Maxim swollowed and obeyed his master following obediently. He had not forgotten what the old master said yesterday. He was well aware of what this man was doing, he was not confused or misunderstanding, yet as the yang man slowly removed his shirt threw it on the floor, and leaned on the sink making a show of his every move. <have you gone silly already > The blond hair fell around his translucent skin as he tilted his head slowly to the side and smirked < had you gone silly already? Don’t you know how to serve your master? > Maxim's face didn't show any change or stress. He was a slave, he knew his to control his expressions and reactions but he could not control his beating heart which was struggling to jump out of his ribs.

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Slowly the servant took a towel, felled a basin with warm water, twisted the dump towel skillfully, and approached him. Gilbert Glanced at the old butler who was still standing by the dining table waiting for his answer in regards to the letter. The servant girl was trembling beside him peeking at him. He had deliberately picked this spot to be visible. A warm feeling on his skin made him jump and turn back to the man in front of him. His new attendant had his face down his bangs covering his eyes as he slowly and carefully held his his hand and wiped his fingers.

His hands were warm …

Gilbert stared at the man who was working diligently to get rid of the stubborn paint off his hands and nails.

He had planned to bring back this man to paint, to put him to work somewhere in the stables or the kitchen, to ask him to be his model from time to time. He had never imagined making him his attendant, oh well he had his back to him, so that doesn’t count as bathing in front of him.

Gilbert hated anyone touching him he felt repulsed by others' eyes and touches. Josephine was the only one he felt warm toward and welcomed her touches, presence, and looks.

Gilbert felt a bit guilty. He knew he was using this man and maybe pushing the boundary.

< here .. > he pulled his hands and pointed to his collar < don’t you see the paint on my neck and face? >

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Maxim felt he may have had a heart attack. The way this beautiful man smirked and ran his slender finger on his neck reminded him of the name of a demon he once read about.

succubus .. a sex demon that seduced poor souls and devoted them

Maxim squeezed the dump towel in his hand and reached up

< no .. the towel is too ruff .. use your hands .. > and the seducing demon laughed < not like you haven’t touched me before !>

Anyone hearing these words would believe them, Maxim himself felt his hands tremble as he reached out. He is going to touch him .. he had been imagining how it would feel like and now he will touch this beautiful being that emerged from a dream.

As his fingertip touched the pale neck he noticed sweat beads rolling down, Maxim's eyes traveled down to his master's face, and behind the smirk was terror …

He was scared.

Maxim glanced to the side and walked a bit closer hiding his hands in the blond hair.

The hand hovered on the skin and made a motion of circling as if he was cleaning the skin.

He didn't touch him.

Maxim may have a lustful shout, he may fantasize about beauties.

But he was no monster.

He would never hurt someone the way sister Lily was hurt.

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he regretted it, he regretted these words as soon as they escaped his mouth. Gibert steadied his heart and waited for the warm touch on his neck but it never came. The hand was slowly hovering up and down giving the illusion of actually caressing the skin.

Oh ..

Gilbert breathed out. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

This big guy was so smart.

He smiled and looked warmly at his servant.

He never explained anything, he didn't have time to think things through and plan anything. He was aware that he was the one taking advantage of a servant.

Yet, this man was so aware of what was going on around him.

He could have played the fool and taken advantage of the situation as well, he was smart enough to know that his master needed him now.

Gilbert smiled and whispered < thank you .. >

The hand froze but then continued the act as it slid down suggestively, still not touching the skin.

< goddess above! > Gilbert sighed dramatically as he looked to the Buttler < Fine! I will read the damn letter and write a proper answer! Now get out !! >

As the order came the butler bowed deeply and walked out followed by the blushing maid.

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The door was closed gently. As soon as the click was Hurd Maxim took a few fast steps away and bowed his head waiting for orders.

Silence...

For for long second nothing happened and when he looked up the yang lord was looking away his hand gently messaging the spot that Maxim was pretending to clean. A faint blush was spread to his ears.

Maxim opened his mouth and took a deep breath.

This job was going to test his willpower...

he was sure.