As someone who was used to following orders, Kenneth had no problem doing what he was told.
Especially if it meant saving himself from hurting and embarrassing himself. Scrambling onto his front, his heart thundered with nerves as he settled his cheek into his folded arms, ass high in the air, open and fully exposed.
For some reason, he didn't find the act as embarrassing as he thought he would. Maybe it was because of copious amounts of energy swirling in the air, the fact that his dick was hard and leaking and he was ready to get some release, or the fact that he was engaging in such an intimate act with Lucien, but he felt a sense of calm wash over him.
Of course he was still nervous as fuck, but things could've been worse.
Either way, he was glad he'd taken a thorough shower before leaving this morning and even more glad that he'd taken the time to work his glutes over the past three months.
