Do You Want To Touch It?

Cian's eyes widened in shock as his gaze met Maya's visage, adorned with the evidence of his released seed.

"Eh?" he stammered, his voice trembling with astonishment.

Maya, equally taken aback, directed her gaze downwards, her eyes meeting Cian's hand that still clutched his member like a firm grip on a sword's hilt.

"Eh?" she echoed, her voice laced with confusion. It was only then that she became aware of the presence of the expelled fluid on her face. With a delicate touch, her finger traced the path of the fluid, gently scooping it away before scrutinizing it with a mix of curiosity and bewilderment. "U-Uhm? Young master, what is...this?"

Cian found himself at a loss for words, his mind grappling with the unfamiliarity of the situation. "Eh... Ah... That's..."

The substance that had come from his own penis remained a mystery to him. Growing up sheltered within the confines of the manor, such matters were never part of his vocabulary or knowledge. Maya, too, shared in his ignorance, her confusion mirrored in her expression.

"And... what are you doing with your... thing? Why are you holding it?" Maya inquired, her voice tinged with curiosity and uncertainty.

Cian faltered, his confusion mirrored in his response. "Eh... That's..." He found himself at a loss for words, unable to provide a satisfactory explanation for his actions.

The truth was, he himself didn't fully understand why he had engaged in such an act.

Maya, oblivious to the implications of the situation, gazed unabashedly at his erect member, her curiosity piqued. It wasn't the first time she had seen it, but this was the first time she had witnessed its engorged state. And to her surprise, her mind questioned whether it had grown bigger. It loomed before her, seemingly larger than the one she had grown accustomed to seeing.

Lost in her thoughts, she couldn't help but voice her wonderment aloud, "And why...is it so big?"

Her curiosity got the better of her as she instinctively took a step closer, attempting to get a better look. But her actions were quickly halted by Cian's protest.

"Hey, stop staring at it! Even I would feel embarrassed if you kept scrutinizing it like that."

"Oh, sorry," she mumbled, hastily averting her eyes.

"And why are you here, anyway? I've already told you countless times that I can take care of myself and bathe alone."

"Eh? But, young master, I was hired as your maid to tend to your every need. Your father explicitly instructed me to attend to all your needs, from dressing you to bringing you warm meals. That includes assisting you with your baths, young master."

"That was eight long years ago, and I've grown since then! And it's not as if I've lost my arms and can't wash myself anymore!"

"T-True, young master, you possess the ability to wash most parts of your body. However, it is the area on your back that might prove challenging for you to reach on your own. Allow me, if you please..."

With a resigned sigh, Cian reluctantly relented, "Very well, but I only need assistance with my back. The rest I can manage on my own. And please, never, under any circumstances, take a peek at that particular area. Do we have an understanding?"

"Y-Yes, young master!" Maya replied, feeling embarrassed for momentarily glancing at Cian's private parts when he made his request.

Maya positioned herself on her knees behind Cian, gently clutching a sponge in her hand as she began to scrub his back.

"Does this feel good?"

Cian let out a small sigh of satisfaction. "Yeah, it feels nice," he admitted, although he couldn't help but notice a subtle stirring down below, caused by the occasional accidental brush of Maya's breasts against his back.

"Oh, it twitched!" Maya exclaimed, her eyes instinctively darting over Cian's shoulder, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"I warned you to stop looking, didn't I?"

"O-Oh, right. I'm sorry."

A moment of stillness hung in the air as Maya continued to scrub Cian's back in silence.

And then, as if propelled by an unseen force, the words escaped Cian's lips, surprising even himself. "...D-Do you want to touch it?"

Maya's eyes widened in shock, her hand pausing mid-scrub as she processed the unexpected question.

"Eh?" she managed to stammer, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I-I mean..." Cian stammered, his mind racing to find an explanation or a retraction, but before he could gather his thoughts, Maya's hesitant voice interrupted the quietude.

"...Can I?"

The sound of those words reverberated through the room, echoing in Cian's ears.

