In the courtyard, the entire orphanage has gathered. Chattering filled the area as Marryanne stepped before the group and grinned.
"Please," Marryanne announced, standing under the tree, "all your attention to me." The sunlight, through the leaves, fell like scattered splashes of light on her body.
The chattering stopped as twenty-seven pairs of eyes turned towards her. Some are still talking amongst each other.
"Why did Marry gather us here?"
"Is she planning a prank?"
"Honestly, I miss big sister Marry's silly pranks."
"Wait– didn't she paint big brother Cyrus's hair again haha."
"Ahem." Marryanne cleared her throat as the chatter died down. She smiled after confirming that all their attention is on her. She fixed her hair because this is about to be big and best news, "you all remember how an evil wizard cursed brother Soren and turned him into a monster?"
There was an uproar among the kids.
"That's right." One of the younger ones stomped on the ground in anger.
"Yeah, big bro looked so scary." Yvonne sighed, gripped the edge of her dress.
"Curse that wizard!" One child shouted.
"Wait-" Marryanne silenced with her voice, "we have found someone who can turn big brother Soren back. And he did."
One child raises his hand, "who helped big brother?"
Marryanne's lips curled up into a smirk as her green gaze fixed onto the child who asked this.
"He is…" Marryanne paused for dramatic effect, "Soren's older brother Voren!!" She said as Voren stepped out from the back of the tree.
The children's eyes widened in shock as they stared at someone similar to Soren.
"Big brother Soren is back!"
"Why are his eyes purple though?"
"His shoulders look wider!"
"I am not Soren." Voren chuckled softly, "nine years ago, I left the orphanage and only came back to visit my brother." Half truth and half lie. Voren did leave the orphanage nine years back but he was here because he wanted to take Soren on an adventure he was promised.
"I am Soren." Before the children could start chattering among themselves again, Soren calmly walked towards the tree after announcing himself.
Followed by Cyrus and Aizen.
"Haha big brother Cyrus is pink again."
"Who is the other person following them? He is cute and he is pink too."
"The new person has long ears hehe. Just like the cute dragon from a few days ago."
They stood next to Voren and Marryanne.
Ray and Jay looked at each other and then in front of them at Siren and Voren, "another set of twins?" Jay tilted his head.
"How cool." Ray shrugged.
Voren stepped closer to the gathered children, "whose cuter Soren or me?"
Soren just blankly stared at Voren, "..."
Marryanne blinked, "of course it's brother Soren."
"Yeah brother Soren's cuter."
"Wait– brother Voren is handsome and brother Soren is cute."
Soren looked at the crowd, "..."
Cute?
The kids have gone blind because obviously Cyrus and Aizen are the cuter ones out of Soren and Voren.
"I also have something to say." Soren stepped closer to the crowd of children, "I am leaving the orphanage along with Voren, Cyrus and Aizen."
The courtyard fell silent.
Like everyone has forgotten how to talk or… their words got stuck in their throats.
The silence felt louder than any sound Soren had ever heard in his life.
Then one kid approached Soren and pulled on his trousers legs, "big bro Soren. Are you leaving for good?"
Levi ran up to Cyrus and hugged his leg, "big bro Cyrwas…" he sobbed, "please don't go…" he began sobbing.
Cyrus sighed and picked the four year old up, "you look ugly when you cry." He poked Levi's nose.
"Big sister Marry, please tell big brothers to stay…" one little girl approached Marryanne and held her skirt.
The others started to sob as well.
"Don't leave us, big bro."
"Don't go!"
"Let's all go and hold the gate so big brothers can't go!"
"yeah!!!"
Voren chuckled softly, "you are quite popular with the children here, lil bro."
Soren sighed, patting the child's head who was still grabbing onto his trousers, "yeah, I used to tell them stories, braid their hairs, tell them stories and help them with their powers."
"Cute little idiots." Voren's lips curled upwards affectionately, "I am not coercing your brother Soren." Voren announced, "how would he be able to always put food on the table, to buy clothes for you all, even the cute accessories the girls like… it's not like they are leaving you children forever, you all are too cute for it."
The kids fell silent and so did Soren.
