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The Catena Family has been formally invited to the Iridescent Bailáis!
This invitation is a massive honor towards all of the Families in NijiCity, and you all have been cordially invited to a private balcony watch view, VIP service, rooming, and special greetings from yours truly!
All in attendance for the Catena Family are:
• Headmaster Brisko
• Lady Brisko
• Sammy Brisko
• Moony Brisko
• Sonny Brisko
• Alban Knox
You will be formally greeted by our guards at the door, and seated at your balcony. We look forward to seeing all of your faces at one of the most historically memorable events for The Rainbow!
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Sonny Brisko remembers the moment that his older sister Sammy brought the invitation from one of their guards at the doorstep. Her excitement was enthusiastic...spreading through to their mother who immediately called for their father. The only people missing in their family...were Moony and Alban, who he always had anxious fear for considering the things that his twin brother has done in order to stay in power in their Mafia Family. Their connection was considered...special to all of the family. Alban Knox was given to him as a present from their parents on his nineteenth birthday, and a wedding date was already scheduled for the two of them for...more than five years into the future. Sonny couldn't find himself standing such a person at first...trying to avoid the two of them as much as possible until nearly a year ago...when he started noticing different blemishes on Alban's body- blemishes that only appeared for a little while before disappearing. Despite not wanting to get involved...he felt guilt and sorrow pour into his soul, yet couldn't find a way to confront Moony or talk to Alban without feeling a heavy sense of anger. So he instead resorted to keeping an eye on Alban from afar...his odd affection began to grow for him as the months passed on. He remembers the moment he talked to Moony about the invitation...finding a way to slip out of the living room and walking upstairs towards his bedroom- since he was always pent up there either with Alban or not. Climbing up the stairs, he braced himself onto the railing...his thoughts running rampant with angry thoughts. ‘I swear to the gods...if he's up there...’ He heaved up the last step, his head immediately turned to the hallway holding his twin brother and arranged boyfriend. Walking with heavy steps, Sonny gently peered his head against the wooden door...being met with expected soft sounds and light rocking noises instead. Wrath consumed his body as he forcefully opened the door...twisting the knob so hard he broke the lock as it swung open. In his eyes...immediately rushed images of Moony laying with blankets over his naked hips- with Alban resting under him...with new bruises, markings, and even stitches all over his body- and they looked far from the loving kind. The sounds of the door slamming against the wall alerted the two...and Sonny quickly informed them of what would be happening, fleeing before his blazing anger consumed him.
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All of it leads to the night of the Bailáis, and Sonny found himself standing around the overcrowded venue with a glass of champagne in his hand, dressed his best in a collared white dress shirt with intricate golden whisps wrapping around it, a solid noir vest with a tattered yet fashionable coat over his shoulders, same colored dress pants with gold lining, and equally dark leather shoes to match. His hair was swooped back on one side while his azure- almost indigo eyes were constantly scanning for Alban as he moved to mingle with people...after all, he was in the family vehicle with him, disdainfully watching him attach himself onto Moony like his life really depended on it. ‘I fucking hate him.’ He thought to himself, eyes finally catching Alban's bare back up at their special VIP balcony. He knew Moony dressed him in such a lavishly body tight dress...but it was sure a treat to his eyes. Of course he couldn't admire him completely since Moony was at his side- giving his own partner nothing more but an empty look of resentment. Sonny knew that look well from his twin since he'd used it on him one too many times. He forced himself to pry his eyes away as he discarded his glass to a servant, looking back at the balcony hastily only to find Moony left...now casting his gaze down at him. With a silent mind, Sonny's eyes narrowed at his twin...knowing well from that accident this morning that they both understand what they think of each other. Placing a hand on his hip, Sonny confidently peeled his eyes away, heading straight for the balcony staircases when a new stride of orchestral music began to fill the room. ‘...huh?’ Immediately he was caught off guard, swept away as the crowd began to form couplets...and he was no exception. Taken away by a young maiden clad in violet hair at the sudden crescendo of the music, Sonny realized he had no choice but to endure a small dance before he could confront Moony about what he saw earlier that morning. He tried to relax himself as much as possible when taking up arms with the lady. “What family are you from?” A soft yet rich voice spoke out to him. Only did Sonny realize that this was not a young maiden dancing with him...but a fair man growing long hair with an albeit lovely ballroom gown on. ‘That's still a gorgeous outfit, I can't lie.’ Sonny paled at the sight, taken aback but still choosing to dance with him since he found the sight amusing and admirable. “I'm one of the Heads of the Catena Family...Sonny Brisko. I assume you are as well?” Sonny realized how poorly he worded that only after he answered, receiving a small laugh from the other man as he spun him around. “No no, I'm an upcoming Head from the Nova Family. My name is Uki Violeta...” His voice trailed off as he looked above Sonny's eyes. ‘If I'm right...the Nova Family are known for their heightened abilities. I'm sure Uki has them...but I've got to find Alban. Maybe I can get him to lead me to him.’ He thought to himself as Uki whispered softly. “...I can sense you're quite distressed about something.” His eyes widened slightly...surprised yet maintaining as much of his poise as possible. “Tiring days...we all go through it.” Uki ran his hand down one of Sonny's arms, his eyes narrowing. “I can tell it's...a lot more than that. A boy...with brown hair, two-toned eyes...and torn up skin.” That feeling of dread bubbled up in his mind again with such accuracy...and the young noble dancing with him certainly noticed with his physical tension. “I saw someone like him in the swarm of people before me...around where my boyfriend is. If it's alright, I'll guide you to him.” A calm smile passed Uki's face, somewhat calming Sonny as he thought about it a little. ‘...if his boyfriend can lead me to Alban, then I can talk to him...I need to confirm if what I'm seeing is true.’ He nodded his head and pulling him away for another spin, the two of them waltzed along the dance floor- being careful not to step on each other's shoes or everyone else's. They eyed the other people around the room...with Sonny focused on Alban's whereabouts and Uki focused on his boyfriend's. By the next few roundabouts, Uki finally separated away from Sonny. The latter was caught off guard, finding himself latching onto the arms of a man just as tall as him. He kept his composure, staring at grey...mechanical irises with equally colored hair resting at his shoulders and a lavish stubble on his face. An odd red heartbeat crossed his left eye, as if drawn with perfectly thin liner. ‘...I'm assuming this is his boyfriend?’ Somehow reminded of that familiar, Sonny curved his lips downward by a hint, lowering a brow and scanning his eyes all around the room for his partner...subtly watching as the man in front of him procured a surprised expression. “What's with the glare, Catena? Lighten yourself up, it's a party!” As if this was all a lighthearted event to him, the man beamed brightly with a wide smile. Sonny's face of disgust slowly started to fade away. “...sorry. You reminded me of someone I...despise.” That sentence didn't sit well with him, and the older man faltered in his steps. “Name's Fulgur Ovid...Head of the Shepard Family. What did I do to make one of the Catena siblings dislike a poor old fool like me?” A sly smile painted his lips, and Sonny couldn't help but feel sheepish for thinking about his twin. “Sonny Brisko...and you did nothing- life's been stressful for all of us, hasn't it?” Sonny made up a poor excuse as his eyes frantically searched for Alban Knox, failing to pick up on the other's nonverbal cue. This...strange behavior wasn't gone unnoticed by Fulgur. “Excuse me...are you looking for someone? You seem to be.” He locked eyes back with him, both of their expressions drastically different for the ideals of jealousy and confusion. “...my partner. He must be dancing with someone else.” He continued to bluff...watching Fulgur's face harden. “...Sonny Brisko...I don't remember any news of you having a boyfriend.” He shivered at such a title, tensing along as they stepped and spun around. “...a recent decision from the...Magus Family.” He made that up, knowing such a Family exists...they are a faction full of dark sorcerers haunting NijiCity. Fulgur glared at him for a small moment. ’Please fucking buy it...’ He pleaded in his mind as the other's glare softened. “I see...perhaps they have yet to update your information.” Sonny's mind sighed deeply out of relief. “Yeah...it's crazy. What about you?” Trying to sway the conversation away as they danced, Sonny did his best to occasionally keep his eyes on Fulgur. “Are you asking if I have a partner? I do...I watched you dance with him.” The point Sonny had in his head nailed itself through hearing verbal confirmation. “Uki...right?” Fulgur nodded his head, small blush appearing on his cheeks. “Mhmm. One of the most gorgeous people in this room.” He kept that information to a minimum as Sonny spared his glances around. “I think this is where we part ways.” Fulgur called out, his hands gently leaving Sonny's. ‘Oh goodness...I hope I find Alban.’ He knew jealousy and worry corroded his mind like hell, but acknowledged he needed it as they parted ways...his hands landing on someone's hips immediately upon seeing who it is. ‘Alban...’ He forced a smile away, subtly eyeing his body for any of those strange markings. ‘Makeup...you sick fucking being.’ He cursed in his brain, locking eyes with Alban to see the fading color away from them...no light to be seen. “Are you enjoying the party, Alban?” His voice was soft yet still somewhat powerful, a voice he would only let Alban hear. He softly nodded his head, narrowing his eyes. “Only the private balcony...socializing is not my thing.” An almost creepy smile peered over across the warm one he flashed Alban. “The balcony is honestly my favorite thing too...but the drinks are more worth it.” Sonny slid his hands slightly...but noticeably lower as he pulled Alban back after spinning him around. Alban's eyes cascaded downward, his own hands moving to readjust Sonny's. “Sorry. My hands slipped a little lower.” He knew he would buy such a poor excuse like that...seeing the approval on Alban's face. “It's alright...I-I'm dating your twin though, and we are in public...you should...be mindful about your hand placement.” With such a nervous statement like that...followed by that hauntingly obvious fact, Sonny's body tensed up completely. ‘I. Can't. Stand. That. Motherfucker.’ With his pure hatred revealed, a look of disgust threatened to present itself...and for the first time, he found himself unable to hold it back. He pulled Alban a little closer...impulsively knowing that Moony could be watching from afar. “What has he been doing to you? I can't...I can't get what happened this morning out of my head.” A surprised look crossed Alban's face as he took a willing step back. His physical deflection made Sonny absolutely ache. ‘...fuck me...was that was too sudden...?’ Guilt built up through his mind with every second Alban didn't respond with. “...isn't it...normal for sex? To be covered in your partner's bruises?” He felt the embarrassment through Alban's voice but to be reminded that Moony has been inside him before...made him livid. “Not with injuries like what I saw. Be honest with me, Alban. You can talk to me- I promise I won't tell him.” Sonny's voice had a sense of urgency hidden into it...worry replacing his guilt. The song making them dance around the room was slowly dying down...a sign that the first dance will end soon. ‘Alban...please trust me...’ The latter's eyes faltered their gaze...looking downward towards the floor again. “...I don't wanna talk to you anymore.” The worst response Sonny could think of was spoken to him. Shattered, he lifted his hands from Alban's hips, ghosting his touch along his waist. He didn't have anything else to say...his mind pooling with guilt again. The song finally ended...and everybody dispersed- including Alban and Sonny. The brunet found his way back up, while the blond defeatedly waddled back to the bar he got his drink from. ‘...he's never gonna admit it but...that proves that something sinister is going on.’ He tried to reassure himself as he grabbed one of the prepared glasses of something stronger...something labeled in the box called “Absinthe”. ‘...I still need to talk to Moony. If I confront him- then...’ While wallowing in his thoughts, the Nova Family Heir appeared to walk to him in his peripherals. Sonny glanced over at him, welcoming him with a cold smile until he saw the form he wrapped his arms around. Surprised to see them both, his smile gradually turned warmer. “Sonny~...didn't expect you to be a drinker after you danced.” Fulgur joked, looking over at Uki before leaning forward and grabbing a glass of whiskey, retrieving one of rosé for his partner. “Ahh, I felt like I needed something a little stronger.” His gaze quickly averted from both of them, shoving himself aside. ‘I know I probably look fucked up right now. What else can I do other than sit up at my balcony?’ Fulgur stepped out, blocking Sonny from exiting around him. “What happened to you?” He shook his head, not wanting him to worry about him. “...I don't want you to worry about it.” Sonny stepped wide out to the side, nearly spilling his drink as he sipped it down...heading for the balcony staircases. ...
