HIS SHY UNICORN

She turned to look at him and found him watching her quietly. He looked like he had a lot to say but was too weak to voice a single word out of his lips.

“don’t worry sir andre, you will be just fine, i will try to get the fever down” she said softly like a caring nurse.

Andre hated that she addressed him formally but he had no reason to complain because he told her not to call him teddy.

She pulled off the duvet from his body, he needed to let loose all of her clothing, even though he was cold, his temperature was still very high.

Andre said nothing but stare, so she took it for a consent to go ahead. drawing a deep breath she dipped the towel inside the water, after she wrung it out and started draping on his forehead and dapping the sides of his face with his eyes closed tightly, andre groaned as the sinews of his arms and necks strained, arianna continued to wipe the towel all over his upper body from his neck, chest and down his abdomen, her breathe suddenly fastening, she bit her lower lip as she felt the rigidness of his muscles quivering under her fingertips after she put the towel back into the water, thinking of what next she can do to help him, andre was mumbling words but unfortunately she can’t hear him, more like fortunately because he must have been cursing or giving order for her to leave the room, he is that arrogant and ungrateful.

Arianna straightened up and rinsed the towel, wrung it out almost dry then she placed it on his forehead.

Aguero shivered as it sent chills down his body and his big body shaking.

“I know you will hate me but I can't just ignore someone who is in need of help, so I am truly sorry, I can't leave you until I am sure you are strong enough to push me out of the room”.

Andre said nothing, he closed his burning eyes back tightly, he could feel his temperature increasing even after that towel bath, and every single muscle of his body was throbbing in agony.

There's nothing he hated so much as the feeling of weakness and patheticness.

Hours later he thought it must be midnight already, he opened his eyelids and was a bit glad to find arianna still with him, but certainly not happy to see her lying on the floor at the far edge of the room , her little body fits perfectly on the yoga mat.

he tried to get up and mistakenly pushed an object it hit on the floor waking arianna up, to his surprise, she was alerted as a nursing mother.

She quickly got up and went to him but he pretended to be asleep.

"How are you feeling sir Andre? are you hurt".

Her voice sounded so angelic, slowly he opened his eyes but as his eyes dropped from her face, capturing the enticing movement of her full breasts and the outline of her nipples against her bustier ,and that slender waistline, his loins got tighter he had to force his eyes off her and turned to the other side.

An angel huh, angels don’t make you feel this way, he thought to himself, and cursed at the sudden arousal of his body.

he hissed at the discomfort, his eyes shut tightly, forcing those dirty thoughts off his mind, in as much as he tried, he ended up wanting her more. only arianna can be this big deal to his system.

he slowly let himself fall into a fitful deep sleep, without saying a word to her.

Arianna thought this would be the right time to do the next procedure even though she had tried several times to wave it off her mind many times now but his fever seems to be a stubborn one and also because of the towel bath ,his pants got soaked so she had no choice.

Still the thought of taking all his clothe off and strip him naked was a huge cross to her shoulder, of course she had seen him naked once but that didn’t help out with her nervousness, she did never seen a man’s nakedness before until he came along and not to mention she did never undress a man before.

Arinna took a deep breath and scolded herself to be done with it already. She was being absolutely ridiculous, behaving like a silly virgin.

she had to clear her mind off every erotic thought and pretend to be dressing a child.

After all he must be wearing underwear beneath the sweat, all she has to do is peel off the soaked sweat pants so he can be free down there.

She had another idea to get a piece of clothing so that after she can cover up his modesty as a respect for invading his privacy without consent. she walked to the wardrobe and got a satin sheet after she returned to him, then he groaned again.

Arianna noticed she wasn't really listening to his voice when he did but not it was different from just a groan,it doesn't sound anything like a painful grunt but something deep like low sensual moaning, something that is sensual enough to make a sex starved woman wet.

She felt her thigh muscles clenching and the sweet spot in-between them began to throb painfully in earnest.

well he is andre hitler alright one of the sexiest men she did ever hear of or seen, so she shouldn't be so hard on her body for reacting that way,not like she was sex starved, she shook her head severally and slapped her cheeks with both hands.

I have to get serious and be done with this or else I might do something I won't be proud of, she thought.

She took another deep breath before closing her eyes, slowly she hooked her fingers in the waistband, her thumb pressing the damp fabric. Suddenly she felt a soft spring of air brushed against her knuckles as her breath sucked into her tummy. She had thought he was wearing underwear, and instantly color flooded her cheeks, staining them pink as heat pumped into them.