Voren smirked then continued, "Soren, Cyrus, me and Aizen are just gonna go looking for a way to earn money so that you kids may live well… you all would see Soren and Cyrus again soon. We will come to visit."
Even Levi in Cyrus' arms stopped crying.
The children stared at Voren.
Yvonne curled her hair on her pointer finger, "I just got called cute by a handsome older brother."
"B- but they are still leaving." The girl clutched Marryanne's skirt harder as her gaze as warm as honey looked at Marryanne's green foresty gaze.
"Sara…" Marryanne ruffled the tiny girl's hair, "do you like my bow?" Marryanne pulled off her white bow from the back of her head
Sara nodded, "it is pretty."
Marryanne putting the white bow beside Sara's hair, "if brothers go to work they could have more money enough to buy you a whole set of bows."
Sara touched her bow and nodded, "I see…" she backed off.
Marryanne pulled out her white handkerchief from her skirt pocket then turned and calmly threw it at Voren.
Voren couldn't dodge in time and the handkerchief now rested on his head, "what was that for?" He genuinely sounded confused.
Marryanne's brows ceased, "what kind of master are you?!" She scolded, "you are gonna leave your cute disciple behind."
Voren huffed, taking the handkerchief off of his head, "well… you wanna go?"
Marryanne huffed annoyed, "well obviously!"
Soren tried to intervene, "but she is still a child."
Voren raised a hand to stop Soren, "shh," he shushed, "I travelled when I was ten after an intense training from sister Arianna…" he smirked, "a little training and this little girl is ready to go with us."
Soren sighed, "fine…" he looked at Marryanne and smiled, "even if we say no, she would sneak into a carriage anyway."
Cyrus sighed, "she would do that." He shifted Levi's weight in his arms.
Aizen cooed, "can I please hold him." He poked Levi's chubby cheeks.
"Sure," Cyrus carefully handed Levi to Aizen.
Aizen felt the warmth of Levi's tiny body on him and let out a sigh of pure bliss.
"They already clarified that they are not leaving forever" Aaron's voice was loud enough so that the whole yard of children could hear, "so, let's not make things difficult for them and spend some time with them before they leave."
The children seemed to agree as they gathered around the five of them.
One pulling Soren away to play.
One asking Aizen questions.
And one even approached Cyrus.
Yvonne, Maelis and Sara pull Marryanne away to play.
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"You really are his twin?" Ray approached Voren who was trying and failing to braid a little girl's hair.
"Mm-hm." Voren replied as he twisted the little girl's hair then set it up with a tiny bow. It looked messy just like a crow's nest. Even with the messy braid the girl thanked Voren and ran off to play tag with the other kids.
"What version of Soren are you?" Ray scrutinised crossing both his arms over his chest.
"The more handsome one." Voren replied. Then he asked, grinning, "what version of Jay are you?"
Ray looked proud then smirked, "The cuter one." Flipping his silver hair back. His golden eyes scanned Voren, "you know us?"
"Marry told me about you two."
Ray sighed, "big sister Marry told you about us… she made it into a dramatic story, didn't she?"
"Yes, she did." Voren chuckled.
Maelis sighed, "you really are leaving too, Big sis Marry?"
Marryanne nodded, "that's right."
"Can we come with you too?" Sara mumbled
Marryanne sighed, "... do you three want to carry really heavy bags?"
The three girls shook their heads.
"Then how can you come," Marry patted Maelis' head, "I am gonna carry bags and fears all the time." She lied smoothly, "you think you could do the same?"
"No…" Sara sighed, "bags are too heavy for me."
Yvonne stretched, "when you visit make sure to bring us souvenirs."
Marryanne nodded.
At the other side of the courtyard. Five kids were sticking to Soren, "is this really necessary?" Exhaustion could be heard from Soren's voice.
"Yes." one kid who is stuck to Soren's right leg said.
"Very necessary." The other kids on Soren's left leg declared with clarity.
"Yep." kids who were trying to use Soren's arm as a swinging rope said.
"Hehe, big brother Soren's waist is so delicate." The one wrapped around Soren's waist declared hugging the waist tighter.
Soren sighed at the kid who was clutching his waist. He did not mind comments from kids because he knows that kids don't mean to sound creepy and kids say weird things all the time anyway.
