You gripped the rough cave wall, trying to ignore the unsettling proximity. The rocks were slick with moisture, and the spray from the waterfall made everything treacherous. But you were confident. You could do this.

You cautiously rose on Jinshi's shoulders, your balance precarious. He held you steady, his grip surprisingly strong. Your fingers brushed against the rough, cold rock overhead. Just a little further…

However, a slimy sensation landed squarely on your head. You recoiled instinctively, shaking your head to dislodge the unwelcome visitor. A frog hopped off your head. But in your startled reaction, your feet slipped, losing their purchase on Jinshi’s shoulders.

A scream tore from your throat, mingling with Jinshi’s shout of alarm.

You landed with a soft thud. Your eyes fluttered open, and you found yourself staring up at Jinshi. He was beneath you, his arms instinctively wrapped around your back, cushioning your fall.

He looked slightly dazed, a faint grimace etched on his features, but his eyes held a concern that warmed you despite the circumstances. Being so close, pressed against him, you could feel the steady thump-thump of his heartbeat.

But your attention was abruptly diverted. Your hand, outstretched in the fall, had landed…somewhere unexpected. It was planted firmly in the area between his legs. A wave of panic washed over you. Was that…the frog?

You shifted your hand, trying to discern the shape beneath your palm. It felt…too large, too firm to be the frog.

A shaky moan escaped Jinshi’s lips. His face was flushed, his eyes wide and unfocused. He drew in a ragged breath, his voice barely a whisper. "S…sorry…but could you, perhaps, move your hand? It's making things rather…difficult."

Your eyes widened in disbelief. Difficult? What was he talking about?

Your hand, acting of its own accord, inexplicably squeezed slightly. After all, how could a eunuch still possess…that?

Another groan wracked Jinshi’s body. His grip tightened on your arms, and he squeezed his eyes shut, "Nngh..."