Ansel was unwilling to admit it to himself, but he enjoyed the feeling of gliding his hands over the firm tempered body of the knight.
Looking at the other knight, Ansel was not so appalled at the mess of dirt and blood as he had been earlier. Rather, he was eagerly expectant, but he suppressed his excitement.
Moving to start cleaning the larger of the two knights, Ansel noticed the man was almost a head and a half taller than he was.
This time, Ansel first started with wiping away the dirt on the knight's face first. Each swipe revealed a luster of a light tan. Like the other knight, this man's skin was also rough from the harsh training he endured in the sun.
However, somehow his tan was lighter and glowed more vibrantly than his fellow colleague. Ansel thought the man was probably well fed and ate well, which contributed to his healthy glow.
Only partially removing the grime revealed an unworldly good-looking man. If anything, the blemish of lingering dirt only further added to his allure. Just his sleeping face gave off seductive pheromones.
After completely cleaning the knight's face, Ansel saw the most handsome man he had ever come across.
Chiseled in all the right places, the man's face had the perfect proportions. Ansel was entranced by the knight's manliness. He gazed at the man's large closed eyes set upon the high bridge of his straight nose. Glancing down the man's nose to his soft tender lips and then his strong jawline, Ansel swallowed his sudden thirst for the man.
"Focus. Focus. Focus." Ansel repeated. He proceeded to remove the pieces of armor. This time he was prepared to clean the man's large feet as he took in a large breath and moved quickly to rid the stench seeping into his home.
Taking off all the armor, Ansel brazenly began to take everything else off. As he saw the knight's bare torso, Ansel was struck dumb.
"This was not the body of a man, but a god." If Ansel had left his mouth open, he would have drooled.
The knight was not bulky like his peer cleaned earlier. His muscles were large but compact. It was as if every muscle fiber was trained to a high degree of finesse.
Ansel could not help but be attracted to the tantalizing physique, but he pushed forward to completely undressing the man before cleaning.
Covering his eyes, Ansel unbuttoned the knight's trousers. He didn't want to be immediately surprised by anything hanging below the belt. Peeking through his fingers, he was somewhat disappointed as this knight did wear underwear.
But, he didn't care so much and took the trousers completely off first. Holding one of the man's legs to pull off his trousers, Ansel felt how dense and powerful the knight's legs were.
There was one last piece before Ansel could begin a full scrub down.
Reaching over the knight's V line muscle of his lower stomach, Ansel went around behind right above a pair of plump buttocks. He slowly pulled down the man's boxers from behind revealing everything in its glory.
A hard swallow could be heard in the room.
This guy was bigger down below than the last knight. Even soft, it was already somewhat of a monster. The gods were gracious with the man as they endowed him more favor down below.
Ansel ignored the elephant in the room. Though he took the offhanded glance.
Doing a thorough job, he scrubbed off all the dirt. Working slowly, he started on the chest and back then to the buttocks and legs. Saving the best for last, Ansel looked up to the ceiling before cleaning the sensitive area.
Ansel's eyes widened.
His cleaning was disturbed, and he froze mid-wash.
Looking at the knight, the man showed no semblance of waking up or being awake. However, something else was awake below, reacting to Ansel's thorough cleaning.
It was slowly rising.
Ansel took his hand back with a sudden jolt. He recalled joking to Gin about never seeing such a big one, but now his words came back to bite him.
Ansel was in awe and in fear.
Ansel immediately gave up cleaning and threw his thick blanket over the man to cover everything up. The night already turned into early morning, and Ansel didn't need anything more surprises.
"How was that even possible?!" Ansel whispered in disbelief. His mind was reeling trying to explain the impossible.
"Nota's root. That's got to be it! But I just sold it, this guy was already in the Alcove forest…" Ansel wouldn't believe the man's monster was all natural.
"Could he have found one before? Even then the root didn't show anything that miraculous…" Ansel knew as he had already tried Nota's root.
Recalling all the perfect parts of the body of a god, lust seeped into his mind, and Ansel realized he was aroused. Leaving the knight covered on the floor, Ansel ran to the door to get outside and cool his lower half.
It was late, but no matter how he tried to distract himself his arousal didn't go away.
"Should have found a partner in town…" Ansel sighed but he took care of his needs himself using his memories of the perfect body.