But…
Soren could feel that same murderous glare on him. He looked up. Cyrus was glaring at him–not really at him–but the kid who was clutching his waist. He glared as if the child had touched something sacred to him.
The kids have been on Soren all day in the past but he had never sensed Cyrus' murderous gaze before he had slept with him.
Then again Cyrus had been acting strange ever since he and Soren had gotten intimate. He had been blushing more around Soren when he thought Soren wasn't looking.
"Hey you!" Cyrus pointed at the kid holding Soren's waist, "what do you think you are doing?"
Great. Soren thought. There he goes again picking fights with kids half his age. And here I thought he had changed.
The kid holding Soren's waist peaks at Cyrus, "hugging brother Soren's." He replied innocently.
"I can see that." Cyrus scoffed.
"Sunshine," Soren sighed, "can you not pick fights today…"
Cyrus ignored Soren, "don't you see how weak he looks now… the reversion back to human had taken a toll on him," he scolded lightly, "do you want Soren to snap in half?"
All the children shook their heads in a unison of "no."
Then they looked at Soren's face and sure enough there were dark circles under Soren's eyes and his gentle smile seemed distant.
Soren felt the weight of the children gradually getting lighter as the children let go of Soren.
"We are sorry." The kid who was using one of Soren's arms as a swinging rope.
"Sorry." The kid who was on his leg.
"It's okay." Soren smiled, "I will tell stories to you all later, kay."
The kids nodded and then ran off to play somewhere. Cyrus watched them go with a barely there victorious smirk.
"Did I see jealousy, Sunshine." Soren moved his head near Cyrus' ear, smirking.
Cyrus flinched, "w- what no." He lied, "why would I be jealous anyway… I said that because your waist really did look fragile."
Soren's smirk widened, "then," his voice dropped to a dangerous whisper, "why don't I show you who is more fragile, me or you."
Cyrus caught the innuendo in Soren's voice. Heat rose to his neck and face turning the tips of his ears pink, "w- what do you mean by that?!" Cyrus stammered.
"You will see," Cyrus could hear the smirk in Soren's teasing voice, "tonight… on the bed where we had our first time…" with that Soren pulled away and left.
Cyrus watched Soren's retreating back as a gust of cold air fluttered his pink wavy hair. Something unreadable flickered in those mismatched green-red eyes. Then a burst of rage exploded in his head.
WHY IS THIS DAMN CROW SO STRAIGHTFORWARD!!!!!????
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"Lord," Soren sat down at the cafeteria table, "it was hard to get the kids to sleep."
The moonlight paled through the window pagne in all its silver glory. A single candle flickered an orange glow around it's surrounding area.
Voren chuckled, "yeah," he rested his cheek against his palm with his elbow against the wooden table, "they thought that we were gonna disappear soon."
Fallon looked around the table, "where is big brother Cyrus and Aizen?"
"big brother Cyrus is scrubbing the pink dye off of his head." Aaron replied, "and Aizen is with Marryanne."
"She is not asleep yet?" Soren leaned back on his chair, "probably planning something evil with him."
Voren crossed his arms over his chest like a proud master.
"Why are we here again?" Fallon asked, looking at the three people.
"No reason," Soren explained, "just wanted to see you two before we go."
Aaron waved his hand, "Don't be," he pulled out the black leather pouch, "the pouch big brother Voren gave us has way more use that just transferring money."
Fallon nodded, "we can write to each other and send food."
Soren grinned, "convenient."
Voren looked at his brother, "you don't seem to be shocked?"
"Big brother," Soren glanced at him without turning his head, "I have seen kids falling ill all at once, a creepy wizard, me turning into something else… After all these I don't think anything will shake my core anymore."
Aaron sighed, "well… that's something." He looked at Voren, "brother, did any of the kids talk to you today?"
Voren nodded, "several." he opened his arms dramatically, "one little girl asked me to braid her pretty hair…"
"Oh," Soren looked at Voren with judgement, "That was you, no wonder I had to re-braid her hair. It looked like a crow's nest."
Voren rolled his eyes, "it looked wonderful."
Soren scoffed. It's no use arguing with someone who thinks like a certain green haired girl called Marryanne.
Even the prankster queen got out-pranked by him.
