'His expression is amusing.'
Heinz's gaze lingered on Florian's parted lips, his own breath shallow as he watched the prince's eyes widen in disbelief.
Florian's mouth hung open slightly, his cheeks flushed a deep crimson as his gaze dropped to Heinz's thick, throbbing length.
He shifted on his knees, the weight of his arousal pressing heavily between them.
"It's not the first time you've seen it," Heinz said, his voice low and teasing, though there was a roughness to it that betrayed his own desire. "So why do you still look like you're seeing it for the first time?"
Florian's breath caught audibly, and Heinz watched as the prince's pulse fluttered visibly at the base of his throat. "I-I…" Florian stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "Will… will it even fit?"
Heinz didn't answer immediately, letting the question hang in the air between them like a challenge.