{ VIP Balcony : Catena }
“Welcome back, Sunshine- oh!...you look tired.” Sammy, elegantly dressed with a slim white dress and a fur black coat, greeted her little brother at the steps. Sonny couldn't shake someone like her off...so he did his best to remain positive in his greeting. “A little dancing takes a lot out of me. I feel like I should've grabbed you something but, I guess this will do.” Sammy's eyes diverted to the green colored liquid in the glass...worry filling her mind knowing the strength of such a drink. “Aha...I never see you ever pick up a glass like that at all the parties we went to. What's got you wanting to feel high and festive?” She moved to his side, placing a hand on his back to gently guide him to their family. “...Escapism.” The word came out so naturally that oddly his sister didn't find it unnerving. She laughed about it, seeing it as a joke as Sonny saw his mother, father...and Moony coming into view on the couches. He felt comfort sitting next to Sammy, so they sat across from them. “Hey man! You look...well.” Moony greeted him, watching Sonny's face change for the worst. ‘I know what you did to him...I know what I saw.’ He thought to himself, horrified to even be closely related to such a man. “Aha, you can tell?” He smirked at him, subtly trying to taunt him as he leaned back. Moony sighed, looking bored out of his mind. “Alban went to the bathroom. Said he's gonna be held up a while.” He cast him that same empty look of resentment he tossed at Alban...alerting Sonny that he knew about what happened between them. ‘He told him...didn't he?’ He wasn't surprised but...he was jealous and bitter that he could still confide in him. He glared back at him, disguising it with a head nod as he sipped down a third of his half-filled drink. “Did he have something that upset his stomach?” Sonny fibbed, watching Moony's expression darken further. “You're oddly concerned about him. Did something tick you off?” He closed his eyes at such chastise. “I'm only asking because he's your responsibility. You're getting married to that creation for the benefit of our family, are you not?” Sonny opened his eyes...narrowing them down seeing such a horrified expression on Moony's face. Lady Brisko was quick to intervene at the sudden tension, standing up and leaning towards one of her sons. “Sonny Brisko- you shut your mouth!...there might be people listening in.” She reprimanded him, reaching her hand to snatch the last of his drink away only for him to pull his arm back. Sonny couldn't bring himself to even look at his own mother...knowing that she's one of the main causes for Alban's...untimely existence in the first place. ... .
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{ Unknown Location }
Lady Brisko's indigo eyes glared hauntingly at the large vat in front of her. By this moment...the Lady was quite busy raising two twin boys who are drastically different in both appearance and personality alongside each other, all while her husband spent all his time underneath their “palace”...conjuring up all sorts of excuses as to why. When she finally mustered the courage- and the free time to visit the chambers, she wasn't horrified at all from what she witnessed...but intrigued. A clear large vat was the first thing she opened the door to, rising from the ceiling to the floor with wires- no tubes filled with blood protruding out of the former...but that was not her focus. Her focus was of the perfect, porcelain “doll” standing there- sleeping with their eyes slightly open...looking down at her with shades of green and grey, and messy brunet locks of synthetic hair covering their brows. She admired how...oddly perfect they looked, and the notes resting on the glass of the vat seemed to agree as well- notes of her husband's research for why he created such a being. Her eyes scanned through each one- her fingers grazing across the graphite markings. [ A perfectly created synthetic human...A human created of Knowledge from my own Bare hands- and research of course......and the amount of excuses I've had to give to my wife... ] Her face brightened a little seeing the last note. [ I think...I'm going to make this a young man. They can be anyone they want to be...but they look more like a man. His name...should be...Alban Knox. A Synthetic Human By Bare Hands and Knowledge. I think it's very fitting. If anyone found out about my feat...they would shoot me. ]
[ So. I'll just give him to one of my sons- tell everybody that it's from a distant Family. Ahhh, I'm sure this glorious being will be treated well by which of my two sons receives him. ]
Lady Brisko's hand trembled over that note...moreso hearing the sounds of footsteps approaching her. She turned around, her eyes wide finding it not to be her husband...but her young son, Sonny Brisko- who by now...just had his nineteenth birthday party. “...Mother?” He couldn't stare at her...only staring at the figure trapped in the glass cage- his expression filling with horror. “Go back outside, Sonny.” With no further obligations Sonny fled out of that room, closing the door enough so the light that attracted him wouldn't peer through the frame.
Later that day, Alban Knox was presented neatly and beautifully in front of the two boys- with Sonny showing disdain for the creation knowing what he saw...while his twin brother immediately wrapped his arms around it, begging to stay with it. At the time, their parents couldn't be more happier.