"Whose gonna cook after we leave?" Soren asked, deciding to ignore Voren for now.
"Rotation." Aaron said.
"One day me," Fallon grinned, "the other day Aaron." He scratched the back of his neck, "just like when the cook ran away and you were kidnapped."
Voren's eyes widened, "you got kidnapped?" The sarcastic mocking was gone from his voice.
Soren nodded, "not really kidnapped because I was the one who followed a suspicious person into a cave and he kinda held me there–"
A crack sound rang out.
Soren glanced at Voren's hand. His knuckles had turned white and the edge of the wooden table he was clutching now had a deep crack bedded in it.
"Voren–" Soren gets cut off by Voren.
"Who? Did he hurt you?" His voice was dangerously low and calm.
"Big brother, please don't break the table. I will tell you." Soren put his palm over his hand.
Voren looked calm on the surface if not for his dangerous voice and the cracked edge of the table. He would have fooled them all.
Aaron and Fallon shared a glance then at the cracked table.
How strong is this guy?!?!?!
The three of them, Aaron, Fallon and Soren examined everything that had happened and how and when and by who he was taken by.
Voren's face seemed calm yet Soren could see a small flicker of something that quickly passed in his eyes and the way his knuckles seemed to turn white. If he had longer nails or his claws from transformation. His palms would surely bleed.
"Elias…" Voren spat out the name as if it was the most venomous thing in the world, "first Aizen… then matron Nell and then… my little brother."
"Aizen?" Soren's eyes widened, "did Elias do something to him too?"
Voren laughed out a bitter chuckle, "Aizen had run away from his village at nine years old when Elias had harmed him." He scoffed, "Aizen survived on the streets for six months."
Soren's eyes widened, "that's– I'm sorry."
Voren sighed, he felt his anger subsiding, "why are you apologising? You didn't hurt him. Elias did."
Aaron sighed, "even the dragon and elf had told us about Elias."
"Sirius and Arzel?" Voren tilted his head.
Fallon nodded his head, "you know them?"
Voren nodded, "I have met them before."
"Anyway it's time to go to bed," Soren stood up after seeing that the atmosphere had been changed into gloomy, "I have to wake up tomorrow to cook anyway."
"I will help you with that." Voren also stood up, "I will return to my cave then."
Soren had already left.
"Hold up." Aaron stopped Voren, "you are not sleeping in a cave."
Voren smiled, "That's cute, but with the amount of kids in here, I don't think there's enough room."
"Take our room." Fallon suggested, "we do have a few works in the infirmary. We could sleep there."
"Are you sure?" Voren tilted his head and locked up an eyebrow.
Aaron nodded, "yeah."
Voren sighed, "you kids should be going to bed." He patted both of their shoulders, "don't wake up too late, go to bed soon."
With that Voren went out.
So did the candle.
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Soren slowly opened the door to his bedroom. The door opened witg a noisy creak.
"You are back…" Cyrus said, not looking back at Soren. His hair was a mess but thankfully the dye Marryanne used was not strong.
So he managed to turn his hair blonde again. Standing near the window looking out at the night sky outside the window. He doesn't look at Soren.
"I am back…" Soren replied, stepping near to the window beside Cyrus, "you took the hair dye off?"
Cyrus scoffed, "The pink made me look ridiculous."
"It made you look cute." Soren chuckled, "like a cute little gir–"
"Don't finish that sentence." Cyrus growled, "that is worse than being called a pink ribbon."
"Alright," Soren held up his hands in mock surrender, "I won't."
Cyrus glanced at him though not fully, "you better not."
Soren smirked, stepping more clise to her until there's only one step away for their bodies to collide with each other, "but…" Soren's voice came out in a slow whisper, "I did say that I would show you, whose more fragile."
Cyrus' ear tips turned pink and a deliberate slow blush spread on his cheeks, "what are you saying…?" He looked down.
"I am saying that," Soren went behind Cyrus. Arms wrapping around his torso. Chest pressed against his back, "I want to take you tonight."
Cyrus's breath hitched as Soren's warmth enveloped him. He felt like a warm blanket on a cold winter day. The only problem is that the blanket is thin and flirts a lot, "take me where?" His hands instinctively comes up to rest against Soren's on his body.
