Moreover, the sparse hair below was the same soft golden color as his hair, blending so well with his skin that it almost seemed like it wasn't there at all.
In short, it was incredibly alluring.
"Vael, um, I-I mean..."
"Do you want me to put it in?"
When he asked, Vaelrik saw Gavi's face turn bright red, nodding his head frantically.
It was clear just from the way he squeezed his legs together and squirmed.
Moreover, Gavi looked visibly pained.
"Sure, go ahead, put it in."
"But, it'll hurt, won't it?"
"I'm fine. I've got the skill to handle it."
After all, it was the same skill that allowed his small mother to accept his well-built father, so Vaelrik trusted it completely.
And, compared to him, Gavi was definitely smaller.
Even if it hurt a little, he would probably be fine.
"I want you, Gavi. Please, give yourself to me."
Gavi, his face flushed bright red, nodded and withdrew his fingers.
