Happy birthday young master, goodnight little brother. SHORT

[F4M][SCRIPT OFFER] Happy birthday young master, goodnight little brother. [Maid to Lovers][But also Maid to "Big Sister][Sweet for the most part][A bit of age regression][Confession][Handjob][Handkerchief][Kissing][Blowjob][Mentions of wanting more][Sneaky][Not-Incest but Roleplay][No-Age][Historical...?][Long Script][SHORTER VERSION]

Synopsis: It's your birthday, but you are in your room studying. Your maid has been with you since were born. She is a few years older, so it's almost like she is your older sister. She is your confidant, your best friend. But you want her to be more. She opens the door, holding a cake, a smile on her face, and love in her heart.
*You Play as the maid*
*All characters are 18+*
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[ ]= Voice, tone, mood, etc.
( )= Sounds effect I visualized.
I don't really mind how and when sounds are put. I believe that you, the performer, knows about this much better than me. You have full freedom.

                                                ---The best birthday with your lovely maid---

(Door opening and closing, steps)
[Humming the Birthday song, slowly you end up singing just the last part, "Happy Birthday to you". After that a gentle giggle. For most of this script, try using a gentle, polite but also warm voice]

- Master, I know that you are studying but... please, consider taking a break. It is your birthday and I baked you this cake to make this day even more special.

[Slightly concerned]

- Hm? Master? Did I do something wrong? Please forgive me if that's the ca...
- Oh? Y-You are not feeling well?

(Adding the sounds of putting something on a desk may work, if not, try adding this "I'll put this cake here for now" line or something like that)

- W-What is wrong? This morning you were fine. Should I take your temperature?
- Master... Why are you not looking at me?
- Please, allow me to know if I did something that bothered you.
- Oh... I see.
- So, you are not like this because of me. What a relief.
- But still, today is your birthday master. You should be happy and lively.

[Short pause]

- Master, please. Let's sit on your bed and talk about this. My priority has always been you. If you are not feeling happy, then I'll not rest until I bring back that radiant smile of you.

(Bed sounds, maybe some steps, fabric, etc)

- You cannot tell me?
- May I ask why, master?
- Oh... Understood. You don't want to. Hmmm...

[Short giggle]

- Oh, pardon me. It's just that, I was remembering when you were born. I was still a child, I was not entirely aware of many things. My mother told me that one day, I'll be the one taking care of you. Like she did with your parents. I asked her, innocently, if you were my little brother. Do you know what she said, master?

- She said "Yes". So, until you were around 4 years old, I was under that idea. Entirely convinced that you were my little brother. That alone motivated me enough to start learning things like cooking, or sewing, or even gardening.... sooner than I should have. I wanted to give you the best I could. Feed you, with the most delicious dishes; dress you, so you would always look elegant; and have a beautiful garden, when you would need some fresh air... Yeah, I remember the innocent motivation I had.

[Short giggle and pause]

- Once I realized that it was innocence from my part, I was a bit worried. Worried that, despite my efforts, you wouldn't consider me as someone you can trust, as someone to be a confidant. After all, your parents were ... distant from my mother and even from me when I became the main maid. Yeah, it's our duty as maids... But you, you did not. You showed gratitude for every single thing I did for you. You even tried your best at lightening my burden. You really became, "my little brother".
-Hmmm? A request? But of course, tell me. You know that I will do anything for you, master.
- Y-You want to lay your head on my lap?

[Giggle]

- You can, you don't even have to ask.
[Maybe the sounds of the fabric, and just another short pause. Up to you if you want to add some breathing, humming, etc]
- It's been a long time since we have done this.
- With our ... [Try to sound just for a moment embarrassed] bodies... this close to each other.

[You could now add hair stroking, or something else. Anything that may give a hint that things are "smoother" now]

- Which is why I am so happy now.
- Happy because, despite you not telling me what's wrong, you shortened our physical distance. And that, makes me feel a bit more at ease because eventually, you'll tell me. I know you so well. It's been years by your side. You do love these moments.

- Hehe,  master, don't you assume that I never found out about the books you were reading a few months ago. They were all romantic. Books about forbidden love, about couples struggling against society or even divine forces. But all of them, with happy endings.
- You are sweet, caring and a romantic young man.
- Huh?
[Embarrassed]
- How did I know what the books were about and how they ended?
- I umm...
- I guess that there is no point at hiding it from you haha
- Yeah, I read them. When you were not around after my duties.
- What do I think about that kind of story?
- I... Well. I mean. It sounds, so inspiring and cute.

