What Happens Now? (G x G or B x G) PAFP, Semi-Advanced

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    Heather turned and strode from the room at a calm but quick pace. As soon as they were all out of earshot of the Gremory's, she whispered to Thomas, "Well, that wasn't horribly intimidating."

    Heather shuddered. She spent the next few hours doing very little, waiting for someone to come and order her around. That was what servants did, after all, especially new servants.

    Thomas, Regina and Mei were all particularly busy, helping the other servants finding their way around, it wasn't until another one of the strayed from the group, that she noticed Heather. It was a small girl, yet extremely intimidating, she had thick black curls, long bangs, honey colored eyes, much resembled the Gremory's cat-like ones and porcelain skin. The maid tapped on Heather's shoulder lightly, "Excuse me." Her voice was low, yet sounded like chimes.

    Heather practically jumped as she whirled around to face the girl. "Apologies," she said politely, bowing her head and keeping her fae neutral. "You startled me."

    "Yes well." The girl shrugged lightly, giving an eased smile. "I apologize for that. But I seem to have gotten lost, I was wondering if you could hep me." It seemed as if with each word, she took a step closer. A Cheshire cat-like smile, plastered on.

    Heather fought the urge to back up. If she showed any weakness, she had a feeling this girl would tear into her like a shark scenting blood in the water. "S-sure thing," she said, looking directly into her eyes. "Where do yo wish to go?"

    The girl stopped for a moment, her eyes closed together in a pleased manner as if she gotten what she had wanted. "Hmm~ I'm glad you asked." She purred, before slinking forward once again, "But before we go any further, let's make introductions shall we? My names Jasmin, and you?"

    Heather flushed bright red, but still maintained eye contact. "H-Heather," she said. Jasmin was now so close that she had to either back up or be bowled over by the girl. Grudgingly, she took a single step back. "Pleased to meet you," she said, bowing her head tentatively.

    Jasmin gave a small chirp, like a laugh of a predator. "Pleased to meet you too... Hun." She paused a moment, to glance behind Heather, there was a wall behind her, slowly approaching. If she kept walking a bit further... After taking a few more steps, she had backed the girl against the wall, and placed her hands over her shoulders. "Your the new one, yes?" She whispered.

    Heather pressed herself against the wall as much as she could. "Y-yes," she said in response to Jasmin's question. She intended it to be a normal response, but it came out as a squeak. "Why do you ask?"

    "Because. You're too mild. Most would've fought me off by now." The female pressed her body against Heather's and moved to gently nibble her ear, she had her intentions, and things seemed to be going fine, of course, this... Heather, was it? Must've been confused.

    "There we go, a bit more feisty." Jasmin backed up and brushed her thick hair back behind her shoulders, before crossing her arms. "Now, I wanted you to take me to your mistresses room."

    Heather took a deep breath to steady herself and nodded. "Follow me, please," she sad curtly, striding from the room. She led Jasmin down the hall until they reach Liza's door. She stopped there and knocked gently. "Mistress? One of the Gremory's wishes to see you."

    Jasmin waited behind Heather for a minute... And then another, still no reply. Of course, she had expected this, after all, Lord Gremory had a meeting with her at the moment. "Oh darn, sounds like she isn't in." The female shrugged, before smirking and going to open the door and walk in anyway.

    Jasmin glanced behind her, "But she won't find out, right?" Slowly, her finger raised to her lips in a 'shush' motion. Reaching to her side, the cat-like woman turned the lights on, revealing the large room around them, centered by a rounded, huge bed. Hmmm... She could take her time here. She walked forward and fell onto it. Calling from her spot to Heather. "Come! It's so soft."

    Heather glanced behind her at the door, wishing desperately that she could leave. But she was a mere servant and had to obey the Gremory's as long as they were guests, or until her mistress said otherwise. Finally, she walked up to the bed and sat down hesitantly, as far from Jasmin as possible.

    Jasmin gave a giggle, something that sounded like the ringing of bells. "Still so shy?!" She asked, nuzzling into the plush blankets before reaching to grab Heather's hand and pull her down on top of her.