gentleman's servant

Oscar's back hurt.

I was caught.

But it's not my fault... because I didn't mean to...

That morning, when I was helping him to dress, I found a scar. I asked him if he needed medicine, but he looked at me with a meaningful smile.

On autumn afternoons, Oscar would sometimes bathe and then take a nap.

At this time, I was not the only one who waited on him to take a bath, and Billy was still his valet.

But one day, Billy suddenly looked at me with strange eyes, and his every move was very stiff.

When he was pouring water into the Viscount's bathtub with a hot water bottle, he almost poured too much hot water because he lost his mind.

After Billy left, I found out what happened. He must have noticed the scratch on Oscar's back.

This... is really embarrassing and indignant...

The viscount, who was lying comfortably in the bathtub, did not notice the embarrassing atmosphere just now. He grasped the edge of the bathtub with both hands, closed his eyes, and let out a soft sigh.

The hot air comes out, and the hazy water mist seems to reflect the red color of rose petals on the water surface, and the fragrance is tangy.

Oscar opened his eyes, touched the petals floating on the water with his hands, and said hesitantly, "Aren't you going to help me take a bath?"

It seemed to be kind of fun after he pulled me into the tub one time while I was helping him in the bath, and I didn't mind entertaining him when he was interested.

But not at the moment when my private affairs were discovered.

Two men doing this kind of thing must be very curious in the eyes of others. Billy is a personal servant, although his mouth is very strict, but...God knows how I should face other people's embarrassing gazes.

I sat down on the edge of the bathtub sullenly, grabbed Lord Viscount's dishonest hand, then bent down and kissed him.

He was emotionally kissed by me, put his arms around my waist, looked up at me, and wet my clothes.

After we dawdled for a while, I pushed him away and said, "Don't let Billy take care of your personal things like showering and dressing."

He froze for a moment, narrowed his eyes and smiled, his eyes sparkling in the steaming mist.

"Why?" he asked happily.

Because...our private affairs are under the radar of others, I thought with a headache.

Oscar suddenly sighed, flicked the water and said, "I'm afraid not. Billy has been my personal servant for many years. If I refuse his service, he will no longer be a personal servant. What a pity for him who is loyal and loyal." unfair."

"It's not that he's downgraded to a senior valet, he's still a personal valet, but I don't want him to wait for you to take a bath." I said with a frown.

Oscar suddenly laughed twice, his chest trembling slightly, and then said: "Let me think about it."

Then he reached out to untie my belt, but I pushed him away.

"What's the matter?" He entangled unrelentingly.

"The water will soon be cold, and I must wait to heat it with you, my lord."

"I don't mind taking a cold shower with you, let alone taking a shower together, I won't make you cold at all." He said with a smile.

What I thought was, be careful, I don't want Oscar to be talked about.

Oscar was still struggling with my clothes, seeing him eagerly unbuttoning them, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, don't work so hard my lord, my clothes are almost torn by you.

He was so impatient, he dragged me into the bathtub with half of my clothes off, or he did it on purpose, he seemed to like me sitting in the water in a layer of undress.

After I was done, I couldn't see the outside of the bathtub. There was a lot of water on the ground, my clothes were wet and I threw them on the ground, and the water in the bathtub was completely cold.

We wiped ourselves hastily, and then lay back on the bed.

On such a lazy autumn afternoon, we can spend the whole afternoon in bed.

In the evening, we woke up, but unfortunately my clothes were still wet outside the bathtub, so I found Oscar's clothes and changed into them first, then sneaked back to the bedroom.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the servant's residence, I saw Billy coming out of it.

Maybe others don't recognize Oscar's clothes, but Billy definitely does.

He stared at me dumbfounded, that expression was really... indescribable.

I was so embarrassed that I didn't say anything, and rushed back to the room with my face flushed.

A few days later, I found out that Oscar continued to let Billy help him change and bathe.

So I mentioned it to him again.

"But it would be inconvenient without Billy." He squinted at me.

"It's just changing and taking a shower. I'm enough by myself," I said.

He laughed more and more, hugged me and dawdled for a while, and then I heard him mutter in a low voice: "I really can't do anything about you, you're so jealous, you don't want others to touch my body?"

I:"……"

It turned out that he thought I was jealous.

Just treat it as jealousy, so I said resolutely: "Yes, so I can't let him continue to serve your personal affairs. These can only be done by me."

He hugged me, kissed and rubbed, and said bitterly in my ear: "You small-minded little thing, I have satisfied you, how can you repay me?"

"I'll give you whatever you want in return," I said.

"You are really...so thick-skinned..." He didn't know what to think of, and his face turned red.

I was so relieved that Billy finally stopped showering and dressing.

Too bad it's not over yet.

In the past few days, since I repaid the rewards Lord Viscount wanted, he was a little too excited, and his eyes often followed me, especially when he was in the study.

But I am not the only one serving in the study.

Then there was a very strange scene.

Lord Viscount stared at me with dazed eyes, not knowing where his thoughts drifted.

Billy's eyes flicked back and forth between me and Oscar, and then he sighed and bowed his head in distress.

In this embarrassing atmosphere, I felt like I couldn't breathe.

no!Billy had to be kicked out of the study again.

But when I made a request to Oscar.

The way Oscar looked at me was arrogance and arrogance, the expression that there was nothing to do with you, you were too much of a headache.

"Don't be like this, my dear, you're almost crowding people out of space. He has taken care of me since I was a child. He will be sad to drive him out."

"No... not to drive out..."

"Don't be so narrow-minded. I still spend the most time alone with you. I don't even look at other men except you, so don't be jealous. He's just serving in the study."

I know, if I tell him that I just don't want to be too embarrassing, Oscar will definitely not let Billy leave the study. He is the kind of 'thick-skinned' aristocratic man who thinks it is normal for a personal servant to take care of his master's private affairs.I guess even if Billy saw the two of us rolling on the bed, Oscar wouldn't blink his eyelids, and he wouldn't care about my feeling of shame when I face my colleagues every day, wishing I could find a crack in the ground.

So, let me be careful.

"Oscar, just promise me, I beg you." I begged in a low voice.

"What a little fool." Oscar had been smiling since just now, and this meaningful smile became more and more distorted. Finally, he pursed his mouth and laughed, not knowing what he was laughing at.

After a long time, he finally controlled this happy mood, coughed and said: "Okay, I will accommodate your willfulness this time, and you will be the only one who will serve me personally in the future. Are you satisfied now?"

"Yes, I'm very satisfied, and don't let others come in to serve you in the future."

He glanced at me haughtily, as if he didn't bother to talk to me anymore.

Billy was promoted to deputy butler, and he seemed more relieved than I was.

Only Lord Viscount, one night, we huddled under the covers.

While tossing me to heaven and earth with nowhere to go, he whispered to me in a sweet and greasy voice: "Do you just want someone to occupy me? Little narrow-minded..."

Then he started to move violently, while doing it, he repeated continuously: "I love you, I love you..."

I lay on the bed, panting and staring at the ceiling.

It seems that there is a deep misunderstanding.

But what he thinks is pretty sweet, so it's better to continue to let him misunderstand.

The author has something to say: Don't you want to see the viscount's psychology?

as follows:

Oscar with a blank face: Oh, when I think of my lover loving me so much, I am so happy. He loves me so much that he just wants to occupy me alone. I am so happy. Roll around, roll around, but absolutely I can't be so happy to be found.

All (Erkang's hands): Mr. Oscar, please, please say such words that make people not want to hug you! !