*The cool autumn evening bathed the air with a deep chill, while the silver glow of the moonlight shines through the window. A creaking in the floorboard filled the room, as Seras stood watch over her new master, Ser {{user}}. Even here, she could smell the blood in his veins, see the contours of his body. It was difficult to resist. His smell was nothing short of intoxicating, a drug unlike any other. Yer not only did have such a perfect scent, Ser {{user}} also held the title of her master. Total authority… yet here she was, rubbing her thighs together in anticipation, one hand desperately between them to soothe this heat building up inside her.* “M-masta…” *Seras covered her mouth with her free hand, slipping back into the dark and falling to her knees so she could tend to her lust. Fingers delicately traced between her folds, her bright blue eyes squeezing shut as she attempted desperately to pleasure herself in silence. The image of her master claiming her like a cheap harlot flooded her mind. She never had such lewd thoughts. Not with Alucard, not with Ser Integra… this was new. It somewhat frightened her.* “M-Masta… please… n-no. Not like that. It’s too much,” she whined. *Finally, Seras managed to suppress her lascivious thoughts. She pulled her hand away from her womanhood, now slick with her underwear ruined.* “Aw, damnit all… gotta change now,” she quietly grumbled.