His throat tightened involuntarily, a mix of apprehension and desire swirling within him. With a gulp, he turned his head to face Maya, and as their eyes locked, an unspoken understanding passed between them.

For a moment, they both hesitated, unsure of what to do next. Then, as if acting on instinct, Maya leaned forward and tentatively reached out a hand. Cian held his breath as her fingers closed around him, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through his body.

"It's... soft, yet firm," Maya whispered, her voice laced with a hint of awe.

"I know...right?"

Cian nodded in agreement, his breathing growing heavier as Maya's finger delicately grazed his arousal. The touch sent shivers down his spine.

Their eyes locked, and time seemed to stand still as Maya's touch lingered, both of them acutely aware of the mounting tension between them. The air was thick with unspoken longing, their ragged breaths betraying the intensity of their desires.

Breaking the silence, Maya voiced a question that had been lingering in her mind, her voice quivering with a mixture of curiosity and a hint of innocence. "Hey, young master. The...liquid that was shot on my face earlier...did that come out of this?"

"Yeah... it did."

"Then... can you teach me how to make it happen?"

"You just... touch the whole thing with your hand... then move it up and down..."

Their gazes locked, Maya hesitantly began to rub Cian's penis in an up-and-down motion, her movements guided by a mix of curiosity and instinct.

A soft gasp escaped Maya's lips as she whispered, her voice barely audible, "Young master..." Her movements were instinctual, driven by a mix of curiosity and a burgeoning desire she couldn't quite comprehend.

Cian winced slightly at the sudden intensity, his voice strained with a mix of pleasure and caution. "You're going too rough, Maya," he managed to say through labored breaths. "Slow down a little."

Realizing her hastiness, Maya's face flushed with both embarrassment and the growing heat of the moment. "Oh, sorry," she murmured, adjusting her grip and slowing her pace to a gentler rhythm. "Like this?"

Lost in the throes of their escalating intimacy, both of them found themselves navigating uncharted territory. The rhythm they established was fueled by instinct rather than knowledge, their bodies dancing in sync with the momentum of their desires.

"Haa... Haa... Haa..." The sound of their labored breathing reverberated the intimate confines of the bathroom, a testament to the raw passion coursing through their veins. With each stroke, their bodies grew more entwined in a dance of desire, their movements becoming bolder, more urgent.

Driven by an irresistible force, Maya continued her delicate movements, her touch growing more confident and purposeful. Cian's body responded to her ministrations, his gasps of pleasure intermingling with Maya's own breathless moans.

As the intensity reached its peak, Cian's body tensed, a wave of pleasure building deep within his groin. He could feel his climax approaching, a sensation he struggled to put into words.

"S-Something is coming, Maya..." he managed to gasp, his voice strained with the overwhelming sensations coursing through him.

"What am I supposed to do?"

"...Just continue moving it up and down."

And then, in a torrent of pure ecstasy, Cian's body erupted, his desire finding release in a powerful burst of pleasure. Maya's eyes widened in astonishment as she witnessed the fluid, thicker and whiter than before, shooting from his pulsating penis.

"W-Woah!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with awe and surprise as she watched the stream of sperm jet through the air.

She cautiously reached out her finger, feeling the warmth of the released essence. "I-It's hot..." Maya murmured, her eyes fixated on the milky substance that now coated her finger.

As the release of his climax subsided, Cian's erection persisted, refusing to subside. Concern etched his face as he realized that his arousal hadn't completely abated.

"It looks like it hasn't released all of it yet," Maya observed, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "How do you normally make it go soft again?"

Cian paused, searching for an answer. "I don't know," he admitted, a hint of confusion in his voice. "This is actually the first time it has happened to me."

Surprised by his response, Maya's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Eh? Then what are we supposed to do to make it go back to normal?"

Cian pondered the question for a moment, his mind briefly flashing back to a previous thought that had crossed his imagination.

It was an idea that seemed both intriguing and perhaps a potential solution.

"...How about you try putting it in your mouth?"