“Hold on,” typed Kyran, who had become quite sweaty. "If you go on like this, you won’t succeed even after half an hour. Moreover, the mouth of the bottle is rather rough. If it hurts me, it will make things worse."
After Kyran's reminder, Deirdre finally came to her senses.
Kyran had been bedridden. And if something happened to his private parts…
“In that case, what can I do?” Deirdre was rather upset, wondering whether she had to hold it with her hand…
Fortunately, Kyran only asked her to keep the bottle still so that he could move himself with difficulty. He then completed the feat of going to the toilet in an extremely awkward atmosphere.
When Deirdre went to the restroom to wash her hands, she touched her face to realize that her cheek was burning hot. The incident earlier almost short-circuited her brain, and her mind went blank. Following that, she inexplicably thought of the feeling of that thing popping out, and she had to wash her face again to stop herself from thinking nonsense.
She somehow felt glad that she was blind because she thought it would be even more embarrassing if she could see it.
After that, she went back awkwardly. But Kyran didn't say anything, as if he had fallen asleep. Therefore, she lay on the bed and convinced herself to calm down.
Why should she care when Kyran didn’t take it seriously?
In the process, she fell asleep. By the time she woke up, she heard Declan had already opened the door and entered.
Deirdre went to the restroom to freshen herself up. While she was in there, she heard Declan asking Kyran if he wanted to go to the restroom.
“I did.”
“You did?” Declan was quite surprised, "That old fellow of yours, are you willing to let the nurse touch it? Aren’t you always holding it as if it’s precious goods that you even feel disgusted to have I touch it?"
Kyran did not answer.
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