Soren's smirk widened, "so you know about brothels… sex… but not the child friendly way to address it?"
If Soren could look at Cyrus' face. He would think that Cyrus had transformed into a tomato from how red his face looked.
"W- What are you saying?" Cyrus stammered yet no attempts were made to push Soren back.
"I am saying that I want to claim you." Soren sighed, "you are not a possession… you are a treasure."
Cyrus's voice got caught in his throat as he felt Soren's hand moving upwards then resting on his chest.
Seeing this Cyrus swallowed hard.
"Didn't you already claim me…" it wasn't a question but a quiet confession.
Soren smirked, "I did… but who says I can't do it again." His other hand slips under Cyrus's shirt while one hand stays pressed against his chest.
Cyrus gasped, tilting his head back and squeezing his eyes shut, "ah…" his head rested on Soren's shoulder, "you are getting more bold as the days passes."
Soren chuckled, "wasn't I always bold, Sunshine?"
Cyrus quilted down. He didn't speak. Because that's true. Soren had always been a bold, teasing, cocky bastard. Also because he felt it.
Pressed against his backside.
If Cyrus's face could get more red than it already is. His face feels heated, "bastard," Soren only smiled hearing Cyrus.
"You are hard." Cyrus didn't have to look down to confirm his suspicions.
Soren grinned, "I am…"
Cyrus scoffed, "smug bastard." Cyrus freed himself from Soren's grasp and got down to his knees.
Soren cocked an eyebrow up, amused, "what are you doing, Sunshine?"
"That day," Cyrus pushes his hair away from his face, "you initiated it. It's my turn to start it."
Soren's lips parted in quiet amusement. He didn't deny Cyrus's words, "so… you want to unbuckle my belt or do you want me to do it?"
Cyrus looks away, "you do it."
Soren grinned, unbuckling his belt. The belt fell on the ground with a cold clink.
He whipped it out.
Cyrus' eyes widened. Back when Soren was in monster form. His cock was bigger than it is now. But what shocked Cyrus was that it still looks big. How does Soren keep it in his pants!
Soren got rid of his trousers fully, "Open your mouth sunshine." Soren ordered, yet his tone remained kind.
Cyrus swallowed a lump. Soren looks bigger than the one he had seen in his dreams. He opened his mouth.
Soren's lips slightly parted as he glanced down at the obedient younger boy on his knees with his mouth open.
Soren's voice came out as a low whisper, "good boy." Soren slowly and gently pushed his cock into Cyrus's welcoming mouth.
Soren's breathing got heavier as Cyrus started to move his head up and down on Soren's cock, "mn" a sharp whimper left Soren's throat.
Cyrus didn't look up. If he did then he would not be able to stop himself from staring rather he kept slurping on Soren's cock. His cheeks hollowed as he sucked.
"Fuck…" Soren gasped as Cyrus licked the salty bead of pre-cumin that had appeared on the head of the cock, "mmph!" He gasped as he went back to continue the suction.
"That's it, baby…" Soren breathed heavier, it had gotten sharper as time passed while Cyrus was pushing him to the edge with his mouth, "just like that, Sunshine."
Soft sounds and whimper escaped from Soren's lips but didn't move, didn't guide Cyrus's head because he knew that Cyrus needed to adjust to Soren's length.
"So..." Cyrus's little moan was muffled by Soren's cock, "ren…" yet he managed to say Soren's name.
"Oh fuck…" a groan escaped Soren's parted lips, "you are doing good, Sunshine."
Cyrus finally looked at Soren. His eyes filled with desire and a fire that cannot be extinguished no matter how much Cyrus sucked. But Cyrus's jaw was starting to hurt as he had been pushing Soren to the edge little by little.
"Sunshine," Soren's voice got caught in his throat, "I am so close."
Cyrus smirked against Soren's cock then he took him deeper, gagging and coughing as he felt Soren's cock inside his throat.
"Ahh!" A strangled cry ripped out of Soren's throat.
He felt his orgasm take him. Ropes of white liquid sprayed down Cyrus' throat filling his stomach. Cyrus gasped and coughed but he sucked until nothing more could come out of Soren.
