Kenny suddenly pulled Zavrion close, holding him tightly, and pressed his lips against his for the very first time.
Zavrion froze in shock, his heart hammering. Was this really happening? His lips parted as he whispered, voice trembling,
"W–What are you doing, Kenny? That… that was my first kiss."
But Kenny didn't let go. His eyes, filled with desperation, pleaded as he murmured,
"My little brother… please help me."
Zavrion swallowed hard, staring at the man in front of him. Slowly, he made Kenny stand before him and asked softly, "If I do this… will you regret it later?"
Kenny shook his head immediately. "No… never."
Zavrion's hesitation melted away. With trembling fingers, he began removing Kenny's clothes piece by piece, pressing kisses over his skin, tracing every inch as if memorizing him. Seeing Kenny's body glisten under the dim light only made Zavrion's breath quicken, his own desire breaking free.
He scooped Kenny into his arms, carrying him to the bed. As the sheets rustled, Zavrion reached for a small bottle of lubricant and carefully prepared him, brushing Kenny's lips with soft kisses to ease his trembling. His fingers moved gently, coaxing sounds of need from Kenny's throat until Kenny, overwhelmed, clutched him tight and whispered,
"Don't tease me anymore… hurry. I need you inside me."
Zavrion's chest burned at those words. He positioned himself, slowly sliding in, but stopped halfway when Kenny gasped.
"Y–Your size… it's so big. Go slower… it hurts, but… it feels good too."
To soothe him, Zavrion kissed the back of Kenny's neck, his hands stroking him tenderly. "I'll be gentle," he promised, and eased forward with patience.
Kenny's moans filled the room, sweet and helpless, as Zavrion's movements grew deeper. For nearly two hours, they lost themselves in each other—Kenny crying out, Zavrion whispering his name over and over until both collapsed in exhaustion.
When Zavrion tried to carry him afterwards, Kenny stubbornly insisted, "I can walk on my own…" But the moment he stood, pain made him falter.
Zavrion chuckled softly, catching him. "Looks like you'll need my help after all."
Kenny glared at him weakly, but his cheeks flushed red.
Then Zavrion leaned close, brushing his lips along Kenny's ear. "Get used to it. From now on, I'll want you every night and day, Kenny."
Kenny rolled his eyes, muttering, "No thanks. I'm going to see the doctor tomorrow."
"Go if you want," Zavrion replied calmly, but his voice carried a fierce warmth. "Just remember—I love you. And I'll marry you one day."
Kenny sighed, heart racing. "You're still just a boy. How can I marry you?"
"Then promise me," Zavrion said firmly, eyes shining, "when I grow up, you'll marry me."
Kenny turned his face away, embarrassed. "Let's talk about it later…"
Zavrion smirked. "Don't think I didn't notice. You enjoyed everything tonight, didn't you?"
Kenny's cheeks burned scarlet. He didn't answer—how could he admit it? In his heart, he whispered silently: Zav… I do love you. But our age gap… it scares me.
Zavrion pinched his chin gently. "What was that? Speak louder."
"Nothing!" Kenny yelped, shoving him away, then hurried into the bathroom to start the shower. But before he could even wash, Zavrion followed him, pressing him against the tiles as water cascaded down their bodies.
"Z–Zav…?" Kenny gasped.
Zavrion grinned wickedly, releasing a wave of his Enigma pheromone that made Kenny's body shiver helplessly. The heat returned, stronger than ever, and under the shower's spray, they kissed, touched, and melted into each other once more.
By the time they emerged, fresh and dressed, Kin and Vixen were already sitting in the living room, talking casually. When Kin saw Kenny, he immediately stood, worry on his face.
"Little Kenny, are you alright now?" he asked, his gaze lingering carefully on Kenny's flushed neck. He leaned in close and whispered in his ear with a teasing smile, "My son… he's quite mischievous, isn't he?"
Kenny's entire face turned crimson.
Kin ruffled his hair gently. "Tomorrow, you're coming with me to the doctor. No excuses."
But before Kenny could answer, Zavrion interjected boldly from behind, "No. He's coming with me tomorrow."
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