. ... “How could you call him a Creation? You've been having a horrible attitude towards my Gift these entire four years that you've known him.” Moony stood up, striding past their mother. “What the fuck has you so tilted to worry about his state of being when you've never fucking cared for him in the first place-” It all happened so fast for them both...and the sounds of glass shattering against skin sharply echoed in the balcony. Within seconds, Sonny had flown out of his seat, grabbed his twin brother and smashed his absinthe glass over his head...watching with burning anger as the green liquid mixed with both his hair...and his blood. ‘You...You FUCKING SICK FREAK!’ He spared no time reflecting on his actions, placing his hands on his chest as he heard the frantic screams of his mother and his sister crying for help- pushing Moony's body all the way to the edge of the balcony. “S-SONNY- WHAT THE FUCK?!?!” Moony screamed, still dazed from the attack on his head. “You've been abusing that poor baby this entire time-! I've seen the wounds you leave on him- the weird stitches...FUCK- YOU'VE PROBABLY INJECTED CRAZY SHIT INTO HIM TOO!!” Sonny pushed his body forward, sending Moony's front half hanging off the edge. Moony tiredly smirked, eyeing away from his twin. “So that's what this is about? It's a little fun- clearly it hasn't harmed the creature.” Moony's personality shifted a full one-eighty, sadistic desires pooling through his eyes alone. “Dad's coming to stop you by the way. People are seeing this little spectacle you're making of me...and they're gonna write you off as a drunk bastard assaulting his own twin brother...hahaha, yes. I admit it- I did do all that shit. Since day one I wanted to know just how far I can break it...how far I can reuse my toy over and over again...” Sonny's eyes widened at his confession, his hands faltering as he heard his father's footsteps approaching him. “...it'll never be human. I'm sure you knew the truth about where it came from at the same time I did. That's why you didn't like it...I didn't either. I'm just better at hiding i-” Sonny spared no further hesitation, pushing his brother off of their own balcony...listening to his screams before the horrifyingly uneven sounds of popping and crunching. ‘Finally fucking de-’ Stuck in the daze of his victory, he failed to avoid the strong grip of his father- who restrained him by holding onto his arms. Sonny flinched, looking back...only for his gaze to catch Alban staring at it all unfold next to Sammy. ‘Oh...my gods...’ A heartbroken look passed Sonny's face- barely resisting Headmaster Brisko's grip as he forcefully escorted him off of the balcony. “What if your brother is dead, you fucking dumbass!! Now we have to cover this up as some sort of freak accident...we need to leave now thanks to the fucking scene you caused!” His rage was evident in his word...Sonny could only feel like he was being backed into some sort of corner as they hurried down the staircase receiving hollers, cries for help, and even death wishes under every breath. Sonny ignored him to the best of his abilities as his own father led him out of the Bailáis’ establishment. ...
{ Outside }
Freezing rain poured heavily outside, something that Sonny wasn't surprised about considering the forecast...but he didn't register how cold it would be to be thrown on his knees on the pavement. “I'm getting the rest of our family and you are leaving immediately with your mother! Wait outside, you bastard. I'm going back inside to check on the state of your brother.” Headmaster Brisko scorned his remaining son, hurrying back into the mansion leaving Sonny on the floor...hiding absolute anger through the cold rain. Moments of him hearing his own breathing passed before he heard another wet pair of footsteps approach him...circling in front of him. Curious to see who it is...he lifted his head up, slight surprise and hope shined in his eyes seeing Alban Knox in front of him...harboring one of the most genuine reactions he's ever seen from him. He glanced down worriedly at Sonny, kneeling to be on his level. ‘...right.......before.’ That flame in his spirit was quick to come back, covering his eyes in hatred. “He treats you like absolute shit...how could you stay with a man like that?!” Inextinguishable anger poured out from Sonny's soul, his eyes tainted with horror and disgust at the other in front of him...shivering in fear and the cold at such harsh words. “...I don't have a choice. Your family made me for a reason, to be the perfect spouse for him. I'm not allowed to think of it any other way.” Wrath for his twin brother continued to pour out of his being with the words Alban was telling him...closing his eyes and feeling regretful as he pulled him close to him...his hands squeezing his skin as if he needed him the most. “...you deserve to be just as human as we all are. You're not some...object- some toy to fuck with.” Sonny paused for a moment before continuing on, choosing his words carefully as his anger began to subside. “I'll treat you so much better than he will! We have the same status- the same family...I can't fucking stand to see you being mistreated and experimented on by them anymore...I want you- I need you...FUCK- I love you- I DON'T CARE!” Sonny let out a couple of sporadic, heavy breaths before he continued. “You don't understand how long I've just had to wait...how long I wanted to be wrong about what that man was doing to you- how long I wanted to hold you in my arms- tell you you're human...tell you that you matter...to fix you and piece you back together, I-” His desperation was cut off by the feeling of Alban's arms wrapping around him...fingers relaxing along his clothing. “...I saw you that day. When your mother found me before everyone else did.” His whispers did more to calm Sonny...his breathing slowly slowing to normal rates. “...I thought they would give me to you but- they gave me to him instead. I wasn't against it at first- but you and your mother were the first people I saw when I woke up...and I wanted to get to know you too. Moony told me things about you...that you hated me and you wanted me to die. That you wanted to see your whole family collapse. I didn't know how I could talk to you...because I don't even understand him.” Alban moved away, but Sonny leaned forward- burying his head against his shoulder...taking whiffs of his cologne at his neck. “...I heard you yelling those things at him...and I can't thank you enough for it.” A wicked smile flashed upon Sonny's face...that he finally got something out of Alban. “Yeah...yeah. I'm just- very glad to hear you're still okay.” He forced himself to pull away, placing his hands firmly on Alban's arms. Their eyes locked into each other's...with some sort of unspoken promise of newfound trust. “...I promise I'll do my best to fix you up.” Clicks of heels alerted them, yet when Sonny expected anger the most...only worried faces glared down at them. Wordlessly, Lady Brisko passed them both, but Sammy knelt down right next to him. “Let's go home. We can't stay here any longer...but...this means you have to come clean to me, okay?” Sheepishly, Sonny agreed to her surprisingly calm words, standing up to his feet and helping Alban as well. The four of them walked along, heading down towards their private limousine. ...
