"It's gotten so big…" Kaelith mumbled, his voice laced with a mix of awe and intrigue as he stared at the spot where Leonhardt's eyes had settled. The bulge in Leonhardt's boxers was impossible to ignore, thick, pronounced, straining hard against the fabric. It looked swollen with need, and Kaelith could only imagine how uncomfortable it must have felt.
Without thinking, he moved his hand towards the throbbing outline, intending to ease the pressure but Leonhardt caught his wrist, halting him mid-action. Kaelith looked up at him in confusion.
"What?" he asked, his brows creased, searching Leonhardt's face.
"You shouldn't be the one starting," Leonhardt replied with a soft smile, his grip gentle but firm. "Have you forgotten? This is my interview. I'm supposed to impress you, not the other way around."
"Oh…" Kaelith chuckled, cheeks heating up, though his smile lingered.
