The Princeliest Prince of All - Chapter 13
Leonard’s head shook from side to side as he struggled to stay composed. The only thing he could think of was wanting Sera to just rub and shake him harder.
Watching Leonard completely lose control from arousal, Sera began to worry.
“Let me know if you’re about to come.”
He might have had wet dreams, but this was his first official release.
She didn’t want to suddenly be showered with his sxmxn.
Leonard nodded frantically at Sera’s request.
She started moving her hand gently.
The skin that barely covered the glans moved as the veins on the s***t pulsed strongly.
As Sera moved her hand, Leonard’s erxctixn seemed to grow even bigger.
Can it get even bigger?
Sera was taken aback but continued moving her hand as calmly as possible.
After just a few strokes, the dot at the center of the tip began oozing sticky fluid.
The dry friction quickly turned slick with lubrication.
This allowed Sera to move her hand more smoothly.
Leonard gripped his thighs tightly with all his strength.
It felt like all the blood in his body was rushing to one place, about to explode.
He was torn between wanting to release this agonizing erxctixn and wanting to prolong the pleasure.
“How does it feel…?”
The sound of her hand slapping against his g***n, the wet friction of her palm against his damp skin—it all made Sera’s voice sound incredibly sensual to Leonard’s ears.
Her breath and scent, so close, only added to the intensity.
Although he still thought it was filthy, he found himself wanting to touch Sera, kiss her, and above all, hold her.
He wanted to wrap himself around her and breathe in her scent all day.
Thankfully, Leonard’s upbringing as a member of the imperial family had instilled a great deal of self-control in him.
He managed not to touch Sera despite his overwhelming urges.
However, he was perfectly fine with her touching him.
In fact, he welcomed it wholeheartedly.
Every time Sera’s hand brushed against his tight scrotum, Leonard jerked his hips.
Just as he was about to beg for more attention there, Sera’s left hand slid down and joined her right hand.
Unlike the heat he felt from her hand on his s***t, her touch on his cooler scrotum felt warm.
She gently massaged him, causing Leonard to let out soft moans.
“Ha, Sera…”
At the sound of his tender voice, Sera’s eyes drifted upward.
Despite just being touched with her hand, Leonard looked more overwhelmed than any of her past boyfriends.
His face flushed, and his breath came out in hot pants.
His thick eyelashes cast shadows over his half-closed golden eyes.
With each slow blink, the focus of his gaze shifted—from Sera’s hand to her arm, her chest, her neck, and finally, her face.
When their eyes met, Sera blushed deeply.
Even for a prince with mysophobia, his face was ridiculously attractive.
Sera looked down, embarrassed, inadvertently tightening her grip.
“It feels… so good. Ha, damn.”
With Sera’s stronger grip, Leonard’s hips bucked up.
The thick rod in her hand twitched like a snake before releasing a stream of white sxmxn.
She tried to pull away but it was too late.
The thick, viscous fluid shot out forcefully, splattering everywhere.
Some drops even landed on Sera’s cheek.
Both their clothes and the carpet were stained with the pungent scent of male release.
“I told you to let me know when you were about to come…”
Despite her respectful tone, Sera’s voice was filled with clear anger.
She had pitied him and helped out, but he had ended up spraying her face.
Leonard’s manhood still twitched slightly, releasing small amounts of fluid.
Exhausted, Leonard slumped in his chair, his body trembling.
His face, completely relaxed, remained bright red.
“Sorry… I’ll give you a raise…”
“Ah, gotcha. You feel gross, right? I’ll clean you up.”
Despite living in a romance fantasy world, Sera still had the spirit of capitalism.
