✧ 「 @unluckieststar 」 ✧ - Continued from ★
「 ☆ 」 Ninian doesn’t have much experience with cocks that aren’t his own… None, in fact. But he feels like it would be safe to say THAT one is big. For lack of any other word coming to mind as he stares at it, frozen where he hovers and internally screaming to look away from the dangling hunk of meat. That dark, veiny, mushroom-headed, THICK—
Abruptly shaking his head, tiny fists are clenched at his sides so firmly he can feel nails dig into his palms. Get a grip, Ninian! He’s better than this. He’s stronger than some stupid dick. Especially when it’s attached to what has to be the most clueless man in the entire universe. Ninian would die if Jovanni knew how flustered the situation made him.
It’s with that excuse reasoning that he forces himself not to shy away from the offer. Even if the blatant statement of Jovanni cleaning him makes Ninian’s face glow a stark red. ❝ F-Fine… But don’t try any weird stuff because I’m so not interested! ❞
That probably sounded partially believable… If one were completely incapable of reading tone. With a fervent swing of his arms and stomp of his foot in the air, Ninian barks as he shucks off his clothes one garment at a time, ❝ I know how tempting it might be since I’m definitely the cutest pixie you’ve ever come across or ever would, but I. Don’t. Do. Dicks. ❞ It’s with that final statement that he removes his skirt, his own dick now hanging freely.
Compared to someone of his stature, it could be considered impressive… But in general, it’s horribly, wonderfully cute. Giving a few feeble twitches as it meets the sudden air, the pink tip shimmers ever-so-slightly with a delicate dewdrop of pre. The rest of his body fares no better, slim figure and flowing curves reminiscent of a more traditionally feminine form. With swirled markings of green trailing across his body, glowing slightly in the sun like it may on an insect.
Fluttering over to where Jovanni stands, he ducks down to the surface of the water. Uneasily looking down into it, he dips a single toe in as if testing the temperature. Or seeing if something will swim up to eat him. ❝ … Are you sure it’s safe? I’ve never bathed in anything so… big, before. ❞ Maybe it would be safer for him in Jovanni’s palm. But, no! No… He can’t just ask for that.
He’d rather take his chances with the fish. 「 ☆ 」