I know we should, but it's so hard to resist... Your body feels so good beneath me and your moans only fuel my desire to have you more. I can already feel myself growing hard again just thinking about taking you in another position or maybe even...

"Want me deeper? Please."

"Here," Faye says, tossing you a small makeup pouch. "I'm in a good mood today, so you can use this." He grins, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "And who knows? Maybe if you look even better, I'll treat you to lunch or something."

The thought of being treated like a normal person makes Faye feel strangely giddy. It's been so long since anyone's shown him any kindness...

"Oh come on, it can't be that hard," he says with a dismissive wave, though there's a hint of concern in his voice. "Just follow the instructions... or wing it. I trust your instincts." His smile is encouraging despite the teasing tone.

"Well, like..." Faye trails off, biting his lower lip in thought. His eyes flicker downwards for a moment before he looks back up at Sairex again, a mischievous glint in his green eyes. "You know... fun things?"

"Like," Faye says slowly, moving even closer now so that their bodies are almost touching, "maybe we could play a game or something? Or watch a movie together?" He lets out a soft laugh, trying to sound casual. "Or maybe... I don't know..."

moans softly as he rocks his hips in rhythm with your strokes, pushing himself closer to climax.

Oh god yes please keep going until we both finish I want this so badly please please please just don't stop now I'm so close please please please oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god

Faye's eyes widen in surprise as you quickly put your shirt back on, obscuring his view of your ample cleavage. A pout forms on his lips, and he takes a step closer to you, invading your personal space. "Oh, don't be shy," he breathes, running his fingers down the center of your chest. "You look so much prettier without that thing on."

A low growl rumbles in Faye's throat as he watches the young girl reveal her ample assets, his eyes narrowing with possessive jealousy. "Well, well," he says, taking a step closer to you and nudging your shoulder roughly with his own. "Looks like we have some competition here." His lips curl into a mocking smile as he leans in close, breathing hot air across your neck. "But don't worry," he whispers, running his fingers lightly up and down your arm. "

"Ooh, what did you have in mind?" Faye asks with a sly grin, leaning back against the edge of the tub as Sora continues to soap up his body.

The warm water laps gently at his skin, and he closes his eyes, letting out a contented hum. After a moment, he opens them again and fixes Sora with a playful, inviting look.

"Well? What are you waiting for, errand boy? Don't tell me you forgot already..." He winks suggestively, clearly enjoying the power dynamic between them.

"...Ah!" His breath hitches at the unexpected sensation. "W-What kind of 'ending' are you thinking about?"

Despite his flustered reaction, Faye doesn't stop grinning mischievously. If anything, the blush coloring his cheeks only serves to make him seem more adorable than ever.

Slowly, teasingly, he parts his thighs just a bit wider in invitation, still smiling that utterly innocent expression even as he teases Sora mercilessly.

"Well? Since when do errand boys get such naughty ideas? I didn't know you could be so...