He pulled out coughing. A trickle of cum rolled down from Cyrus' lips.
"Sunshine…" Soren sighed, his voice coming out raspy.
"Soren…" Cyrus looked up with teary eyes. Vulnerability flashing in those mismatched gaze.
Soren gently smiled and stopped down on the ground as well, "look at you… so beautiful…" his thumb wiped off the cum off of Cyrus' lips.
Cyrus looked away, blushing, "horny pervert." He muttered under his breath. Then he saw Soren taking the thumb he used to wipe the trickle of cum off of Cyrus's corner of the mouth.
Soren smirked as he licked his thumb as if he had tasted the best thing in the world, "I guess I am a horny pervert…," Soren paused reaching out to touch Cyrus' face and traced his lips with the same thumb, "but I am your horny pervert."
After that Soren didn't let Cyrus speak. He leaned in and captured his lips in a kiss.
Cyrus's eyes widened as he tried to dominate the kiss, using teeth and tongue yet Soren's tongue passed Cyrus's. His tongue brushed against Cyrus's.
"Mmph…" Cyrus's little sound vibrated on Soren's lips.
Soren's lips pulled into a smirk against Cyrus' lips as he explored Cyrus' mouth as if he was in an exploration for a quest.
They pulled out. Both of them breathing heavier.
They both stared at each other for a few seconds.
Suddenly Soren bursted into laughter.
Cyrus huffed, annoyed, he asked, "what are you laughing about?"
Soren placed his palms firmly against Cyrus's shoulder and leaned down to rest his forehead against Cyrus's shoulder, "nothing…" he murmured after he stopped laughing, "it's just… I still can't comprehend that I had a twin all this time and half of my memories with him were erased… and of course there's the fact that I have been told that I'm a prince."
Cyrus hummed. One hand reached behind Soren's back as he caressed him quietly. He didn't talk, didn't need to.
Minutes later Cyrus' back pressed against his bed. The same bed where they had their first time and maybe their last in this bed, then they have to prepare to leave.
Neck covered in purple-black bruises made by Soren's mouth. Lips swollen and parted.
Clothes forgotten on the cold wooden ground. Raspy breathing filled the room. The smell of sweat and musk floated through the air.
Soren leaned down and captured one of the buds on Cyrus's chest. Sucking on it gently yet it made Cyrus gasp and groan.
"Pervert…" Cyrus coughed out a choked moan as Soren sucked his chest with intensity.
Soren's tongue lapped around the tiny pale pink bud. As he smirked up at Cyrus, "but you like it." He kissed the curve of Cyrus's chest.
Cyrus grumbled because it is true. He does like it. He hates the thought that would have to hide his neck from the others tomorrow.
It makes him want to hit Soren with a pillow.
"That's it, baby…" Soren smiled down at Cyrus, "you look so beautiful… under me like this."
"Stop talking nonsense," Cyrus wrapped his arms around Soren's neck, "and just put it in me already."
"Impatient much…" Soren leaned now and placed a quick kiss on Cyrus' lip then slowly inserting himself in Cyrus' entrance.
Cyrus gasped as he struggled to adjust to the size. His walls convulsed against Soren's length.
"Too big for you?" Soren gently nipped on Cyrus's collarbone.
"No…" Cyrus denied yet his heavy breathing said otherwise. Even after the first time Cyrus couldn't adjust to the size…
Soren did not need to be turned into an eldritch creature to be great in size. Human Soren is big enough for Cyrus's hole.
"Move." Cyrus squeezed his eyes shut.
Soren moved his hips, grunting each time. He gets completely buried inside Cyrus.
"Shit-" Soren grunted, "you are tighter than I remember, Sunshine…"
Cyrus breathed heavily, legs open enough for Soren to be stuffed in him. His own cock forgotten on top of his abdomen leaking precum, "stop talking and keep moving." His breathing rasped.
Soren gritted his teeth as he kept his hips moving in and out. He felt his orgasm creeping up again.
"Cy… I'm close… again…"
Cyrus's chest heaved up and down, "what are you…" he breathed in and breathed out, "waiting for… fill me up… fuck…"
"Fuck," Soren's hips still kept moving, "you want that, baby?"
