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Chapter 165: ’Lift a Finger’

Chapter 165: ’Lift a Finger’

"Help me. Please, Heinz. I—I can’t—I can’t take it anymore," Florian gasped, his voice trembling, his fingers clutching the edge of the infirmary cot as if it were the only thing keeping him from collapsing.

His cheeks were flushed a deep crimson, his chest heaving under the thin fabric of his top. The moonlight streaming through the window cast a faint, ethereal glow over his delicate frame, emphasizing the sheen of sweat on his smooth, unblemished skin.

Heinz stood by the bed, his arms crossed tightly over his chest, his jaw clenched as he regarded Florian with a mix of concern and discomfort. He wasn’t used to this—seeing someone so utterly undone, so desperate.

And it wasn’t just anyone. It was Florian. Slender, soft-spoken, and painfully shy. Now, the boy was writhing on the cot, his glassy eyes wide with a mix of pain and need, his body trembling as the potent aphrodisiac coursed through his veins.

"I don’t know if this is the best way to handle this," Heinz muttered, more to himself than to Florian. His voice was firm, but there was a flicker of uncertainty in his tone. He had dealt with many ailments in his time as a healer, but this—this was entirely out of his depth.

"I-I’m okay with anything...please!" Florian nearly shouted, his voice breaking as he curled in on himself, his hands clawing at the sheets. "Anything, Your Majesty... I just need you." He trailed off, his face burning even hotter as he looked away, unable to finish the sentence.

Heinz exhaled sharply through his nose, his mind racing. Lysander had been clear—Florian needed release. Pleasure. To counteract the effects of the aphrodisiac.

So, it could be any form of pleasure.

It didn’t necessarily mean that Heinz had to... have sex with Florian.

"Alright," Heinz said finally, his voice low and steady, though his heart was pounding in his chest. "Strip."

Florian’s head snapped up, his eyes wide with shock and a flicker of something else—relief? Gratitude?

He didn’t hesitate. His trembling fingers fumbled with the laces of his tunic, pulling it over his head and tossing it to the floor. His pants followed, and within moments, he was completely bare, his slender body glistening faintly in the moonlight.

’He’s...’

Heinz couldn’t help but stare, his breath catching in his throat. In the dim light of the infirmary, Florian looked almost... ethereal. His skin was smooth, unblemished, his frame lithe and delicate.

His cock was already hard, flushed and leaking precum, but it was his slim waist, his soft curves, that caught Heinz off guard.

’So it’s not just his face that could pass for a woman.’ Heinz thought, though he quickly pushed the thought aside. This wasn’t the time for admiration—this was duty. Obligation.

"Get on the bed," Heinz instructed, his voice firm but not unkind. "On all fours."

Florian obeyed without hesitation, his movements clumsy but eager. He crawled onto the bed on his hands and knees, his back arching slightly, his body trembling with anticipation—or perhaps just the overwhelming effects of the aphrodisiac.

His smooth, round ass was on full display, and Heinz couldn’t help but notice how... slick it looked. He hadn’t expected that. Was this normal for Florian, given his unique biology? Or was it just the aphrodisiac?

Heinz shook his head, trying to focus. He sat down on the edge of the bed, removing his gloves and setting them aside. His hands were steady, but his mind was anything but. This was... unfamiliar territory.

He had experience, yes, but it was with women. Princesses in his harem, to be precise. Not men. Not Florian.

His fingers hesitated in the air for a moment before he finally brought them to Florian’s chest, brushing against his nipples. Florian let out a sharp gasp, his back arching even more as a shiver ran through his body. "Oh—ah!" he moaned, his voice high and breathless. "That—that feels... so good."

Heinz swallowed hard, his own body reacting in ways he hadn’t anticipated. ’This is a normal reaction.’ He thought. ’It does not mean anything.’

Florian’s nipples were small, but they were surprisingly sensitive, hardening under his touch. He gave them a gentle pinch, and Florian’s reaction was immediate—his entire body jerked, a choked whimper escaping his lips.

"You’re... really sensitive," Heinz murmured, more to himself than to Florian. His other hand moved tentatively to Florian’s ass, his fingers brushing against the slick skin. Florian’s breath hitched, his hips bucking slightly as Heinz’s fingers traced the curve of his ass, eventually brushing against his entrance.

Heinz paused, his fingers hovering. "This is... your first time, isn’t it?"

At least, in this lifetime.

Florian nodded quickly, his face buried in the sheets. "Y-yes," he stammered, his voice muffled. "I—I’ve never... please, Heinz. It hurts. I need—I need..."

"I know," Heinz said, his voice softening just slightly. "I’ll go slow."

He pressed a single finger against Florian’s entrance, feeling the warmth and slickness there.

’He’s wet. More than I expected.’ Heinz hesitated for just a moment before pushing his finger inside, feeling Florian’s body tense around him. Florian let out a high-pitched moan, his hands clutching the sheets even tighter as Heinz’s finger slid deeper.

"Ah—ah!" Florian gasped, his voice trembling. "It’s... it’s..."

"It’s okay," Heinz said, though he wasn’t sure if he was reassuring Florian or himself. "Just... relax." He moved his finger slowly, carefully, feeling the way Florian’s body clenched around him. It was tight, so tight, but the slickness made it easier than Heinz had anticipated. He curled his finger slightly, searching for that spot he thought could drive Florian wild.

’The more pleasure I give, the faster the effects of the aphrodisiac will cease.’

When he found it, Florian’s reaction was immediate. His entire body shuddered, a loud, keening moan escaping his lips as his hips jerked forward. "Oh, gods—Your Majesty!" he cried, his voice slurred and desperate. "That’s—that’s so good! Please—please don’t stop!"

Heinz swallowed hard, his own breath coming faster now. He had to admit, seeing Florian like this—completely unraveled, his body trembling with pleasure—was really... affecting him. More than he wanted to admit. He pushed the thought aside, focusing on the task at hand.

"I’m going to add another finger," Heinz said, his voice low and steady. He pressed a second finger against Florian’s entrance, feeling the way Florian’s body tensed for a moment before relaxing, allowing him to slip inside.

Florian let out a low moan, his hips rocking back against Heinz’s hand. "Just breathe," Heinz instructed, though his own breathing was anything but steady. "I’ve got you."

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