I awakened when I felt weight drape over me. I blinked with bleary vision and noticed Matteo crouching down. He had a soft expression on his face.

"Thank you," he whispered. I smiled at him, then thrust my hand out. He grasped it with a look of awe and kissed my knuckles. "You're too kind, too sweet, and too wonderful overall for this world, Anwyll."

I sleepily giggled. "Not really, but thanks."

He kissed the back of my hand, then rubbed his shaved cheek on it. "Do you mind if I eat here by you?"

"I can just move to your bed, Mattie." I murmured with a soft yawn. "I don't want you to be uncomfortable."

He shook his head and shyly looked into my eyes. "Um, I'd prefer to be here on my knees."

I tilted my head, letting one ear flop. "Are you sure, Mattie?"

Matteo nodded with a bright smile so genuine that it had me stunned. He retrieved the tray and returned to his knees, but rested his left side on the chair. I placed my cheek on my left arm, then reached out to twirl his dark brown hair around my fingers. Matteo shivered, but lifted the plate to munch on the salad. He rested his head on my knee, and I pushed my fingers through his damp hair.

A low rumble started in his throat and I knew it was one of happiness from the expression of bliss on his face. I giggled happily and he peeked at my smile. His cheeks warmed, but he said nothing while he kept eating. Eventually he put the plate down and had to lift his head to partake of the vegetable and rice soup.

Matteo hummed softly when I rubbed his scalp with my fingertips. "Blaine made this, didn't he?" he asked quietly.

"Yes, he did. Would you like me to say anything to him?"

Matteo hesitated on the next spoonful. "I think you know what I want to say, Anwyll, but is it really all right?"

"I don't know, Mattie. It's a good start, though, isn't it?"

He nodded, then kept eating the soup while I petted his head. Once he finished, he set the bowl down and gently wiped his lips. Matteo turned to face me, then cautiously curled his fingers over the edge of the cushion.

Absentmindedly, I stroked my fingers down his left cheek, because I was curious as to why I already liked him a lot. I thought I would punish him at first, but now I definitely don't want to—especially after realizing he was just like everyone else here. I want to learn about him, to learn his habits and patterns, and learn to love him as I already do with the others.

Matteo's cheeks flushed under my gaze and he wetted his lips. "Um, Anwyll?"

"Hmm?" I murmured, sweeping his damp bangs back a bit to see a ragged scar across his forehead at the start of his scalp. I gently traced it, and Matteo's eyes filled with tears.

"I want to bare myself." he whispered, letting the salty drops slip down his cheeks. "But only to you."

I lifted my head and shifted my position to gently cup his face. "You don't have to decide now, Mattie. There's plenty of time."

"No, Anwyll, I have decided on you." he firmly stated, his dark blue eyes showing the blatant seriousness in his tone. "Only you."

I smiled and placed a kiss on his forehead. "All right, Mattie, but let's take it slow. I want to get to know your true self, your true thoughts, and your true desires."

Matteo blushed, but I wondered why. He leaned into my right hand, tilting his head to the left.

"I want that with you, and even though it feels like my personality has done a one-eighty, this is the real me here on my knees." he said with a soft smile, closing his eyes. "And eventually, maybe love can blossom between us."

I giggled and his eyes snapped open again, his cheeks getting hot. I reassured him with a gentle kiss to both of his cheeks. Matteo looked a lot less concerned after that, so I was relieved.

"Mattie, even though you have done wrong, I am going to offer the same to you as I have with the others. I want to love you, Mattie. The deepest parts of you and even just the ones on the surface. I want you to be special to me, in the same way I want to be special to you."

Matteo squeezed his eyes shut and cupped my hands as he let more tears fall. "Please," he begged, "Please, Anwyll. Please, I want that so much. I want you to love me. I want to love you, too."

"Then we'll take it slow, Mattie." I whispered, curling down to peck his lips.

Matteo was startled, another tear sliding down his right cheek. I smiled and kissed it away. Matteo's darker skin burned with the blush covering his face and neck.

"Thank you," he murmured. "May I stay here with you for awhile?"

"Of course." I smiled, hugging his head for a moment.

He moved in his kneeling position to set his head in my lap, then sighed as relaxation loosened his tense muscles. I kept petting his hair until he fell asleep. I was amazed he could do that in what seemed to be a very uncomfortable position.

I was almost asleep an hour later, but he awakened with a start, which in turn startled me. He looked at me with tired eyes filled with amazement. His expression made my heart pound.