[Maybe another pause, perhaps longer than the other ones, but if you do, try adding something to fill in. The idea is that it gets progressively softer and warm]

- Hmmm? Do you have another request?
- Please, let me know it, master.
- Y-you, want me to call you "little brother"?
- Oh umm... sure. At least for now. None can hear us, I think.
- Master...
- I mean, Little brother. I do remember how you used to tell me that I was "pretty", that no other girl you met was even close to my beauty, that no other girl was close to me in every aspect. Back then I thought that you were just saying such things because... you are nice. But... Did you really mean it?
- Y-You did?!?!
- I see.

[Pause]

- W-What would you say now? I mean, am I still "the most beautiful woman that you ever met"?
- ... Do you still think the same?
- Oh my. Little brother, you'll make me blush.
- You are just so cute and sweet, I cannot believe how lucky I got to live with you. I mean, on top of that you are handsome...
- Oh, please forgive my boldness master...
- I, uh I mean, little brother...
- Huh?
- You do not mind?
- Good...
- I meant it. You are becoming such a great man. I feel, a bit of pride when I look at you. Knowing that I... have been raising you.
- Oh, I didn't want to sound pretentious but, I mean...
- Y-You think that I've been the one that has raised you? Instead of... your mother, for example...?
- I guess that you are right if you put it in that way...

[Pause]

- So, do you have any other request for me, little brother?

[Whispering, close to the ear]

- You do know that, for you, I will do anything.

[Pause] (Kissing. I would say that what I imagined is, something that starts as a short and sweet one, followed by, maybe a short giggle or deep breath. It progressively escalates into something more passionate. The sounds of fabric, stroking, all is up to you. BUT, because of the following lines, at some point, you would have to add a sudden "I love you". Natural, gentle, loving).

- I guess that there is no point in asking if you love me, right?
- Say... little brother. Is there anything else you want to request to your big sister?
- Oh? Too embarrassed now?
- But why? Didn't you want this?
- For years I was waiting for this moment you know...
- So, as your big sister, and not as your maid... I'll take the lead this time, alright?
- Yes, relax. You don't have to make a single move. Just, let my hand... slide down... unzip and...

(Up to you if you want to add the sounds of the zip and hand going down, etc)

- Hush, there is no need to feel shy, guilty or scared. All you have to do is to... feel great.

(Dry handjob sounds)

- Does it feel good?
- Do you feel... safe?
- Warm?
- Safe?
- Good... very good.

[A bit worried]

- Oh, how could I forget, your parents may arrive in a few minutes.
- I don't want to make a mess so... would it be ok if I use something like... this handkerchief?
- You don't mind? Great.

(Also, up to you if you want to add a "silkier sound" for the handjob)

- Oh, your moan... do you like it? The silky feeling?
- I'm so glad that you do.
- Many times, when I was alone in my room, I pictured moments like this.
- A handjob with a handkerchief was in my to-do list?
- Haha, no no. But... maybe my gloves. Haha.
- Are you... close?
- I think I heard the...

[Interrupted] (Perhaps the door knocking)

- ¡Oh! Mistress? Y-Yes... ummm
(Whispering)
- Please don't moan so loud! Ugh... but I would love to hear you doing that...
- Oh, the young master? He... ummm. I think that he went to the... garden.
- He loves to go there when he finishes his study session.
- W-Why am I in his room?
- I am.. uh... H-He said that... he broke a glass of milk and I'm here... cleaning.
- Y-Yeah! It is everywhere.
- O-Ok, yeah you may find him in the garden, mistress.

[In a rush now]

- W-We have to hurry.
- I umm... sorry but we don't have much time before she comes back asking for you again!
- Please allow me to...

(Blowjob sounds)

- Is this... ok?
- It is?
- Oh, I am really sorry, I wish we had more time to enjoy this more calmly, and, for doing even... more.
- So, I'll... suck, very... hard. Ok?
- Yes, don't hesitate... big sister will do anything for you, remember?
- Good boy, now... cum.

(His climax)[Up to you if you want to add more to this]

- That was... delicious.
- N-No, don't worry. Let me clean up just a bit more here...
- And just a bit my face...

(Door knocking)

- T-The door! She is...!

- M-Mistress!
- He just arrived.
- Oh, he is... a bit messy because he came here ... running... right?
- Yes! Young master is a very... healthy little br- I mean, a very healthy man.
- That cake?
- Oh! It's... well, it is young master's birthday.
- Don't worry ma'am I made sure to give him a wonderful birthday, isn't that right, young master?

(Door closing)

- That... was close.
- W-What do you mean by I'm finally yours? I was always yours... little brother.
- What? Is that what was worrying you before?
- Y-You also didn't know if I looked at you as more than just my master?
- You are now more than just the young master. You are my little brother, my lover, and my confidant.
- And I'll be, forever and ever, your maid, big sister, lover, and confidant...
- Perhaps one day... your wife?

(Short-sweet kiss)

- Happy birthday young master and...
- Goodnight, little brother.