Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are Are So Dangerous! [BL]-Chapter 261: Rocco’s Bath Time (Georgio’s Side Story)

Georgio had been in charge of Rocco’s bath time since he was young.

However, since Georgio had become increasingly busy with his duties in the Assassin Squad, Ragar had taken over that duties more often than him.

At this point, it almost felt like Ragar was Rocco’s real bath attendant.

But then, for the first time in a while, Georgio was finally available to help him with bath time again.

Seeing this as a good opportunity, Rocco decided to make a suggestion.

"Hey, Georgio. You’re always so busy... and tired, right? Maybe you should stop being my bath attendant—"

"WHAT?!? NO WAY IN HELL!!!"

Rocco was still in the middle of undressing when Georgio’s furious outburst cut him off completely.

Startled, he jerked backward as Georgio, eyes bloodshot with intensity, loomed over him.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?! I was finally looking forward to enjoying bath time with my dear master again, and you hit me with that right off the bat?! What the hell, man?!"

"Fweh—! S-Sorry...!"

Rocco hadn’t expected such an extreme reaction.

He quickly tried to calm Georgio down while patting the air in a soothing motion.

Georgio who is still completely naked, was stomping his feet like a tantrum-throwing child, his frustration on full display.

Hoping to defuse the situation, Rocco grabbed Georgio’s hand and tugged him forward.

With an awkward grin, he coaxed, "Come on, let’s just wash up first, okay?"

They made their way over to the shower area, where the usual bathing stool sat.

However, instead of sitting down himself, Rocco guided Georgio to sit first.

Then, hesitantly, he spoke up.

"Um... Georgio? I’m really sorry... So, um... how about I wash you today...?"

Rocco nervously rubbed his hands together as if trying to win Georgio’s favor.

Georgio, who had been pouting like an overinflated balloon, instantly deflated.

Then, with a huge grin, he beamed at Rocco.

"Wait, really?! Then let’s do that—let’s wash each other! A washing game! Let’s do it, Master!"

"A—uh, yeah... sure..."

Rocco was completely thrown off by how fast Georgio’s mood flipped.

Wait... was that whole tantrum just an act?!

Shaking off the uneasy thought, Rocco let out a small sigh and stepped closer.

He tilted his head slightly.

"Wait... washing game? What are we supposed to do...?"

Georgio’s eyes lit up.

Then, without hesitation, he threw his arms wide open—dramatically.

It was as if he were inviting Rocco to jump right in.

"Come on, Master! Right here, right here! C’mere!"

Rocco blinked his eyes.

Wait... was the washing game just an excuse to cuddle?

Still confused, he obediently plopped himself onto Georgio’s lap.

Georgio moved at lightning speed, lathering up a thick layer of bubbles in his hands before covering Rocco’s entire body with the foamy suds.

It tickled.

"Whoa, so many bubbles! Georgio, is this what you meant by washing each other?"

"Hmm, yeah! Washing each other means hugging real tight with all these bubbles and rubbing up against each other."

Rocco tilted his head, feeling a little bit skeptical.

The explanation didn’t quite make sense.

Georgio’s words were confusing, and his overly cheerful grin wasn’t helping.

Meanwhile, the bubbles had already spread over both of them, completely covering their skin in fluffy white foam.

"Alright, we’re all set! Now, Master, hug me real tight and rub yourself against me, okay?"

"Hmm? Hug tight... and rub?"

The more he heard, the more bizarre it sounded.

Wouldn’t it be faster to just wash normally?

Still, since he had already agreed to this "washing game," Rocco decided to follow Georgio’s instructions.

With a small grunt, he wrapped his arms around Georgio and pressed his body against him, rubbing side to side as directed.

Not quite sure what to do with his legs, he simply hooked them around Georgio’s back for support, making sure to keep his balance.

"Hnn, like this? But... is this really washing properly?"

He kept rubbing, tilting his head in doubt.

It felt warm and kind of nice, sure—but was this actually effective?