"You stayed?"

"I promised." I said through a yawn, gently rubbing my eyes. "I'm sleepy now, though."

Matteo nervously drummed his fingers on the cushion. "Um, may I carry you to your room?"

I yawned again. "Only if you come back here right away, but the barrier tethers you here to my will anyway. Let me know if you need anything, Mattie. I'll do my best to get it for you."

He smiled and took my small hands, lifting my knuckles to his lips again. "Thank you, Anwyll."

Matteo gently scooped my blanketed body into his arms, wrapping the blanket around my form. I snuggled into his warmth, my tail flicking against his front. Matteo nosed my hair and pressed a kiss to my forehead as he headed for the door.

"Thank you for carrying me back, Mattie." I said softly, closing my eyes for a bit. "You know how to find my room, right?"

"The door handle with the violet ribbon?"

"Mmhm."

"All right." he said softly, clutching my body tighter as he cautiously stepped through the barrier. The door closed behind him and he jumped a bit, making me giggle. He nosed my head again, a soft sigh on his lips. "There is something comforting about holding you, Anwyll. I can't say I can define what it is exactly that I feel."

"Mm, others have said that, too. Maybe it's just a special part of me that can make people extra happy!" I beamed, opening my eyes to look into his own.

He chuckled, his cheeks a bit rosy. "Yes, an extra special part."

He held me with one arm when he opened my door, but froze just as he entered. I turned my head and saw Blaine frozen in place, halfway off my bed. He began to tremble and shake, tears streaming down his cheeks. He slammed himself against my wall, covering himself with my bedding.

I had Matteo set my feet on the floor, then had him bend down while I held his blanket. I pecked his lips and returned the warm cloth, then hugged his neck.

"I'll see you later, Mattie. Don't worry too much about Blaine. I'll take care of him." I said softly, kissing his cheek again. "Thank you for bringing me to my room. Make sure to return to yours straightaway, okay? The others were upset about what you did to Blaine, so they might try to hurt you."

Matteo shook his head and kissed my forehead. "Thank you, Anwyll. See you later."

He left silently and then I closed the door with a soft click. The ball made of a comforter and a couple pillows flinched, but it began shaking again when all was quiet. I went into the closet and pulled off my current clothes to set them aside from now. Blaine would smell Matteo on me and I didn't want him to get more frightened because of it.

I grabbed a different pair of panties and a shirt that Blaine chose for me, then headed for the shower. I came out a few minutes later rubbing a towel over my hair and feeling a little chilly with what little clothes I had picked out. I hung up my towel to dry, then hurried over to my bed and climbed in.

"Blaine," I said, laying down next to the ball by the wall. "I love you."

The ball began to cry and I curled around it. "Let it all out, Blaine. You may be strong, but you were hurt and traumatized—scarred for life by Matteo. Cry as much as you need and or want to. I'll be here."

Blaine's weight flopped over me, his body trembling with each heartbreaking sob. I curled tighter and clutched onto my pillow. I did my best to stay awake for a long while, but later noticed soft sounds coming from underneath the bedding. I smiled as I peeled the blankets away from his face.

His cheeks were red and puffy from crying and tear tracks marred his smooth cheeks. I petted his hair while he slept and moved the bedding so that I was cuddling his head to my chest, and the comforter was on top of us to keep us warm. I closed my eyes and tucked my nose into his hair.

"I love you," I whispered, not expecting an answer as I drifted off.

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I felt Blaine's hand petting my head when I awakened and this time I was on top of him. I yawned and rubbed my eyes, nosing the hollow of his throat.

"Did you have a good nap, Laine?"

He hummed. "It was only good because you were with me, Ann."

I giggled, then yawned again. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

"D-did M-Matteo say anything?" he asked, a choked sob on his lips.

I resting my forearms on his chest and pushed myself up a bit to look at his face. Blaine was still crying, but he looked better than before. I cupped his cheeks and scooted higher to peck his lips.

"Blaine, Matteo now knows that he did a terrible thing to you, but he also knew you made the soup as soon as he tasted it. He wanted me to tell you that he's sorry, and that he wants to prove to you that he won't do anything like that to you again, and he also wanted me to thank you for the soup."

Blaine sighed and closed his green and brown eyes, tears sliding down his puffy cheeks. "I don't know if I can forgive him, Anwyll."

"I know, Blaine."

"I want to move on, but I can't do it without forgiving him. I won't forget what he did to me, I know that much."

