The Performer +18

The Footman (3)

'Maybe it's not that bad if I announce him as my lover.' You muttered, leaning back to the side of the tub.

'Yea it won't be that bad?' You heard a voice echo back.

You jerked your head to the sound and found a man that stood near the door. There was a footman that stared at you and he did not took his eyes off of you. But only his beauty shadowed when the tiny light glazed down on the floor. You stared him and examined his height. You hummed softly as the 'maid' who came towards you.

'Why are you here? I told you "maids" to not accompany me.' You said coldly as you waited for his reaction.

The footman just stared at you and replied, 'I should be asking you that. Why are you here?'

You smirked at his attitude. 'What? Are you challenging my position? But I'll let this one pass. It'll be a shame to let you off of the hook so do you want your punishment now?' You asked, patting at the water like an empty seat.

The footman scrunched his noses and furrowed his brows. Automatically giving you the answer that he did not want to answer. You plainly stared at him and scoffed at his behavior. You stood up and placed your foot out of the water. You took a quick glance to the boy and unexpectedly he had a flustered expression? You smirked a bit, you caught his hand and dragged him closer to you. He did, stumbling a bit when you caught him off guard. You slowly grasped his fingers into yours. His cold hand slowly clenched tight with yours and his eyes averted as you tried to meet his eyes. You could tell you were about the same height as him and it was cute of him.

'You're quite shy, huh? What happened to your attitude before?' You uttered and then you paused. 'You aren't from here, are you? So you're new... How interesting. A footman that doesn't knows its place.' You mumbled as you yanked his chin, his eyes directly met yours.

You grazed his arm and he shivered at the cold water that was left from your palm. You looked at his eyes again, but he was peering at something else. Shifting to the direction his eyes were laid at and his eyes were on a mirror. A mirror that reflect everything, it reflected his stiffed body and your flawless body. His flustered face clear as day and nothing could change his expression.

'Oh my. What do we have here? You're tempted aren't you? Do you want to have a taste?' You whispered meekly, giving him goosebumps.

The footman lowered his head and stared at the cold floor. 'I do not have any intention like that!' The maid said, taking a step farther.

You smirked as you placed your other foot out. Water was collected and dripped downwards from your body. Seungmin suddenly threw the robe at you, his eyes covered by his slim hands. You chuckled and pulled the robe off of you, slowly you welcomed your hands on his face.

'I'll ask you this last time. Do you want to have a taste before you really regret it?' You uttered sweetly.

And with those words, the footman finally meet your eyes. His muddy brown eyes were beautiful, a unique coffee color to it. His body structure was different from most, but his face, overly added the finishing touches.

The footman anxiously nibbled his bottom lip and opened his mouth. 'Seungmin. That's my name.'

'That suits you...' You muttered bitterly.

Seungmin nodded and glanced at you, expecting you to say your name.

'Ah. I have a feeling you'll know my name soon. Plus it's more fun if you learn it later.' You replied to the silence.

The footman nodded awkwardly again and you slowly tugged his vest like a whiny child.

'So what is your answer? Will you help me? We can play whenever you want, it's a good deal if you think about it.' You said as you wrapped your arms around your stomach.