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.