I kissed his chin. "People say to forgive and forget. That's not good. 'Forgive and remember' is the best way to do it."

"Why is that?"

"So that you or someone else can prevent it from happening again, and that whoever harmed someone knows that he or she will never be able to do it again."

Blaine petted my head again. "Okay, Ann." he murmured, rolling over with me.

I snuggled closer under the covers, but Blaine lifted my right leg and hooked it over his left thigh. I mewled softly when his fingers dipped underneath my panties.

"Do you mind if I—?"

I shook my head. "Do whatever you want, Blaine. I trust you."

His right arm tightened around my chest, his left hand's fingers trembling as they hovered over my cock. I gasped softly and bucked my hips, his fingertips pressing against my heated flesh. Blaine groaned under his breath as he began to gently slide his fingertips over my cock and balls. The featherlight touches had me hard and squirming within a minute.

"You're still so silky and warm," he breathed, kissing my head as he stroked my sac. "And so tiny and cute."

I blushed, pressing my face into his chest. "Blaine..."

He chuckled. "Sorry, but not too sorry, though."

His thumb brushed over my slit to sweep up the pre-come. I moaned into his chest, clutching onto his t-shirt. He moved his thumb away and twisted his hand, locking my small cock between two fingers. My body trembled with need even before he began stroking my cock, massaging and milking it for all it was worth.

"B-Blaine..." I mewled, my tail curling. "Blaine, I need to—!"

He tilted my head back with his free hand and kissed me, greedily plundering my mouth. More mewls and whimpers emerged from the wet slurps, but Blaine kept kissing me. He thumbed my cock and I tensed with a soft whine, then I let it all out with a shudder. Tears pricked my eyes from relief and I snuggled closer while Blaine removed his sticky hand to lick it clean. He sucked on one finger, then returned to below.

I jolted with a soft moan when I felt his finger press inside my entrance. Blaine's hold tightened while he sawed his finger in and out really slowly. It felt weird, but good at the same time.

"Anwyll, would you suck me?"

"Mmhm," I mumbled, and he rolled onto his back.

He pushed the covers down and his sweatpants, so I turned around and crawled over him. I heard a low groan from behind me as I placed my cool hands on his heated flesh. I gently pushed his underwear down to kiss the tip of Blaine's cock. He jerked when I delicately licked the cap.

"A-Anwyll, what are you—?"

I sucked on my pinky finger while I stroked his full length, gently squeezing and twisting the silky smooth shaft. I sat up a bit and rested my butt on his chest once he tugged off his shirt. Blaine grabbed my butt, then massaged the cheeks.

"You have such a cute bubble-butt, Ann."

I blushed and quietly thanked him. I pressed the tip of my pinky finger to his slit, and Blain jerked with a shocked moan when I pressed it inside.

"W-wait, what are you d-doing?"

I glanced back at his burning face. I giggled and grinned. "Daddy liked this, so I thought you might, too. Does it make you feel hot, Blaine?"

Blaine's skin flushed a bright red when he saw my finger stroking the inside of his cock. "Y-yeah, I think so. It feels weird and kind of painful, yet it's strangely addicting all at the same time."

I removed my finger slowly, watching a pained but blissful expression morph onto his face while I slowly pushed it back inside again. He panted heavily, his eyes growing hazy and swirling to red. His wings and tail emerged as he threw his head back with a low moan.

I blushed at the sight. It was so sexy to watch. I turned around and leaned down, licking him from root to tip. Blaine shuddered, his voice twisting when I licked around my finger and back down to his sac. I curled around and sucked on his sac, pushing his balls into my mouth. Blaine squeezed my cheeks just as a throaty groan burst out of him. I pulled my head away with gentle suction, letting his balls pop out of my mouth. I kept licking his cock while I pushed my finger as deep as it could go.

I felt his cock swell and yanked my finger out to wrap my lips around his cock. Blaine's back arched a second before he cried out, spilling his seed into my mouth. My cheeks bulged and I swallowed thickly, then slowly licked him clean. I tucked his cock away in his underwear, then tugged up his sweatpants.

I turned around and reached for a tissue, but Blaine stopped me. His upper body was flushed pink, his chin wet with a couple trails of saliva, and his bright res irises were glazed over. He managed to bring my right pinky to his lips and suckle on it, which made me wonder why. I didn't question it, but accepted his kiss when he reached for me.

A few minutes later, while we continued holding each other, he murmured, "Love you, Ann. I love you so much."

"I love you, too." I smiled, tucking my head under his chin.