Everything should've ended that night- he...shouldn't have to feel fear anymore for learning to express himself...but no.
My twin brother managed to survive the balcony fall and was hospitalized. I couldn't care less about the news but when I saw how horrified Alban's face looked...I felt very saddened.
As for my parents, they managed to cover up the incident with a crazy amount of money. When they saw my attachment to Alban- well...they figured they could make use of the living son they have left and chose to leave him for me as a reward. Thankfully.
So...I convinced my father to take a look at his body and help stitch up all of his wounds. My suspicions were absolutely true about my twin all along anyway, but to see all that makeup come off of Alban's body...to reveal those horrible bruises, puncture wounds, and stitches to cover up infliction markings nearly made me gag.
Under my father's care, and my watchful eyes, Alban made a full recovery from the years of trauma Moony inflicted on him. Relief washed through me all the way when both of my parents completely pardoned me for trying to murder my twin...hahahha...what irony.
As of him...Moony's still resting in his hospital room. Trapped in an endless coma with a fractured rib cage, a laceration on his head, and a necessary blood transfusion.
As for me...I'm trying to think of ways that I can get Alban to love me- or even show any sort of genuine reaction like he did before in the rain. I don't want to think about the day that my twin brother awakens but...even though I confessed how much I love and care about Alban, it's still hard for him to open up to me about anything...
... Sammy Brisko hurried down the staircase, a bright smile on her face with her car keys in hand. Sonny hid himself behind a wall...watching such an odd reaction from his sister as Alban walked on past him, not noticing him. “So, you really wanna go to the mall with me? That's awesome!” ‘The mall? Why would they even go if online shopping is a thing...?’ He furrowed his brows, peering out to see any sort of expression on Alban's face. His eyes widened seeing such an embarrassed look...blushing as if he had a school crush. “Yeah, well...I told you I wanted to get some things for Sonny...” He nearly fainted at the mention of his name, silently grabbing his beating heart. “You could've always asked me to order them online, skimp-” Alban leaned forward, putting his hands out to her. “Shhh shh!!!......let's just go...okay?” Sonny found himself slipping into the hallway...taking a heavy breath at Sammy's word. ‘Skimp...like skimpy...and Alban wants to get those things for me...’ He quickly realized he was blushing in...both places, hurrying down the hallway towards any room in his vicinity. ...
[ Later That Day ]
{ Sonny's Bedroom }
After eavesdropping on his sister and Alban, Sonny- after taking care of himself, spent all of his time tossing and turning in his bed...thinking about what Alban shushed Sammy for. His mind filled with absolutely filthy thoughts about him. ‘Oh my god what if he's wearing some sort of lacy lingerie like-’ The sounds of the connecting bathroom door opening made his eyes immediately focus...huffing out several breaths at once once the figure slipped in. “Sonny...do you...have a minute?” His eyes widened as they scanned across his body...wearing a white fishnet two piece with lace straps on his legs. His shorts wouldn't even cover much, his stomach and hips were...practically fully exposed to Sonny minus what hid between his legs...which he assumed was something more close to female genitalia. All of that...was masked perfectly with a silk translucent robe. ‘An angel is taking me to heaven- I thought I was going to hell for all the shit I've done...’ Sonny indulged as Alban grew closer...his body tensing with each step he took towards him. He eagerly pushed his blankets aside, smiling as he brought himself to his knees...gently grabbing Alban's hands with his own as if he was the thing he worshiped the most. ‘...but no. I've been rewarded.’ Alban glanced down at him, that same embarrassed blush on his face seeing Sonny kneeling down to him...on his own bed.
“Of course...whatever you need, Alban.”
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