CHAPTER 448: ’PUT IT INSIDE.’

Florian’s eyes widened as Heinz’s expression darkened, his pupils dilating with a hunger that sent a shiver down Florian’s spine.

He turned away, his hands instinctively gripping Heinz’s bare chest, the warmth of his skin searing against his palms. "C-Cashew could knock any second," Florian stammered, his voice trembling with a mix of apprehension and anticipation.

Heinz smirked, his voice low and dripping with intent. "Then we better make it quick."

Without warning, he used Florian’s hips to push him down onto the bed again, their lips colliding in a heated kiss that left Florian breathless.

’Fuck.’ Florian hated how much this felt so good.

As a virgin, or...as a former virgin, this just felt too good.

Heinz’s tongue dominated, sliding into Florian’s mouth with a possessive urgency that made Florian’s head spin.

One of Heinz’s hands slipped from his butt, and Florian felt the king’s movements between their bodies.

Heinz was stroking himself, his fingers wrapped around his thick, throbbing length.

’I still can’t believe that thing fit inside me.’

Florian pulled away, gasping for air. "Y-You’re not just planning to... put it in, are you? Without any preparation?"

Heinz chuckled darkly, his free hand leaving Florian’s hip to caress his cheek. "Of course not," Heinz murmured, his voice like velvet.

’Thank God—’

His thumb brushed over Florian’s jawline, sending a tremble through him. "Suck."

Florian froze, his cheeks flushing crimson. "W-What?"

Heinz’s fingers traced Florian’s lips, gentle yet commanding. "I know you’re going to be nice and wet for me, and I know it’s no longer our first time, but I still need to make sure you don’t get hurt." His voice dropped to a whisper, sending a jolt of electricity through Florian’s body.

"So open your mouth and suck."

Florian’s breath hitched, his body trembling as he slowly parted his lips. Heinz’s fingers slipped inside, warm and firm against his tongue.

Florian’s cheeks burned with embarrassment, but something about the way Heinz watched him—his eyes dark with desire—made him unable to resist.

He began to wet Heinz’s fingers, his tongue swirling around them as he sucked gently.

"That’s a good boy," Heinz purred, the praise sending a jolt of pleasure through Florian that made him shudder.

’Did...Did that really make me...fuck...’

He felt himself hardening even more, the mortification only fueling his arousal.

"That’s really good, Florian."

Florian’s member twitched again. ’God. Please stop praising me.’

Heinz pulled his fingers out, glistening with saliva, and trailed them down Florian’s chest, leaving a cool trail that made Florian shiver.

He reached Florian’s entrance, circling the slick rim teasingly. Florian gasped, his hips instinctively arching toward the touch.

"H-Heinz..."

"Shh," Heinz whispered, his voice a soothing rumble. "Relax for me. I told you we were going to continue where we left off the other day, right?"

He pressed one finger inside, and Florian’s back arched off the bed, a moan escaping his lips. The stretch was slight but intense, the sensation foreign yet exhilarating.

Heinz moved his finger slowly, curling it just enough to brush against that spot inside Florian that made him see stars.

"A-Ah! Heinz!" Florian’s hands fisted the sheets, his body trembling as pleasure coursed through him.

’This feels so good.’

It felt too good.

All the doubts he had earlier from seeing Heinz’s full length again melted away, and all he wanted now was to feel something bigger inside him.

Heinz added a second finger, stretching him further, his movements deliberate and thorough. Florian’s breath came in ragged gasps, his hips rocking against Heinz’s hand as he worked him open.

"You’re doing so well," Heinz murmured, his voice thick with praise. "And you’re moaning so beautifully."

Florian whimpered, the words sending a flush of heat through him. He could feel his body opening up, becoming pliant under Heinz’s skilled touch.

When Heinz added a third finger, Florian cried out, his back arching off the bed as pleasure overwhelmed him.

"Y-Your Majesty... I-I can’t... it’s too much..."

Heinz leaned down, his lips brushing against Florian’s ear. "Is it really?" he asks, his voice a low growl. "If it is, then I’ll stop. Do you want me to stop?"

His voice was teasing.

Florian knew that Heinz was aware that he wouldn’t want to stop. He shuddered, his body tensing as Heinz’s fingers pressed deeper, hitting that spot again and again.

"Do you want me to stop, Florian?"

Florian’s moans grew louder, more desperate, his hips moving in time with Heinz’s thrusts. His body was on fire, every nerve alight with the pleasure of Heinz’s fingers inside him, stretching him, teasing him, driving him to the edge of madness.

"Ilúvarei?" Heinz called out to him, his voice soft and almost gentle, yet laced with an underlying hunger that made Florian’s breath hitch.

Florian whimpered, his hands clutching at the sheets beneath him. "N-No... I-I don’t want you to stop."

But Heinz did. He pulled his fingers out, slow and deliberate, leaving Florian feeling achingly empty. A whimper escaped Florian’s lips, his body trembling with the loss.

"I said I didn’t want you to stop," Florian protested, his voice trembling with need.

Heinz chuckled darkly, a sound that sent shivers down Florian’s spine. "Bratty now, are we?"

’Asshole.’

Florian’s cheeks flushed crimson, but he couldn’t deny the truth.

His body was desperate, his mind clouded with desire. He glanced down at Heinz’s thick, throbbing length, his mouth watering at the sight.

He wanted it.

Needed him.

"H-Heinz... come on..." he whined, his voice breaking as he shifted his hips, trying to relieve the tension building inside him.

Heinz feigned ignorance, tilting his head slightly as if he didn’t understand. "Come on what? I don’t know what you want, Florian."

Florian narrowed his eyes, frustration mingling with his arousal. "Y-You know what I want..."

Heinz smirked, his dark eyes gleaming with mischief. He grabbed his own length, stroking it slowly as he pressed the tip against Florian’s entrance, rubbing it teasingly. "No, I don’t. You have to tell me."

Florian’s breath hitched, his body trembling as he felt the heat of Heinz’s cock against his slick hole.

Then, he got an idea.

"M-Maxim...?" he whined again, his pride crumbling with every passing second.

Florian remembers that Heinz seemed to like it when he called the king by his second name. Indeed, Heinz’s eyes did widen, but he seemed more amused than anything.

"What a risky and tempting thing you did there, sweet Florian." Heinz leaned closer, his breath hot against Florian’s ear. "However, like I said... tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you."

Florian’s resolve shattered. Tears welled up in his eyes as he finally gave in, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Please... put it inside me."