It didn’t seem like they were getting clean.

Honestly, it still felt like it would’ve been much faster to just wash normally.

As he pondered this, Georgio was muttering something under his breath, eyes slightly bloodshot and unfocused.

Rocco couldn’t make out what he was saying, but it was... unsettling.

"Hahh... oh no... Master’s using me... I’m being treated like a... personal plaything..."

Rocco frowned.

Georgio had been mumbling to himself for a while now and hadn’t responded to anything he said.

Feeling a little bit frustrated at being ignored, Rocco puffed up his cheeks and pressed harder, increasing the force of his rubbing.

Almost as if trying to push Georgio over, he slid against him even more vigorously.

Georgio suddenly jolted, his entire body trembling.

"A-ahh! Master, you’re too good at this...! I-I’m gonna...!"

Right at that moment, a splashing sound came from behind them.

Rocco blinked in surprise.

He was just about to turn around to see what it was when, all of a sudden, his vision spun, and his breath caught in his throat.

"Hah—!"

Rocco was gently flipped over, his vision spinning for a moment.

When he refocused, he found himself staring up at Georgio—and beyond him, the ceiling of the bathhouse.

Georgio’s face was flushed with heat, exuding a strange, almost overwhelming sensuality.

His body, slick with bubbles, glistened under the soft bathroom light as he reached out toward Rocco.

Curious, Rocco took Georgio’s large hand and nuzzled against it.

Georgio froze.

Then, as if unable to contain himself, he began trembling, his whole body shuddering.

"...Master, you are really erotic. Completely oblivious and yet a total little seducer..."

"Wha—? What are you even talking about!?"

The sudden and rather rude accusation left Rocco utterly bewildered.

He wasn’t "erotic" or a "seducer"! Not in the slightest!

Puffing out his cheeks in protest, he lightly batted at Georgio in defiance.

However, Georgio easily pinned him down and leaning in even closer.

Their bodies pressed tightly together, and now Georgio was the one rubbing against him.

Rocco blinked in confusion, and Georgio, licking his lips, whispered against his ear.

"Alright, Master~ Now it’s my turn to rub against you, okay?"

Wait, the whole washing each other thing wasn’t over yet?

Rocco sighed internally.

It was obvious that a normal bath would be much more efficient, but Georgio seemed to be having fun, so he decided not to say anything.

Sealing his lips shut, he nodded.

Georgio wasted no time, he starting to rub against Rocco slowly.

Unlike Rocco’s earlier attempts, Georgio’s movements felt... strangely sensual.

Just as that realization hit, the bathroom door suddenly burst open with a loud BANG!

"MASTER! ARE YOU ALRIGHT!?"

"Huh!? Gaw? What’s going on?"

Standing in the doorway was Ragar, his face tight with urgency.

Rocco barely had time to register his presence before Ragar stormed over, yanked him away from Georgio, and crushed him in a protective embrace.

What...? What just happened?

Completely taken aback, Rocco could only blink as Ragar held him tightly.

Feeling the tension in Ragar’s body, Rocco sighed and patted his back in a soothing gesture.

Meanwhile, Georgio stood up and glaring sharply at Ragar.

His voice dripped with venom. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

"You’ve got to be kidding me. What the hell do you think you’re doing, barging in like that!?"

Although Rocco shuddered slightly at Georgio’s irritation, Ragar remained completely unfazed.

"I heard you were bathing with Master and sensed immediate danger. I rushed here to intervene. Now, step aside, you depraved lunatic. From this point forward, I will be the one to handle Master’s baths."

"HAH!? WHAT KIND OF GARBAGE LOGIC IS THAT!? HAND HIM BACK To ME, DAMN IT!!"

Georgio thrashed like a child, but Ragar held Rocco securely, refusing to budge.

Rocco sighed, exhaustion settling deep in his bones.

At this rate, he was just going to end up sweaty and exhausted all over again.

Looks like I’ll have to take another bath after this.