Cyrus squeezed his eyes tightly shut as he nodded his head.
That was all the confirmation Soren needed. With a final thrust he emptied himself inside of Cyrus. Breathing hard and still buried inside Cyrus until he feels his testicles get lighter.
Soren looked at Cyrus, "good job, baby…" his shoulders heaved along with his chest, "you did good… my little Sunshine."
Soren got himself out of Cyrus. Then looked at Cyrus in his eyes.
"Let me help you reach your climax first." Before reaching Soren looked down at Cyrus, "do you want me to do that?"
Cyrus didn't speak, he just nodded.
Getting the confirmation, Soren reached down on Cyrus's stomach grabbing his untouched cock.
"Ah-" A gasp escaped Cyrus's throat and he felt himself be wrapped around Soren's warm palm.
"Yes…" Soren's voice came in a breathy whisper. His palms moved up and down Cyrus' cock, "you feel so hard… just from me taking you again."
"Shut…" Cyrus huffed, "...up"
A grin stretched on Soren's face, "what if one day I let you take me," his grin turned mischievous as he tugged on Cyrus's cock more sharply, "heh. Forget it… knowing how sensitive you are. Do you actually think you could take me?"
"Fuck off!!" Cyrus jerked and gasped. Dangerously close to his release.
Soren just chuckled, "are you sensitive here, baby?" Soren's thumb rubbed against the head of his shaft.
Cyrus took a sharp intake of breath as Soren touched his sensitive spot, "n- no." He lied through his teeth. His eyes filled with unshed tears with uneven breathing.
Soren didn't look into Cyrus's eyes. Because he knows that if he looked then that would make him soft again. Instead he focused on tugging Cyrus' cock, "I can feel it baby…" Soren whispered, "you are close, my little sunshine."
Cyrus squeezed his eyes shut and with a moan, his orgasm shoots out in lewd white ropes. His chest heaved as Soren jerked it through the orgasm.
He finally let go and it fell back on Cyrus's stomach.
For a moment the only sounds in the room were their entangled breaths.
Cyrus looked at Soren, chest still riding and falling, "I love you…" managing to mutter through the intense adrenaline built up inside him.
Soren paused, then he looked down and smiled gently, not a teasing smirk but a gentle, genuine smile as he replied, "I love you too…"
Soren leaned in and kissed Cyrus's forehead "My sweetheart."
Soren puts on his trousers, not bothering with his shirt.
"Where are you going?" Cyrus asked, voice still raspy.
"I am going to get water to clean you up." Soren replied walking over to the bed then gently placing a kiss on top of Cyrus's head.
Then without another word. He went out of the room. He began walking to the bathroom where he would take baths. Soren has never used the community bathroom behind the orphanage.
Soren reached the door of the bathroom. Before he could twist it open. He felt another hand on him.
"Soren?" It was a familiar voice that made Soren's head turn.
There he stood with a face similar to his. Yet his longer hair was a mess and his neck was marred with love marks.
"Big brother?" Soren's eyes widened, seeing his brother like that then he chuckled, "you too?"
Voren smiled, "yeah me too." He looked Soren up and down, "seems like you had a great time tonight."
Soren scoffed at the scrutinising gaze, "so did you… you look like you had wrestled with whomever room you were staying in."
Voren chuckled, "and you look like you have been in a fight with a milk bottle… though I wonder if the white stuff on you is not really milk."
Soren's face flushed, "you are too observing." Soren opened the bathroom door anyway, "I was here to wash myself and to wash Sunshine."
"What a coincidence," Voren grinned, "I'm here for the same reason… just that my Moonlight needs more than just cleaning."
Soren's eyes widened, "what did you do to poor Aizen?!"
"Hehe." Voren entered after Soren, "there was a lot of biting and binding used."
Soren sighed, "so both of our lovers can't walk tomorrow."
"I guess so."
There was a moment of silence only filled with the sound of water filling in.
"Hey, Soren." Voren called as he completed filling up two buckets of water.
"Yes."
"Bow ties looked good on you," Voren commented, "why don't you wear them anymore?"
Soren was startled by the question. He used to tie everything into a bow tie but after the Elias incident, the transformation and everything Soren had forgotten about the bow tie.
