gentleman's servant

Viscount Oscar has been a little mysterious recently.

He was always alone in his study, refusing anyone to come in and serve him.

This is a very abnormal behavior. Since we were together, he never asked to be alone again. As long as I was out of his sight for too long, he would desperately ring the bell in the servant room until I passed.

But recently, he often spends the whole day alone, not dealing with official business, the desk is always empty, I really don't know what he is busy with.

On the contrary, at night, he was full of energy, and his enthusiasm was overwhelming.

And... he doesn't know where he learned new tricks, and his methods are suddenly much more sophisticated...

You know, as a gentleman who has only had me as a lover so far, although Oscar is enthusiastic about this kind of thing, he is also relatively conservative.

The posture is very traditional, the teasing is not too much, and the tricks are very monotonous.

And this night, I was played by him and almost collapsed.

This has been three consecutive nights with new tricks.

He looked in high spirits, as if once or twice he couldn't satisfy the novelty.

After kissing for a long time, he was about to start the next wave.

"My lord... my lord..." I hurriedly stopped him: "I can't do it anymore, let's end tonight."

"No." He rubbed his head against my chest, and then firmly rejected me.

Then, he changed another trick.

I was finally tossed by him and completely collapsed.

After I was done, I almost staggered back to the bedroom. It didn't mean that my body was too exhausted, so I lost my soul, but it was a situation where I was peeled off and humiliated hard, so I was extremely depressed.

The next day, I saw the refreshed Viscount.

He was sitting at the dining table, enjoying the fragrant breakfast leisurely, with his brows stretched out and his face full of joy.

Compared with his good mood these days, my heart is almost squeezed into a crack.

It's almost a little dreadful for the night to come.

After breakfast, Oscar went to the study, and he asked to be alone again.

At about nine o'clock a visitor arrived unexpectedly.

He was a lawyer hired by Oscar to deal with issues related to textile mills.

It seemed that he was in a hurry, and he came in a hurry and asked to see Oscar right away.

I led the guests into the hall, and then walked quickly to the study on the second floor.Due to the urgency of the matter, I didn't knock on the door first as usual, but pushed the door directly and went in.

"My lord, Mr. Lawyer has urgent business with you..."

As my voice fell, Mr. Oscar 'slapped' something on the table.

"Ahem...I'll go right away, you entertain him first." He said awkwardly.

"Yes, my lord." I looked at him strangely, and then backed out.

After closing the door, I couldn't help wondering what he was doing. He actually kicked me out of the room because of this, and even asked me to entertain guests. This excuse is too fake. There is a butler in the manor, so it's my turn to show up.

Not long after, Oscar went downstairs to discuss official business with the lawyer.

It turned out that the cotton production area suffered from pests, and the cotton production was reduced. The lawyer came to discuss the issue of changing the cotton supplier.

"The colonies on the American continent are still at war, but that doesn't stop us from doing business with them."

"But the reputation may not sound good..."

Taking advantage of this time, I quietly exited the small living room, and then came to Lord Viscount's study.

As the valet of Lord Viscount, I can come and go to his study room at will, cleaning the room, organizing books and documents is my daily work.

If Lord Viscount wants to hide something unknown here, it will be difficult to hide it from my eyes.But I searched in the study for a long time, but I didn't find anything strange.

unless……

I glanced at the locked cabinet, where he hid his things.

Is it something so important that even I should avoid it?Still need to lock...

I was a little bit disappointed, but he didn't have to be so careful, if it was something he didn't want me to see, then I would definitely not look around.

Oscar and the lawyer discussed until noon, and they shared lunch.

After sending the lawyer away, he went back to the study and kicked me out with lame excuses.

"I want to read a book quietly for a while, you always distract me here, go outside and rest for a while." He put his arms around me, and then whispered slowly: "Tonight, I...I am very expect……"

He looked at me with bright eyes, really looking forward to it.But all I could think about was that he was hiding something from me.

At night, he played a new trick, slow and sticky tossing.

I hugged his back helplessly, feeling his cold sweat falling down on my body, and then I was defeated.

After it was over, he lay on top of me panting, teasing me again and again.

"Your reaction tonight is so cute, do you like me doing you this way? Do you like me doing you this way or that way..." He whispered in my ear with a hoarse voice.

In an instant, half of my face was reddened, and he actually spoke dirty words.

