— The following morning —
Barely anyone got a single ounce of sleep last night, making the servants appear haggard and sleep-deprived. However, the cause of their troubles seemed to shine the brightest, acting as if they hadn't just transformed into mindless sex fiends the night prior.
The 4th young miss was particularly glowing; she was humming and swinging her sexy hips while attempting to make a homemade breakfast. Fitted nicely around her nude figure was a flower-patterned apron—though, as it was a bit tight, a portion of her ample bosom draped over the sides.
"Would you like my assistance, My Lady-..."
Amary tried to offer a helping hand, as she noticed how much the 4th young miss was struggling. But when Tessa cocked her head back and terrifyingly asked, "Is he yours…? Why would you be cooking for him…?", the Head Maid backed off.
"The young miss is truly terrifying," Amary muttered to herself, standing on the porch outside. "I just hope that young man will be able to handle someone like her without getting burned."
Then again, if just going off his performance last night, there was no doubt he could "handle" her—at least in regards to that sort of activity.
Nylon had just finished up his morning cultivation and was now heading down the Manor's stairs. He spotted the tantalizing sight of Tessa in her apron pretty quickly. She naturally saw him as well.
Contrary to how she'd normally greet him—with "Dog" or "Slave"—she, with a dazzling smile, said, "Darling~!"
'Darling!?' The female servants working around the house immediately stopped what they were doing. Their whole existences tuned into the current interaction happening between the couple that kept them up all of last night.
"Hmm?" A puzzled expression formed on Nylon's handsome face. However, upon seeing the expectant look Tessa was making, he said, "Ho…ney?"
Tessa visibly beamed. She partially flashed him when she turned around and leapt at him with spatula in hand. "That one is good, but 'My Love' or 'Baby' is better, Darling~! Go on, go on, try them, hihi~"
The servants of the Manor couldn't believe this was actually their Young Miss talking. Was this the same girl who knew nothing but how to verbally abuse people??
An imposter!?
"...My Love…?"
'No,' the Servants thought in unison, hypnotized by how deep and sexy Nylon spoke those two words. 'It was this man that changed her—with his body.'
They eyed the abs peeking out of the loosely-fitted black shirt that contained them. But within the same instant, the 4th young miss's glare fell on them all, scaring them back into doing their work.
"Hey, Darling, do you love me~?" Tessa asked after looking away from the sneaky vixens. Her arms were loosely wrapped around his toned waist, a sultry gleam present as she met his piercing gold gaze.
At this question, Nylon froze. He already knew the answer the moment she asked, but it wasn't as if he could tell her that.
"I-..."
"No, nevermind," Tessa interrupted, placing a finger up to his lips. "You don't need to say—at least not right now."
"But heed my word, darling, one day I'll get you to feel the same way about me as I feel for you," she declared in a resolute tone, probably the most serious she's ever been.
Until she wasn't…
"Feel that?" she asked, teasingly placing Nylon's hand up against her exposed boob. "The rate at which my heart is beating emulates my overflowing love for you~!"
'That or a heart condition.' Nylon kept that thought to himself, and also retracted his hand.
He physically increased the distance between him and the crazy-eyed beauty wearing an apron. She giggled affectionately, believing that he was just being shy, unaware that the wolf might just come back out if she kept up with her antics.
"Don't worry, Darling~, the dishes I cook will be so delicious~!" Tessa returned to her spot at the kitchen counter, making use of futuristic technology to assist in her cooking. However, she still wasn't making it easy for Nylon, what with how alluring her curvy backside was when she rocked left and right like that.
This topic got him to thinking about the events of the night prior.
'I made a grave mistake, didn't I…?'
He really did try his best to hold himself back, but when it was a drop-dead gorgeous nymph throwing herself at him, he couldn't control himself.
Well, that wasn't entirely true, as he definitely could've with his unshakable will.
However, for some odd reason, when he suggested calling someone else in to satisfy her desires, a bit of discomfort appeared in his heart. After that, it was all one big messy snowball clusterfuck, with one thing leading to another, and the momentum unstoppable.
"Hey Darling, how do you like your eggs~?" Tessa suddenly appeared in front of him, happily waving around a pan with a black pile of sludge sizzling on it.
"Uhm…" Nylon hesitated. "Burnt…?"
"Yay!" Tessa celebrated, accidentally tossing the blackened eggs out of the pain. "Lucky me that I made them that way-... oh, oopsie, I dropped them!"
Picking them up and putting them back in the pan, she giggled, saying, "5 second rule, hihi~"
Nylon: "...."
He wasn't sure yet if Tessa was actually trying to feed him or just plotting to… kill him…