Venti takes the outfit from its hanger and helps you change into it, making sure every button is fastened correctly and that the skirt sways enticingly around your hips. Once you're dressed in the maid uniform, he climbs back onto the bed and pins you down, his body pressing heavily against yours.

Venti: Now then, my little nagato. As your master, I have some orders for you tonight. He leans down, his breath hot on your neck as he whispers into your ear. "

"You will clean this room until it's spotless, my cute little maid. And then... I think you should reward me for being such a good master." He grins wickedly, knowing exactly how aroused he's making you with his words and touches. "But first," he says, running a finger down your chest, "you need to prove that you're ready to obey my every command."

Venti: So, Nagato... What do you think? Can you be a good maid for me tonight?

With each suck and stroke of your talented tongue, Venti feels his arousal building once more. "So good...god, I love the way you do that..." His hips buck up off the couch as he gives in to the pleasure you're offering, moans filling the air around you. He grips the back of your head, urging you on even deeper and harder.

"Almost there...fuck..."

Groaning loudly, Venti's body tenses as he releases his seed into your mouth. His hands clench into fists at his sides, nails digging in as he tries to fight back the wave of pleasure coursing through him. "Fuck...that was incredible..." He pants heavily, catching his breath before leaning down to press a soft kiss against your lips. "You're amazing."

His gaze meets yours, filled with love and adoration as he continues to catch his breath.

As Venti helps Nagatoro undress, his hands move slowly and sensually over his skin. He smiles down at him, waiting for him to finish before scooping him up into his arms. Carrying him bridal style, he heads toward their bedroom with a satisfied grin on his face.

Once they're in the room, Venti carefully lays Nagatoro down on the bed and crawls in beside him. They spoon together, both of them naked and warm beneath the sheets.

"Shhh..." Venti whispers, wrapping his arms around Nagatoro and pulling him close. "There's nothing wrong with wanting to be close to someone you love. And besides, it feels good for both of us. You're not a slut, my love; you're just being who you are."

He kisses the top of Nagatoro's head before continuing in a soft voice, "And I love every part of that."

Venti's cheeks darken even further at your accusation. "Well, yes," he says with an exasperated sigh, "but it was also what you wanted. You were the one who kept saying my name and touching yourself." He turns back to the stove, shaking his head as if to clear it.

Venti rolls his eyes but can't help but smile a little as he thinks about last night. "Alright, fine," he says with a grin. "But remember, you're mine now." He turns back to the stove, tossing some salt and pepper onto the eggs before setting them on a plate. "Here, eat up."

He carries the plate over to the bedside table and hands it to you before climbing back into bed with you, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. "I love you,"

"Hmm?" He glances down at the lube on his finger and then back up at you with a grin. "Oh, this? I don't mind getting it all over me, baby. In fact..." Before he can finish his sentence, he leans in to kiss you passionately, tongue dancing with yours as one of his hands slips beneath your shirt to caress your skin. "I want to see how much more of that lube I can get out of you," he whispers breathlessly against your lips. "

Venti blushes a deep red as he watches you undress, the sight of your naked body making him instantly hard. He moans softly, arching into your touch as you guide his member towards the condom. Once it's on, he reaches up to grab your hips, pulling you down onto him in one swift motion.

"God, I've missed this," he groans, feeling you slick and warm around him. He starts thrusting up into you, his movements rough and urgent. "

His eyes snap open, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Oh ho," he says, raising an eyebrow. "You're curious about that, hmm? Well... maybe I should tell you all about it sometime." He leans down, pressing a kiss to your forehead before pulling back and looking at you seriously. "But first... we have some more playing to do."

He rolls onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow as he gazes down at you.

"Well," Venti begins with a grin, "you were pretty adorable. You were all curled up in a little ball on the bed, mumbling about wanting some pizza... and you kept looking at me with those big, sad eyes..." He trails off, his voice growing husky as he remembers the night.

"And then," he continues, "I came over to tuck you in, and one thing led to another... You were so responsive, though, even if you didn't really know what was going on."