Through the Troubles

Huvel relaxed his sore muscles in the hot bath. He had been experimenting potion making for three days and finally ran out of ingredients so he decided to take a rest.

"I'm still amazed by this bathroom!" he talked to himself. "It is so good for this world that looked like the 17th century of my previous world. There are comfortable bath robes as well. The only things lacking are electric light and shower pumps."

Laurent entered the room and interrupted his thoughts. He watched Laurent as he undressed and put on a bath robe.

"Sir, did you summon me to wash your back?" The clueless Laurent asked.

"No, it's the opposite. I called for you to wash your 'back'. Get into the bath already." He replied.

"Eh? I can wash myself. Sir Huvel don't need to bother himself with that." Laurent said as he took off his bath robe and entered the bath.

Huvel did not replied but pulled Laurent close to his chest. He put his arms around Laurent's abs.

"Ah, haha… Sir, it's ticklish!"

But he could not laugh anymore when Huvel shut his mouth using his own. Laurent received Huvel's hot tongue but he was not startled. He acted accordingly. He felt Huvel's hands, one on his chest and one between his legs.

"Hu.. Ah… U…"

Laurent's moan made the quite room lively. Soon he felt something hard was pressing him on his back. He moved his hand to help the little sir. But before his hand could reach his destination, Huvel stopped kissing him and suddenly pushed his back. Laurent quickly put his hands in front of himself to prevent from falling down on his face.

"Sir, what happened?!" Laurent looked back and asked.

"Laurent, you are mentally prepared right?" Huvel asked him instead of an answer, with a smile on his face.

Laurent found that smile scary. But before he could say anything, Huvel continued.

"Now that you are warm enough, go out of the bath and get down on all fours!"

Laurent did not get what he wanted to do. But he followed the command although it was embarrassing. Huvel pressed on Laurent's back with some force. Laurent's back curved in and his little cherry blossom between the two round mounds became well exposed.

"Don't straighten your back." Huvel commended again.

One of his fingers on his left hand swiftly poked the exposed cherry blossom. Laurent jolted as if he was bitten by a viper. Huvel's other hand pushed him down so that he could not stand up.

"S…Sir, what are you doing?"

"Just some preparation for sex."

"Se.. se… sex?! But we did not do anything like this the last time!"

"Are you dumb? That's not sex!"

"But… but… I don't have… none of us have that thing! You can sex only with a woman!"

"You don't need to worry about that. Just shut up and relax. If there is a hole, there is a way!"

Huvel closed the conversation with a famous quote from his past life. He proceeded to insert his finger into the opening.

"Is it really possible?" Laurent screamed internally.

Cold sweats ran down his back. He unconsciously tightened his hole. Huvel stopped his action. His finger could not advance any further.

"You are making things difficult!" He said and changed his plan. "Move backwards a little. Lie your knees on the rim of the pool. Yes, like that. Now close your eyes and just feel!"

He then entered the bath again and put his head below Laurent's abdomen. He sucked Laurent's little one that was hanging down like an apple on a branch. Laurent jolted as he felt the unworldly pleasure he longed for. Using the chance, Huvel shoved his finger into the little hole. The inside was warm and it tightened when he tried to invade further.

Laurent felt hot in his bottom but he did not say anything because he was afraid that Huvel would stop sucking if he said something.

When Huvel thought the hole was loosen enough, he retracted his finger and also stopped sucking. Laurent was panting heavily. He looked like a weak boy whose knees would fail any moment. Huvel quickly brought the things he had prepared.

Laurent felt something cold and hard in his back hole again.

"What? What is it sir?!" He freaked out.

"Didn't I told you to shut up and just relax!" Huvel scolded him impatiently.

Laurent did not know what to do. He just stayed still like Huvel said. But soon he became more nervous because he felt something warm entering his *ss. It quickly expanded and made him felt 'full'.

"Emm. What a good boy!" Huvel sounded satisfied. "You are free now. Wash yourself and come to my room when you finish."

After giving his orders, he cleaned and warped the thing in his hand with a cloth. He got off the bath and washed himself thoroughly.

"Sir, what did you put into me?! Is it still there?" Laurent who was dumbfounded finally recovered.

"It's nothing dangerous. Just dump it in the toilet after washing yourself." Huvel replied with his usual smile as he put on a bath robe.

He left the bathroom and went back to his room. He was satisfied with the completion of his task. He dried his hair as he waited for Laurent. But Laurent did not come back for a long time. When he came, he looked exhausted.

"You are taking quite some time to wash yourself." Huvel said without getting off his bed.

"Umm… Sir, is there anything you need. If is not something important, can we discuss tomorrow? I don't feel well now." Laurent said with weak voice.

"You…!" Huvel understood when he saw Laurent's hands on his belly. "Fine! Just close the door and come here for a moment. I have something to say. It won't take long."

Laurent naively believed him and got close to the bed. Once he was within an arm's reach, Huvel pulled him onto the bed and pinned him down.

"I went through all those troubles for this time, and you want to run away now? Not a chance!"