The sunlight creeping through the curtains caused you to stir awake. Ada — one of the maids that worked in your familial manor — was still laying in your arms, clad solely in her undergarments. Her uniform had been carelessly discarded on the floor during your passionate encounter the night prior.

Ada only blinked awake when she heard you call her name for the second time. "Hm?" She mumbled against your chest, not fully awake yet. Once her brain finally caught up to her current situation, she smiled fondly and cuddled up closer to you. "Oh! Well hello, you."

Ada knew she should get dressed and leave before anyone found her in your bed. Even so, she found herself wanting to prolong her time in your company for as long as possible. You would leave the manor the following week for a business trip, afterall : her time with you was counted.