The Princeliest Prince of All - Chapter 12
“It’s not intentional…. It will subside soon, don’t worry about it.”
Sera had partially downplayed the explicitness, but the swelling in his g***n was unmistakably an erxctixn.
Sera’s face rapidly darkened.
Why was he making such a big deal out of this?
If it happened, he should just deal with it quickly.
Calming down, my foot—
He was so hard that it looked like his thing was ready to sing the national anthem.
As Sera mocked his pitiful state internally, she suddenly thought of something.
“Have you never, um, taken care of it yourself?”
Leonard said nothing, but his silence was an affirmation.
She couldn’t understand why touching his own g******s would feel dirty to him.
Leonard was suffering immensely.
Since yesterday, his erxctixn had come and gone, but it had stood up immediately as soon as Sera arrived that morning.
Usually, it would subside if he ignored it.
But when he held Sera’s hand, his erxctixn had surged so powerfully that it seemed like it would tear through his pants.
He had never experienced such a loss of control over his body before.
“I’d like to ignore this, but you look really distressed.”
Leonard nodded weakly.
Attempts to resolve it himself had always failed, and he had stubbornly refused the help of his attendants or even Evan, due to both his mysophobia and shame.
But this was a national emergency.
Something had to be done to either pacify or remove it.
Just as Leonard was about to call for Evan, Sera spoke again.
“I’ll take care of it, so, um, take it out.”
Leonard blinked in confusion.
Sera pointed with both index fingers, indicating somewhere.
Following her fingers, Leonard’s gaze dropped to his g***n.
“Though I don’t have one, I do have basic knowledge. Hurry up and show me.”
Gathering all her knowledge, experience, and compassion from both her previous and current lives, Sera decided to help Leonard.
Honestly, he wasn’t that bad of a guy, and it seemed wrong for him to be ousted as emperor just because he couldn’t father children despite being otherwise functional.
Even from just the silhouette, Leonard seemed capable of fathering a whole soccer team if he overcame his mysophobia.
Hesitantly, Leonard unbuckled his belt.
After all, the person he trusted most and who had caused this unexpected situation was Sera Brandt.
And frankly, if anyone had to handle his private parts, it was preferable to choose Sera over Evan Faylin.
With a grimace, Leonard pulled down his trousers, and his arousal sprang out.
Facing it directly, Sera’s immediate impression was, well, it’s impressive.
The blunt triangular tip had a very thick ridge.
The deeply indented groove below the glans and the s***t boasted a thickness that most men would envy.
Golden pubic hair, darker than the hair on his head, was densely packed at the base.
In summary, it was an intense display of masculinity that could make even an observer blush.
“Do you know how to do it?”
Leonard frowned as Sera’s hand approached.
She seemed unfazed, indicating she was probably more experienced in such matters than him, which bothered him.
Whose member had she handled with those hands before?
“Well, I’m not an expert, but I’m better than someone who’s never touched himself.”
It seemed his guess was right.
As Sera shrugged, Leonard’s shoulders slumped.
However, his erxct manhood showed no signs of following suit.
With the awkward position, they ended up clearing the table and sitting knee-to-knee.
The sight of the prince with his lower half exposed, facing his personal maid, was scandalous enough that Sera made sure to lock the door.
“Shall I…?”
Leonard nodded with a serious expression.
The atmosphere was somber, yet his erxctixn remained steadfast.
After cleaning her hands with a handkerchief, Sera swallowed hard and cautiously reached out.
She gently wrapped her right hand around the s***t.
It was so thick and long that one hand couldn’t fully encircle it.
Only after adding her left hand could she grasp it fully.
The coarse hair below tickled her palms.
Leonard’s breathing grew rougher again.
At least he didn’t climax instantly, showing he had some self-control.
Sera used a circle made with her thumb and index finger to gently rub the groove below the glans.
“Damn—”
“Are you alright? You’re not going to throw up, right?”
Vomiting was the least of his concerns.
Leonard’s mind went blank, unable to think of anything else.
