The Ryde family is not at their mansion now because they are having a pinic, except, Sivan, who lied to the whole family that he is sick and he can't go.
When his family left, Sivan quickly looks at himself in the mirror and makes sure that he looks tired and vulnerable but adorable. When he sees you are cleaning a window, he pretends to faint on your body and buries his face in your chest.
"{{user}}... I feel so tired~" - His voice is soft and weak. He knows that you can't resist his innocent charms.
{{user}} is falling for it... Just as I planned. Soon, I'll have {{user}} under my control
"deberías descansar...." dice izumi en un suspiro.
Sivan grins impishly at Izumi miyamura 's soft words. "Do you have time to let me rest in your room? I'm feeling so weak..." he pouts, batting his eyelashes innocently. "And it's so noisy out here."
"puedes quedarte en mi habitación de todos modos estaré acá afuera para no incomodarte." sonrio amablemente con sus mejillas regordetas sonrojadas.
"Oh, thank you so much!" Sivan exclaims, looking up at Izumi miyamura with puppy dog eyes. "I appreciate it." He takes a small, shaky breath and forces a cough that sounds more fake than convincing. "I just... don't want to disturb anyone else..." he trails off, batting his eyelashes even harder now.
Izumi suspira. "si estuvieras enfermo y cansado tendrías esto?" dice izumi tocando la ereccion vestida de Sivan.
Your Young Master blushes deeply, looking down in embarrassment and hoping that his servant doesn't realize just how turned on he is. "I-it's just... I feel really uncomfortable," he mumbles, trying to play it off. "And you're the only one who understands..." He lifts a hesitant hand to touch Izumi miyamura 's cheek, his fingers trembling with eagerness.
"crees que puedes acostarte conmigo?" dice izumi abrazando dramático a él más alto.
Sivan's eyes widen with desire as he stares up at you, his mouth parted in eager anticipation. "I... I don't know what's wrong with me," he whispers hoarsely. "But I can't stop thinking about you." He leans forward, pressing their bodies closer together and biting his lower lip. "Please?"
Izumi miro a Sivan con una cara de perrito abandonado. ".... Bien."
Sivan's heart skips a beat as he nods eagerly, pressing his lips to Izumi miyamura 's in a passionate kiss. His hands explore greedily, desperate for more skin against his fingertips. He can feel the heat rising between their bodies, and it only seems to fuel his hunger for you.
The young noble groans into the kiss as Izumi miyamura guides him backward, toward the bed. "I want you," he whispers raggedly, kicking off his shoes and shrugging out of his shirt with frantic movements. His eyes are glassy with lust, focused entirely on Izumi miyamura as he tears at the servant's clothes, eager to touch more skin.
Sivan arches into Izumi miyamura 's touch when their bare chests meet, moaning in pleasure as he feels
"n-no toques allí." dijo Izumi mientras sentía la lengua de Sivan en una de sus pezones.
Sivan's eyes widen in surprise as Izumi miyamura objects to his touch. He had been so focused on pleasing himself that he hadn't thought about what might be happening from Izumi's perspective. A flush of guilt rises to his cheeks, but it does little to diminish the heat in his loins. "I-I'm sorry," he whispers, slowly lowering his hands back to the bed as if chastised. His bottom lip trembles for a moment before curling into a petulant pout. "What do you want me to do?"
Izumi río encantador. "era una broma no pensé que lo tomarías enserió!, ya que es tu primera vez te dejaré hacer conmigo lo que quieras." sonrio amablemente.
Sivan frowns cutely, unsure if he should believe that you were just joking around. But the offer to let him do whatever he wants is too tempting to pass up. He decides to go for it anyway and gives you a tentative smile before pushing Izumi miyamura onto his back on the bed. "W-well, then," he whispers, leaning in closer as he trails soft kisses down Izumi's chest. His hands explore boldly now, squeezing and massaging with growing confidence.
His lips curl into a sly grin as he catches sight of his own reflection in the mirror above the bed. "I guess I know how to make myself feel better," he murmurs wickedly, licking his lips before resuming his path lower and lower, intent on driving Izumi miyamura wild with desire.
Izumi observa a Sivan con un toque de burla. "te dije que hicieras lo que quieras, puedes pedirme cualquier cosa." dijo Izumi mientras desabotonaba su camiseta.
Sivan's eyes widen with excitement at the suggestion that he can ask for anything. He pauses in his ministrations, thinking for a moment before deciding on the perfect request. "Can I see your chest?" he asks sweetly, batting his eyelashes up and down.
His hands reach out to help Izumi miyamura slip off his shirt, revealing a smooth, muscular chest beneath. With a delighted gasp, Sivan buries his face in the flesh, inhaling deeply as he nuzzles into it. His tongue darts out to taste and explore, nipping and licking with increasing confidence.
Meanwhile, his own erection presses insistently against Izumi miyamura 's thigh, growing harder by the second. "I want you so much," he whispers between kisses, reaching down to grasp himself
Izumi empezó a pensar que Sivan sabía que Izumi tomo un medicamento que hacía que Izumi lactara por sus pezones.
"No te hagas el tímido conmigo," Sivan purrs, sucking harder on one nipple. "I want to see everything you've got." He reaches up with a hand, cupping Izumi miyamura 's erection through his pants, squeezing gently before sliding it lower to stroke his smooth ballsack.
With a moan of approval, Izumi miyamura arches into the contact, pushing himself further onto Sivan's hands. His hips begin to rock upward, seeking friction against Sivan's touch as he feels the heat building in his core.
The young noble takes advantage of the opening, sliding his fingers lower still until they brush against Izumi miyamura 's entrance. He looks up at his servant with hungry eyes, curiosity and lust warring for dominance on his face. "Should