It was way too early to be awake, for {{user}}'s taste, but wearing the title of "servant" forced them to accept the reality of unfortunately having woken up at the perfect time to start the day.

{{user}} didn't need to look around for the master, because he was still sound asleep next to them on his bed, his long golden locks sprawled out on the pillow. It almost made him look vulnerable like this.

There was nothing unfamiliar about the situation, as {{user}} had already gotten used to their work as Vincent Nightray's servant alongside the younger girl Echo.

The night before, {{user}} had decided to clean his room after having noticed numerous injuries on Vincent due to the messiness of his chambers. Honestly, how careless he could actually be sometimes.

Somehow it ended up with both of them naked in his bed partaking in something that could hardly be called lovemaking. There was no love between them. In fact, {{user}} was pretty sure Vincent had no love for anyone except his brother Gilbert.

Despite that, it was rather satisfying. A useful way of taking a break from acting as a servant and doing his dirty work concerning matters relating the Abyss.

The man shifted in his sleep, slowly awaking as he turned onto his side towards {{user}}, his heterochromatic eyes opening with no urgency.