He had seen it.
Prince Lysander had seen Eden's hand on this guard's cocks.
He had seen his lips close to his mouth, he had seen his hands on his chest, running.
For the first time he had seen it all. And he couldn't explain the feeling that ran through his body. The sharp feeling of arousal he was getting.
He found himself biting his lower lips at the sight, subconsciously. Found himself heating up within the sight while putting himself in the picture.
He felt like he was the one being touched. And he could imagine Eden's hands touching him at that moment. Touching the spots he had touched the guards. Touching places that made him feel odd.
Places that made him aroused.
He could even feel something in-between his legs hardening.
But he snapped out of it. He had to snap out of it.
Bad thoughts. He knew and believed they were. Sexual thoughts, he knew, were natural. But having them with a fellow guy, he believed was wild and unheard of.
