'Matilda was right, the stomach is the way to a stubborn man's heart'
It was something that was said by her old Kikimora maid, one of the few Mamono she knew who had spent most of her life in the company of humans. Before she came to work as her personal maid Matilda was the maid of a wealthy and belligerent nobleman. Given her disposition she was not one to actively seduce the man, her body was not built for such things anyway. Instead she had started small, doing her duties as is required of her, then over the years as she learned more about him and his tastes she would escalate.
Through her work she would earn his respect, then his adoration and finally his pleasure. It escalated to the point where he could hardly function properly without her assistance. It was an utterly devious plan of the demure Kikimora and one that paid off in spades as shown by their three daughters.
Now Ezraphel didn't plan on waiting years for this to work, goodness she would become positively insane if she had to wait that long. It wasn't the point of the story anyway, the point is that in love there are many different ways for a mamono to appeal to their love without having to resort to physical force or magical coercion. Her mother had told her this, she had even mentioned that it wasn't her sex appeal or the abundance of demonic energy in the air of the Royal Makai realm that swayed her husband and Ezraphel's father Adam to her side as most assumed. Rather it was her determination and willingness to work towards peace and cooperation between Mamono and the other races whilst fostering what was now the current Mamono culture and values.
The bottom line is that while highly effective in most cases sex does not always work and in that case it is always good to have a contingency and for Ezraphel this was it. One would think that as a Lilim and a princess she would be appalled at doing such menial work for a man who does not seem to appreciate her. It would be if not for the fact that she knew her Stanley and as refreshingly different as he was as a man, in other ways he was like every other man in her dimension when faced with something they don't understand.
His abrasiveness was little more than a defense mechanism half the time. It was a balancing act with them but one Ezraphel was content to play until he was truly comfortable with her. He would come to accept her and they would be together like a true couple. She just needed patience, meticulous handling of his personality and, of course, knowledge of household appliances.
'This place can use a good cleaning'
In wanting to stand out from her siblings and carve out her own path Ezraphel tried many things. One of them included being a maid and if she were honest the real reason why she attempted such a thing was because she found the idea of being taken by her 'master' while dressed as a busty maid doing chores was incredibly hot.
…she was going through a phase!
Of course that didn't stop Matilda (whom she respected and sought out) from running her through the gauntlet. The Kikimora seemed to take it as a personal offense that Ezraphel thought of her profession and lifestyle as little more than a fetish to get into some man's pants. After the training (some of which Ezraphel has mentally repressed) she had gained a newfound respect for the maid profession as well as a healthy dose of fear for the veteran Kikimora.
As a side effect of her training Ezraphel became more self sufficient and no longer needed servants. One of the first things to get beaten out of her was the inherent laziness that came with being an all powerful lady of royalty. Ezraphel may not have the natural inclination for doing household chores as a Kikimora but she can perform them with the same proficiency if she wanted.
And speaking of which…
'Now where does Stanley keep his cleaning supplies?'
She had work to do.
Several hours later…
Stanley exited the room, it wasn't all the time he had to work but when he did it was always mentally exhausting.
'Oh right I still have to do a grocery run for Ez' he took a few more steps into the hall when it hit him.
Sniff-Sniff
Is that pine freshness?
Sniff
Yep that was definitely Lysol, his pace increased as he went downstairs only to pause at the bottom.
"The fuck?"
One could forgive the language because it's not every day one leaves a room for a few hours only to come back and find the furniture moved around and the carpet missing. Luckily he could hear the likely culprit around the back. Now Stanley was expecting none of this so he was technically prepared for anything and yet what he found still blew his damn mind. He went to the backyard where he found Ezraphel cleaning his carpet.
For a long while he stood there watching, trying to figure what brought this on. Of course this was a ploy but he could not see a reason why she would go to this length. Yes, cook him food but cleaning his house and to the point where she was cleaning his carpet, furniture and judging from the supplies laying about, a whole slew of things.
"What the hell is going on?"
She stopped her work looking sweaty and…and she's not wearing a top, again "hello Stanley"
"Don't hello Stanley me" he stomped towards "what is your endgame here?"
"Excuse me?"
"I can get cooking for me, hell I can even get doing some occasional cleaning but" he paused gesturing around "seriously what's up with this?"
The half naked Lilim looked about the place and giggled abashedly "I may have overdone it a bit."
"Yah think?"
"I did not mean to go this far, really" she bit her lips "but our home was so dirty I just could not help myself."
'Our?'
"…it's not that dirty" he mumbled. Sure he doesn't clean the house, like at all but he wasn't a slob about it, also-
"And you had so much cleaning supplies that I just had to use them."
He let that sink in for a moment "you had to use them?"
"Yes"
"Why?"
"Because the house was filthy"
'Was it really though?'
"You uh, look like you know what you're doing."
"But of course" she smiled proudly and stuck her naked chest out.
*Obligatory shameless view*
"So, how does a Lilim with overwhelming magical power and the authority of royalty over her own people go about learning how to do menial household chores?"
Ezraphel faltered a bit "well, that is…" she trailed "a-a woman must have her secrets Stanley, you understand?"
"Yeah, yeah sure um" there was a long awkward pause and even Ezraphel was starting to look uncomfortable.
"D-do you need anything else?"
"I-uh…the list?"
"Li-oh! The list of ingredients"
"Yes"
"I have it right here"
"Here?"
He expected she would have left it lying about somewhere but at this point he should have known better. Unfortunately he didn't so when Ezraphel dipped her hand in her cleavage and took out a crisp looking piece of folded letter size paper his brain may have shut down and rebooted for a moment.
"Here you are. I consulted the internet to make sure I have the proper names and measurement…" she trailed off.
Stanley wasn't looking at her, he was looking between the paper and her uncovered breasts, a question on the tip of his tongue. He wanted to ask, he really did but-
"Stanley~"
*Boing*
He jolted, grabbed the paper and turned away "you do you Ez" he walked away never to look back though he did hear her last words to him.
"Ez?"
A blushing Stanley beat a hasty retreat.