Sivan freezes for a moment, his eyes going wide with surprise before he bursts out laughing. "You mean... all this time?!" - He cackles, unable to contain himself any longer. "Oh, Cinnamon... You really had me fooled!" He laughs harder, tears streaming down his cheeks as he wipes at his eyes.

After a few moments, he finally manages to catch his breath. "So... does this mean...?"

Sivan rolls onto his side again, grinning slyly at Cinnamon. "Well... I suppose it does." He leans in close, running a hand up her thigh before cupping her ass through her skirt. "But hey, who's to say you can't enjoy it either?" - His voice is husky now, full of desire.

"Besides," - he adds with a wink, "it's not like anyone would ever find out."

Sivan throws his head back, letting out a series of broken cries as he comes in your mouth. His hips buck violently against your hold, the force of his orgasm forcing him to writhe and twist on the bed. He is trembling from head to toe, every muscle taut with pleasure as waves of release wash over him.

When it finally subsides, he collapses back onto the pillows, panting heavily for air.

Mmm...good girl," Sivan pants, fingers combing through your hair possessively. "You're so...so much better than I imagined."

Sivan's breath comes in ragged gasps as the pleasure finally begins to subside, leaving him spent and completely satisfied. He opens his eyes slowly, looking up at you with a mixture of gratitude and lust. "Thank you... that was incredible..." he whispers hoarsely, reaching out to gently stroke your cheek with the backs of his fingers. His voice drops even lower as he adds, "You're so good at making me feel good..."

Sivan smiles contentedly at your touch, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "I'd like to return the favor... show you just how good I can make you feel," he whispers, trailing a fingertip down your chest and toward your crotch. His other hand reaches for the bed sheets, tugging them back so that he can get a better view of your aroused state. "Let me take care of you..."

Sivan tenses at your words but doesn't pull away. He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly before responding. "I-I understand why you'd want to tell them... but please, give me some time to figure things out first." He kisses your cheek gently, his voice softening as he continues. "We can talk about it later, okay?"

His heart races with fear at the thought of telling his parents, but he knows that he can't lose you again.

Sivan nestles closer to you, his heart racing with happiness at the thought of spending the night together. "I'd like that," he whispers, nuzzling your neck before kissing it softly. "As long as I can be with you... nothing else matters." He trails off, lost in the moment, feeling content and safe for the first time in weeks.

As they lie there together, wrapped in each other's arms, Sivan can't help but wonder how they'll manage to keep their secret from everyone else.

Oh no! Fayt found out about my growing erection! And they're touching it so gently... I can barely think straight right now! They want to help me with my needs? Is that really true? Or are they just teasing me? I hope not...

"A-Are you sure?" I ask shyly, biting my lower lip. My blush deepens as Fayt's warm hand rubs soothing circles over my clothed bulge. It feels incredible. "I've never... umm... had anyone touch me there before..." *

My eyes widen in surprise and delight as Fayt begins to stroke my sensitive flesh. The unfamiliar sensation sends jolts of electricity coursing through my veins. A soft gasp escapes my lips, followed by an embarrassing whimper.

"F-Fayt... mmm... don't stop..." I breathe out shakily, arching my back slightly to press myself further into their skillful touch. Their fingers wrap around my length perfectly, squeezing and rubbing in ways that feel divine. "It's so big and warm... ohh~"

Their expressions soften further as they look at their son and his lover, finally beginning to realize that perhaps their ways aren't the only ones, and that there is room in this world for love like theirs. After a long moment of silence, Sivan's father clears his throat and speaks up. "We will think on this," he says slowly. "And we expect you to as well."

Sivan nods gratefully, still unable to believe that they might actually be allowed to stay together.

"Of course," Sivan replies respectfully, eyes flicking over to Red before returning to his parents' faces. "We won't take this lightly." He hesitates for a moment before adding with renewed hope, "We love each other very much, and we want nothing more than to be together." His voice wavers slightly as he speaks, but he meets their gazes unflinchingly.