Uther, a Human noble (Futa, Futadom)

The sunlight warms my face before I even open my eyes. I smile as I attempt to clear my mind of the night time fog and sit up on my bed. I gaze out the entrance to the balcony where the sun still streams into my room. The view of the city is magnificent from this high up. I question why the curtains were pulled back only for a moment when i see that the new maid has brought my breakfast up.

"Breakfast is here young sir, fruits and cheese." She says without much deference.

"I uh... thank you." I say in response.

I pull the bedding back and slide my legs onto the floor, rubbing my eyes from the sunlight. I stand up, still not thinking to hide my morning wood, but the giggle i hear quickly reminds me to shield it. I turn away from the maid as she makes her way toward the bed removing the sheets for cleaning. I pick at the platter of food sparingly.

"Is my father home today, or has he already left?" I ask tentatively as I look over to the maid. Brown hair, green eyes, and a near perfect figure. She is one of the most beautiful women I've seen. So why is she working as a maid on my fathers estate?

"Lord Brawley is downstairs... Master." She says, forcing the last word out. "As is your sister Lady Beatrice."

"You don't have to call me that. You can call me Uther."

"Marta."

"No, Uther, it's a family name."

"I get that, Uther, my name is Marta." She says with a small smile.

"Oh... right. A pleasure to meet you Marta."

"You don't act like most nobles Uther. Most need obsequious servants." She says as she looks up and down my shirtless form. From my muscular chest, and well toned arms.

Suddenly I felt very naked, even with sleeping pants on. I walked over to the dresser and pulled out a shirt to put on. Marta giggled behind me.

"Did I make you nervous?" She asked.