A sunken dream (seriously this is extremely unimportant, alright?)

“My....are soaked.” Ben complained after we finally got out of the tub. He tried his best to not look at me

“I can see that”, I said while using a towel to scrub him dry. “That feels gross, doesn't it? Wanna take them off?”

“Can I wear normal clothes again?”

“Don't be silly. This still isn't over until tomorrow morning, although I suppose it is getting rather late. Alright how about a compromise?”

That compromise where some pink pajamas with penguins on the bottom

“I'm not sure why, but no matter what you wear, it looks amazing on you as long as it's feminine.” I complimented while snapping another picture of a profoundly blushing Ben.

“Can we just go to bed?”, Ben pleaded.

“Soon”, I promised. “You need to eat something first. You didn't have anything other then that disgusting slob you called a sandwich right?”

“It wasn't that disgusting.”

Regardless, I prepared some small dinner for him. Technically that would have been Ben's job, but knowing his culinary expertise I didn't want to take any chances this time. Personally, I wasn't very hungry so I opted for a candy bar.

With everything settled it was finally time for bed and for Ben to realize what exactly I meant.

“W-wait! You aren't intending...”

“Of course I am”, I affirmed. “We will sleep together, tonight.”

“What kinda maid sleeps together with her master?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “A slutty one?”

That seemed to genuinely piss of Ben so I backpedaled. “It was a joke. It's not like we are going to have sex. It's normal for ladies in waiting to sleep in their Mistress chambers.”

“Maybe but.”

“No buts. I was very patient with you up until now but if you keep this up I will have you fail.”

Ben clearly saw that the end was in sight, and so with a deep breath he resolved himself and followed me back to my room.

“We are really just sleeping alright? Seriously, Master...” Ben grumbled.

“Of course”, I confirmed, snuggling up to him. “How does that feel?”

“Weird.”

I grinned and wrapped myself around his body, adopting the big spoon position. “No way, this feels like heaven, Hm, lets see, first...you are to feel relaxed.”

Right away, Ben let out a deep sigh. “M-Master.”

“In fact, you never felt so relaxed before, and when I stroke your head like this” I demonstrated once. “It feels even better. You are allowed to feel a bit embarrassed, but that one is deeply lodged behind how comfortable you are.”

“Oh...fuck..” Ben moaned, not particularly keen in holding up the Maid persona, well I guess I have to give him that one. “How are you feeling, Ben?”, I asked while gently stroking his hair.

“L-like I'm melting...haaa...”

“But very comfortable, yes?”

“Yessss...”

“Good.” I hugged him tight. This felt nice. I did put Ben trough a lot today, so I really wanted him to feel good. “I could get addicted to this.”

Ben only softly moaned again.

“What a weird day huh? Has it really been just one day? It somehow feels much longer.”

There was no coherent response from Ben. Looks like he was already very close to dreamland.

“Good night, Ben.”

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I dreamed.

I very rarely dream, I can't remember the last time I did.

I was on a roof and I wasn't. The sky was blood red and pitch dark. The girl was falling and she wasn't. The girl was running and she wasn't. Time still existed, but was of no consequence.

I confronted my gaoler and my prisoner.

And there, I created a third rate story.

And there, I exchanged my life for hers.

I stopped dreaming.

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I woke up in a cold sweat. Ben was still snuggled against me. Sleeping peacefully.

I smiled and stroke his head.

I smiled but I also cried.

Something very dear to me just ended.

[Another Plane End]