"I will wear it tomorrow." He avoided the question yet that made Voren smile gently.
"Anything looks good on you."
"Is it because we share the same face?" Soren scoffed.
"Partly yeah." Voren leaned against the bathroom wall.
"You are annoying." Soren said affectionately, "Do you want to help me cook tomorrow?"
"Hell yeah!"
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A week later.
Fallon ran. Just ran from the infirmary to the gates where the kids were gathered around holding a cloth-wrapped box in his hands.
"Do you have the other pouch?" Voren asked Aaron and Aaron nodded in response.
Fallon finally made it to stand beside Aaron.
"Big brother Soren, brother Voren, Marryanne…" Fallon took a deep breath in, "big brother Cyrus and Aizen."
"What is it, Fall?" Soren, who was answering some of the children's questions, turned and asked Fallon.
Fallon handed the wrapped box into Voren's hands, "here." He huffed as if he had run a great mile and not just ten meters from the infirmary to the gates, "it has some herbal medicines, some food for on the way and some things that might come in handy."
Voren, Cyrus, Soren and Aizen looked at the box and turned towards Fallon and Aaron.
"Thank you." Aizen said with a beaming smile on his face.
"You two have worked hard." Soren commented.
"How thoughtful." Voren grinned examining the box.
"It's nice…" Cyrus begrudgingly admitted.
They began chatting with each other.
Meanwhile Marryanne on the other side of the gate patted Maelis' head, "we will visit and we will bring bows for you three." She grinned as she retracted her hand.
"Sis Marry!!!" Yvonne squeezed out through the crowd of children to stick to Marryanne with her tiny arms wrapped around Marryanne's body.
It caught Marryanne off guard but she patted the seven year oldest back.
"When you come back please introduce me to some handsome older brothers you meet," then she whispered loudly to Marryanne's ears, "but make sure they are not mean like big brother Cyrus-"
"I heard that!!!" Cyrus growled.
Yvonne stuck out her tongue, still holding Marryanne.
"This brat-" a vein popped in Cyrus's jaw.
Soren put a hand on Cyrus's shoulder, "Sunshine," he gently smiled, "not now, we are leaving."
Cyrus sighed, "fine…" he turned to Soren, "I will not pick fights today."
Soren leaned into Cyrus's ear, "good boy."
Cyrus's face flushed and Soren just calmly continued to talk with Fallon and Aaron.
The kids exploded.
"Why is big brother Cyrus's face so red?"
"What did big bro Soren whisper in his ear?"
"They really are married. Confirmed."
Cyrus snapped, "s-shut up all of you." But that made the kids babble more.
Cyrus sighed. This will turn into another marriage rumour but strangely Cyrus does not mind it anymore. So he kept quiet. He kind of likes the marriage rumours now.
Soren chuckled, "come on Sunshine." Soren took Cyrus's hand as both of them followed Voren and Aizen. And Marryanne who apparently has gone first than anyone after enthusiastically waving at the kids in the back.
Soren looked back at the orphanage. He smiled as he saw the kids raising their hands waving with a chorus of
"Bye, big brothers and Marryanne!!!"
Soren and the others stopped and turned back completely. Raising their hands and waving back.
"Bye cute little idiots!" Voren shouted.
"Ray, Jay," Marryanne yelled, waving her hand, "stop crying, you both look ugly when you cry."
Ray and Jay waved with teary eyes, "Bye sis Marry. We will make sure to continue your legacy to prank the entire orphanage."
"I will count on you two!" Marryanne shouted back.
"Big bro Cyrus!" Yvonne screamed, "make sure not to get angry often, it will give you wrinkles too soon."
Cyrus huffed and looked away but secretly a smile bloomed on his face. Something in his chest clenched.
"Bye kids!" Soren waved more enthusiastically.
He looked at each one of their faces for the very last time in some time. He knows that he will see them all soon again and with the pouch… They can communicate with each other as well.
Soren smiled, turning away from the children because if he stared longer he might not be able to leave them. But it's for their good.
He walked with his group in a new environment.
But one thing is certain. The Angel Of Silvergone would be looking for jobs with his lover and brother and his brother's lover and with a small prankster Queen.
For now, it is a goodbye to the orphanage kids.