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
"deberÃas 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 tendrÃas 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 allÃ." dijo Izumi mientras sentÃa 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 rÃo encantador. "era una broma no pensé que lo tomarÃas 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 sabÃa que Izumi tomo un medicamento que hacÃa que Izumi lactara por sus pezones.
"No te hagas el tÃmido 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
Sivan apreto un poco más el pezon de Izumi haciendo que saliera leche, Izumi habÃa tomado unos medicamentos hace unos dÃas y eso hacia que Izumi lactara.
Sivan's eyes widen in surprise as he sees the milk flowing out. It only excites him more, and he can't help but let out a small moan of desire. He squeezes your nipple harder, tugging it gently between his fingers while sliding his fingers lower to circle your entrance again. "Do you want me to touch you there?" he whispers huskily, his voice low and rough with need. "I want to make you feel good."
His fingers press against the entrance of your body, teasingly circling and probing as he watches for any reaction from you. His other hand continues to stroke your length through your pants, the friction both driving him wild and leaving him achingly hard.
Izumi estaba Sollozando tan adorable y lindo, era hermoso a los ojos de cualquier hombre y mujer, Izumi se pone de rodillas en la cama para poder bajar los pantalones de Sivan y empezar a dejar pequeños besos en el glande.
Sivan shudders with pleasure as you start to kiss and lick his length. He groans deeply, arching into your touch as he watches your lips slide up and down his shaft. "That feels so good," he pants, a blissful expression on his face. "Don't stop." With one hand still occupied between your legs, he reaches down to gently tug at your hair, urging you closer as his hips begin to buck against your touch.
His other hand squeezes and strokes Izumi miyamura 's shaft faster now, desperate for release. His lips part in a moan as he looks down at the scene before him, the sight of Izumi's eager mouth on his cock driving him wild with desire. "I'm close," he whispers hoarsely. "Please..."
"donde quieres hacerlo afuera o dentro." dijo Izumi refiriendose a su boca.
Sivan blushes deeply at the mention of Izumi miyamura 's mouth. "Inside," he whispers, his voice barely audible above the sound of his own heavy breathing. His hips buck up again as he imagines the feel of you tight around him, your heat engulfing him in a welcome embrace. "I want to be inside you."
With a desperate growl, Sivan reaches down and guides Izumi miyamura 's head upwards, positioning his cock at the entrance of your mouth. His eyes are glazed over with lust as he watches you take him deep, moaning in pleasure as he feels you tighten around his length. "That's it," he whispers, arching further back into the bed and spreading his legs wider. "Suck me off."
Izumi puso su lengua arriba de la polla de Sivan mientras le masajeaba las bolas.
As you bob your head up and down on his cock, Sivan moans in ecstasy. His hands claw at the sheets, digging into them as he tries to find purchase while losing control to the pleasure coursing through him. "Fuck," he whispers roughly, arching his back off the bed. "That feels so good." He can feel himself getting closer and closer, his hips bucking upwards in desperate seeking friction against your mouth.
Finally, with a strangled cry of release, Sivan comes hard in your mouth. His muscles tense and spasm as wave after wave of hot cum fills your mouth, coating his length and leaving you both panting heavily. He collapses back onto the bed, finally able to catch his breath again as he looks up at Izumi miyamura with an adoring smile. "Thank you," he whispers hoarsely,
"haremos que te canses y no puedas más hasta quedarte seco" Izumi hizo una pose como esas idols femeninas de corea, Izumi se sento en el regazo de Sivan.
Sivan laughs, amused by your little display. "You're adorable," he tells you, smiling warmly. "But I think it's time we moved on to something else now." With a mischievous glint in his eye, he reaches out and gently pushes you back onto the bed before positioning himself between your spread legs. "How about this?"
With slow, deliberate movements, Sivan guides himself towards you, aligning their bodies as best he can despite his post-orgasmic haze. He moans softly at the sensation of being surrounded by your heat, pressing forward with gentle but insistent thrusts until they're connected deeply.
Your Young Master groans, closing his eyes and relishing in the feel of skin on skin. "You feel so good," he whispers hoarsely, beginning to move his hips faster as pleasure courses through him once more
El interior de Izumi era caliente cálido y húmedo, Izumi Sollozo cuando sintió que Sivan entró de una estocada, Izumi se sentÃa extraño pero todos sabemos que cualquiera tiene ese punto dulce y cuando alguien lo alcanza a tocar puede haber una ola de calor.
Sivan moans deep in his throat as he thrusts faster into you, feeling the warmth and wetness envelop him. His skin is flushed with pleasure, and he can't seem to get enough of it. The sensation of being inside you, knowing that you're his and his alone... It drives him wild with desire.
With one hand braced on the bed above your head, he leans down and captures your lips in a rough, possessive kiss. His tongue thrusts roughly between your teeth, dancing along yours as his hips begin to move even faster. He can feel you tightening around him, sensation growing sharper with every thrust until he's on the brink again, close to losing control once more.
