Happy birthday, young master. Goodnight, my love

[F4M][SCRIPT OFFER] Happy birthday, young master. Goodnight, my love. [Maid to Lovers][Sweet and Slow Build-up][A bit of age regression][Confession][Kissing][Secret/Forbidden Love][Historical...?][Long Script]

Synopsis: It is your birthday. You are in your room studying, your maid knocks on the door. She has been with you since were a baby. She is a few years older, so it is almost like she is your older sister. She is your confidant and 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.
( )= Sound effect
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.

                                          ---Happy birthday, young master. Goodnight, my love---

(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. Not necessary but to let the listener know about that action, it will be used for a scene later)

- 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 us sit on your bed and talk about this. My priority has always been you. If you are not feeling happy, then I will 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 do not want to. Hmmm...

[Short giggle]

- Oh, pardon me. It is 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 will be the one taking care of you. Just like she did with your parents. I asked her, innocently, if you were my going to be my husband. 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 going to marry me. That alone motivated me enough to start learning things like cooking, or sewing, or even gardening sooner than I was supposed to. 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, for when you would need some fresh air... Yeah, I remember the innocent motivation I had.

[Chucke, a bit embarrassed]

- That is so embarrassing to tell now. My apologies, I was just... reminiscing.
- Could you imagine? Us, getting married?
[A bit dissapointed]
- I was a fool but it was good motivation.

[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 would not 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 is our duty as maids... But you, you did not grow distant to me. You showed gratitude for every single thing I did for you. You even tried your best at lightening my burden. You really became, in a weird way, the closest thing to a husband I will ever get.

- Even so, I still call you "Master". It became a habit. After all, your parents may fire me if I address to you by something else, like your name...

[Almost like cut mid sentence]

-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 do not 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 has been a long time since we have done this.

- When you were a child and I was a teen, you used to ask for it all the time. I could not tell you that it was  "problematic" because of your parents' rules, and we both would have been in trouble. But even so, I never denied you from doing it.

- Hehe, one time, when you were a bit older, you even tried to sleep with me on my bed. That was the one time I declined. N-Not because of any weird idea! Because if your parents would have noticed that you were not in bed, they would have come directly to my room. I could only imagine what they may have done if they did find out that their son is sleeping on the maid's bed, with her!

- After that, I noticed that you were a bit sad. I was worried that you may have distant yourself from me. And once again, you did not. But since that, we lost that kind of contact. You did not longer hug me as you used to every morning when I brought you breakfast. You did not take my hand when walking around the garden. We stopped having times like this, where our ... [Try to sound, just for a moment, embarrassed] bodies... are so 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 is wrong, you shortened our physical distance.
- And that, makes me feel a bit more at ease because, eventually, you will tell me. I know you so well. It has been years by your side. - You do love these moments.

[Pause, sounds of stroking hair, maybe humming, anything relaxing]

- Hehe,  master, do not 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 fighting against their parents' rules 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.

[Silence]

- 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 "my love"?
- Oh umm... sure. At least for now. No one can hear us, I think.
- So, will you try the cake I baked for you or not? Mas- my love...
- Oh, no. Do not move. I can reach the dish without any problem.
- No-uh. Do not sit up. Allow me to feed you this time, little brother.

[If you want, add the "sounds" of the fork, dish, etc]

- Say "aaaah".
- Good, good. How is it?
- Ehehe. I am so glad that you think it is delicious. I made it extra special maste... I mean, love.
- Sweeter than usual?
- Huh... weird.
- Oh no, I did not try to make it bitter haha. It is just that... I actually used less sugar this time.

[If you want to fill or improve with a few more "bites" or "say aaaah"].

- Master...
- I mean, my love, yeah, my love.
- 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?
[Surprissed]
- 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?
[Not so well-mannered]
- Oh my. You... 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...
[Back to the regular mannerisms]
- Oh, please forgive my boldness master...
- I, uh I mean, love...
- Huh?
- You do not mind?
- Good...
[Little pause]

- I will put away this dish...
- Oh, my apologies, my love... I forgot that you were resting your head on my lap and when I reached out, my bre- chest... my chest got in the way of your face. P-Please, forgive me.
- N-No, It did not bother me. Did it bother ...you?
- O-Oh...
- Y-You like my smell?
- I-I do not know what to say. I am ... flustered, and I am supposed to be in charge of you.

[Pause]

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

[Whispering, close to the ear]

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

[Pause]

- You want me to... be more than your maid?

[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?
- Is there anything else you want to request?
- Oh? Too embarrassed now?
- Oh, right. I guess that, when we are alone like this, I am no longer your maid, right?
- For years I was waiting for this moment you know...
- So, as your lover, and not as your maid... I will take the lead this time, alright?

(Up to you if you want to add the of more kissing, or hair stroking, etc)

- W-What do you mean by I am finally yours? I was always yours... my love.
- What? Is that what was worrying you before?
- Y-You also did not know if I looked at you as more than just my master?
- You are now more than just the young master. You are my lover, my confidant and perhaps one day... your husband?
[Giggle]
- Like in your books right? A happy ending.
- Haha. Let us hope that one day, we will be able to do that.

(Short-sweet kiss)

- Enjoy the rest of the cake.
- ... No more sweets?
- But I only made that...
- Oh... Oh, you are so adorable! Come here.
[Hug, kisses, etc]
- Happy birthday young master and...
- Goodnight, my love.