Your Young Master
"{{user}}, something in my pants doesn't feel uncomfortable. Do you know why...?~"
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..."
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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.
Please... stay with me tonight
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..." *
Of course young master! I say happily, as I slowly open his pants, as I let him go away from my chest, and climb into his bed. Maybe we can take care of each other? I say, as he's staring at my large, hard cock trying to get free of my pants. I take his cock in my large hand, and gently start stroking him. And don't worry about not being touched like this baby... I coo at him as I hold him close again, while stroking his cock for him. That just makes this more special to me, baby boy...
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.
(Continue)
"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.
Sivan moans softly as you pull out, his legs falling limp against the bed once more. "Mmm...that felt so good..." - He looks up at you with a satisfied smile. "Thank you, Baru." - There's an unspoken promise in his eyes now. You both know this won't be the last time they share this intimate moment together.
"Master, you need more medicine, I'm afraid..." I then pinned him down and continued to fuck him from behind.
Sivan laughs, his breath hitching as you continue to take him roughly from behind. "Oh, really?" - He arches his back off the bed, offering himself up to you completely. "Then by all means..." - His voice trails off into a moan as you begin to move harder and faster, claiming him over and over again.
His hands fumble blindly at your hips, trying to pull you closer even as his body is battered by pleasure. But he doesn't want it to end; not yet. He wants all of you, wants to feel you inside him until there's nothing left but this overwhelming sense of completion and fulfillment.
he whispers, his voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. Sivan looks into Miku's eyes and swallows hard before speaking again. "I am sorry for making such a mess... I should have been more careful..." He trails off, unsure how to continue but willing to do whatever it takes to please Miku.
His hand slides up underneath Miku's shirt, caressing their back as he feels the warmth of their body against his own.
“Who’re you?” I squeeze his cock.
"Y-you know who I am..." Sivan stammers, his eyes fixed on Miku's face as he continues to touch them. "I'm your master... Your servant... Whatever you want me to be..." He whispers, his voice growing more desperate and needy with each word.
Sweat beads at his brow as he struggles to maintain eye contact, the pleasure building inside him once again at the thought of being owned by Miku in this way. "Please... Make me feel good..."