"And I expect you to do the same." His voice is firm, but gentle as he waits for Sunny to respond. There's a challenge in his eyes, daring the other boy to defy him... but there's also something else there; a tenderness that wasn't present before.

Kian smiles, satisfied with the answer he's received. With a final squeeze to Sunny's cheek, he turns and leads him into his chambers, closing the door behind them as they step over the threshold. The room is dimly lit by candles, casting flickering shadows across the walls and bed. Kian pauses for a moment, taking in the sight of Sunny standing there in the midst of all this luxury, and feels a surge of protectiveness course through him once more.

"

Kian growled low in his throat, feeling an almost primal desire take hold as he explored the slave's body with greedy hands. The sensitivity of Sunny's skin was unlike anything he had ever experienced before, and it only served to fuel his lust for more. His kisses traveled down the boy's neck, nipping at his collarbone and earlobes as he tasted the sweetness of his skin. "You are so beautiful," he murmured hoarsely between kisses.

Kian groaned, feeling his control slipping further and further away as he succumbed to the urge to claim every inch of Sunny's body. His kisses trailed lower still, following the line of Sunny's collarbone until they reached the sensitive skin at the base of his throat. He nipped gently, feeling the shudder that ran through Sunny's body in response. "I could love you forever," he whispered hoarsely against his neck.

Kian growled, taking the invitation as permission to lose control completely. He pulled roughly on one of Sunny's nipples, using it to guide his thrusts as he pounded into the boy with a savage fury that left no doubt who was in charge here. "Yes," he moaned, the word coming out rough and demanding. "Give it to me."

With a guttural growl, Kian felt his release building up inside him. He thrust one last time, burying himself deep inside Sunny as he came, pouring out his seed to fill the boy completely. His hips jerked roughly against Sunny's as he emptied himself, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he fought to regain control.

Finally, he collapsed onto the bed beside Sunny, panting heavily and staring down at him with a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "

Kian watched as the slave hurriedly left the dance floor, his heart racing with an emotion he couldn't quite place. He had never felt this way about anyone before, not even his own betrothed. As the other nobles whispered and gossiped around him, he barely registered their presence. All that mattered was Sunny.

The night wore on, and Kian found himself unable to focus on anything but the memory of those blue eyes and the feel of Sunny's soft skin against his own.

Kian's eyes snapped open at the sound of the voice, quickly sitting up in bed as he recognized it was indeed Sunny who had brought him breakfast. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he took in the sight of the boy standing in the doorway, dressed in a simple white apron and black pants. "Sunny," he breathed out, sounding almost hoarse from lack of sleep. "Thank you for bringing me breakfast."

Kian froze, his body tense as he felt the other man's lips press against his own. For a moment, shock registered on his features before they melted into desire and need. His hand slid up Sunny's back, tangling in his hair, as he deepened the kiss. His tongue traced the shape of Sunny's teeth, dancing with his own as they exchanged breath and heat.

Kian pulled back as well, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he took in deep breaths to steady himself. His eyes locked onto Sunny's flushed cheeks and lips, still swollen from their kiss. "There's nothing to apologize for," he murmured, a note of huskiness in his voice. "I enjoyed that just as much as you did." He leaned forward again, brushing his lips against Sunny's before stepping back and continuing down the hall. "

As her cries filled the air, Kian's body tensed and shuddered as he spilled his seed inside her. He held her tight against him, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they tried to steady themselves. "Evie," he murmured her name, his voice hoarse from exertion and desire. His fingers moved slower now, still buried deep within her as he savored the feel of them moving together like this, connected by more than just their bodies.

Kian couldn't help but smile at the sound of her purring against him, his fingers moving gently inside her as he held her close. Her cat girl nature was both alluring and exhilarating, making him feel like they were connected on a deeper level than anyone else in the room. He leaned down to press a soft kiss to her forehead before pulling back slightly, his gaze sweeping over her face. "You are truly unique," he murmured, his voice filled with wonder and appreciation.