Upon hearing his own voice, Colneth was startled and immediately buried his face in his arm, suppressing any subsequent moans.
Shielded by the surrounding bushes, he was confident that no one had noticed his actions. Colneth boldly increased the pressure of his hand, probing and stimulating at his intimate area's entrance.
The desire was overwhelming, but with the fabric of his pants in the way, he couldn't penetrate inside, so he settled for stimulating himself through the fabric. His fingers moved in circles on the outside, and with his intense actions, the semen he had held inside spilled out, completely soaking his pants. Colneth tightened his legs together.
However, as they were still in the midst of training, Colneth refrained from indulging too much. He merely relieved the itch briefly and quickly withdrew his hand. Perhaps due to feeling guilty, Colneth instinctively glanced backward and indeed found Dalgliesh not too far away, staring at him.
