you say as you pick up the pen again and return to work
“Caught you sleeping on the job my Lady” he says with a stoic expression on his face and you’re not sure if he’s teasing or scolding you It’s Claude, your darling butler you realize Laying your quill to rest on the wooden desk you lean back on your chair and let your eyes rest a little. Here you are, not done yet transcribing the papers you have to deliver tomorrow at first light Being your own woman in the 1800’s is hard work. The flame, once dull, brightens the room with renewed fervor Capricious forms take shape as the liquid cools.
0 kommentar(er)