You must know that Oscar is a gentleman, even if he cursed, he would use words like 'bastard' at most. It's hard to imagine him saying nasty words.

This kind of word can never come from the mouth of a gentleman.

Growing up in a crowd of all kinds of religions, I don't care about these vulgar words. What's more, his ridicule just now was at best a slapstick, not a dirty word.But...it's just a bit awkward...The baron is already quite a serious person on weekdays, even if he talks about love, he can only speak in elegant, lingering tunes like poetry, why is he suddenly like this?Could it be a whim?

Satisfied with my blushing reaction, he whispered two more naughty words in my ear, and then he became interested and excitedly tossed about.

Fortunately, from this day on, Oscar no longer occupies the study room alone and does not allow servants to go in and serve him. I gradually forgot about the fact that he hid things behind my back.

One day half a month later, Mr. Lawyer came again.

Oscar signed a new sale and purchase agreement with a businessman in America, and he needed to sign a check for a large amount of funds transfer. Since it was an urgent appointment to meet a guest, he opened the cabinet, took out the bank's seal, threw the key to me, and hurried to meet the guest.

I looked at the cabinet, I have seen everything in it, there is nothing unusual, except for a few extra books...

I opened one of them, scanned casually, and then froze.

Here are some not-so-serious books, with very explicit illustrations.These illustrations are all foreign styles, including East Asians, and Persians... The most important thing is that these are illustrations of men and women, and many of the poses are quite familiar. These days, Lord Viscount has been experimenting on me continuously Woolen cloth.But now it seems that the posture he chose is still a relatively conservative type...

Finally, I also found a novel, which is simply astounding work.

You must know that pornographic novels are not uncommon. There are all kinds of such novels in booksellers, but pornographic novels with two male protagonists are too rare, and they can still be printed as books. Aren't they afraid of severe punishment by the law?

I read it for a while, and then found a few nasty words that I was familiar with, and I said where did he learn the dirty way of flirting, the source is here.

I close the book and lock the cabinet.

After that, I stood in front of the cabinet and was silent for a long time.

Is this what Lord Viscount secretly hid behind my back?

He's really... a little bit cute.

That night we lay in bed, and after being intimate for a while, I hesitated and said, "My lord, you are wonderful."

"What's great?" He didn't realize what I said, but just looked at me quietly, his eyes were as soft as spring water.

Because he had just been lingering, his voice was very low and hoarse, his head was rubbing against my neck, and the soft hair brushed my earlobe, a little itchy.

I posted it and kissed him, looked into his dark eyes and said, "Don't you understand what I'm talking about?"

Then I touched him, he hissed, took a deep breath, his eyes were red, his expression changed, and we were entangled again.

"Like it? Like it?" he gasped.

"I like it, you make me very happy." I whispered in his ear.

"You... little bastard, I want to deal with you." He gasped even more.

Then I leaned on his ear and said a few words softly.

Suddenly his entire face turned red, and the heat continued to spread until the roots of his ears were also glowing red.

"You... where did you learn these obscene words?" He grabbed me in a flustered and shy manner, with rough and forceful movements.

I said a few more words.

He blushed so much that he didn't know what to do, his eyes were lowered, he was too shy to look at me, and said in a low voice, "Did I really make you so comfortable..."

I continued to whisper in his ear, how he made me feel comfortable.As a low-class person with little education, I know a lot more vocabulary than that in the dirty novel, and there is no obstacle to speaking dirty words.

Sure enough, the corners of Oscar's mouth became more and more curved, as if acting like a spoiled child, he arched against my chest and twisted a few times.

This night, his excitement kept me up all night.

But the next day, his shyness didn't fade away. It seems that my overly straightforward love words hit him hard.So that when we were alone in the study, he educated me righteously.

"As your lover, I'm glad I've made you happy. I've made you so happy that you're not ashamed to tell me, tell me... how happy you are, but love shouldn't be stained with dirty colors, so I I want to teach you to learn more noble love poems, so that when you find it difficult to suppress the happiness and joy in your heart, you can express your thoughts correctly, instead of being so... so... Of course, if you prefer your way, you can also say it occasionally Some, I can tolerate your occasional inappropriate expressions, because I know that you are also involuntary and unable to restrain your joy, that's why you are like this."

So, he blushed and taught me to talk about love in a day.

But at night.

"What did you say that night? Let's talk... Is this the most comfortable way..."