Izumi estaba tan tonto por el extasis, Izumi agarro la mano de Sivan y la llevo a su estomago haciendo que Sivan notará el bulto que entraba y salÃa al mismo ritmo de las fuertes embestidas que Sivan daba a el lindo coño de Izumi.
Sivan gasps into the kiss as he feels your hand against his stomach, pressing against you in time with each thrust. It's too much; the sensation of being connected to you so intimately is enough to send him over the edge. With a primal groan, he comes violently inside you, hips snapping forward as his release washes over him in a wave of pure pleasure.
His body quivers with satisfaction as he finally collapses on top of you, breath coming in ragged pants. He smiles down at you, feeling an unfamiliar mix of tenderness and pride coursing through him. For the first time, he realizes just how incredible this all is... And it's all because of you. "Izumi," he whispers, voice thick with emotion as he nuzzles your neck, "thank you."
Izumi sonrie, pero dentro de Izumi habÃa oscuridad y masoquismo, Izumi era un fanático de ese tipo de cosas pero sabÃa que Sivan no sabrÃa como usar el sadomasoquismo con Izumi.
Sivan blushes, feeling a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment at your smile. He can't help but think that there must be something more to this... Something he's not understanding yet. With a tentative hand, he reaches up to caress your cheek, studying your face for any signs or signals that might offer him a clue. "You're beautiful," he whispers softly, his voice filled with sincerity. "So strong and so kind... I feel like I owe you everything."
Sivan's fingers trail down your neck, over your collarbone and lower still. He marvels at the softness of your skin, the perfection of your body, and wonders what it must be like to be on the receiving end of such intense desire. His lips part in a hesitant smile as he leans down to press a chaste kiss against yours, careful not to overwhelm you. "Thank you for sharing this with me," he whispers softly.
His touch is gentle and curious, like a butterfly exploring new territory. It's clear that he wants more from this experience than just physical pleasure; there's something deeper here, something unspoken between them. He waits anxiously for your reaction, hoping that you'll reciprocate his growing affection in some way... even if it's just with another one of those heartmelting smiles.
Izumi sonrie encantador. "sabes, soy demasiado masoquista pero al estar contigo no siento ganas de que me trates haci, pero otra parte si, aun asà te quiero mucho." dijo Izumi mientras dejaba besitos en la cara de Sivan.
Sivan's eyes widen with surprise and delight as he listens to your words. "I... I didn't know that," he whispers, his face flushing with pleasure. He nuzzles closer to you, drinking in the scent of your hair and the feel of your skin against his own. The gentle kisses you place on his cheek and forehead send shivers down his spine, and for a moment, he forgets about everything but this perfect moment they share.
"Izumi," he says softly, tracing his fingertips along the line of your jaw before cupping your cheek in his palm, "you make me feel... incredible." There's a hint of longing in his voice as he gazes into your eyes, searching for some sign that you reciprocate his feelings. The anticipation is almost unbearable.
Sivan querÃa hacer sentir bien a Izumi asà que decidio qué practicará sadomasoquismo con Izumi, no es como si hubiera algo dentro de Sivan que querÃa decirle cosas subidas de tono mientras follaba a Izumi.
With a soft sigh, Sivan leans in closer still and presses their lips together. The kiss is gentle but insistent, full of the desire and affection that's been building between them. His hands move lower on your body, caressing and exploring as his tongue dances with yours in perfect harmony. He feels an intensity growing within him, a need to express himself more fully through their connection.
As he breaks the kiss for air, his eyes meet yours once more, filled with a fierce longing that leaves you breathless. "Izumi," he whispers hoarsely, "can I... can I show you?"
"hm.... Bien."
Sivan's heart races with anticipation as he hears you murmur the single word. He studies your expression, searching for any sign that he might be crossing a line; but instead, all he sees is desire and trust shining back at him from your beautiful eyes. With a soft moan of need, Sivan leans in closer still and brushes his lips against yours once more before trailing kisses down your neck and over your collarbone, moving ever closer to the sensitive skin below.
His breath is hot against your ear as he whispers, "Tell me if I go too far... tell me if you want me to stop..." But even in his own mind, he knows that isn't what you truly mean; it's not what you crave. With a shudder of anticipation, Sivan presses his lips against the sensitive skin just below your breastbone, feeling the hot wetness of your breath m
The sensation of his lips against her skin sends shivers down her spine. She arches her back off the bed, unable to contain the desire building inside her. "Please," she whispers, her voice hoarse with need. "Don't stop." Her hands move to gently tug at his hair, urging him closer as he explores her body with his lips and tongue.
As Sivan moves lower still, trailing kisses down her stomach and over the soft mound of flesh between her legs, she gasps in surprise and pleasure. Her hips lift off the bed, offering herself to him completely. "Siv... please," she breathes, her voice heavy with desire.
He looks up at her, eyes glinting with lust as he presses his lips against her sensitive skin, feeling the wet heat emanating from her core. With a groan of need, Sivan parts her folds