The soft morning light filtered through the thin curtains of the orphanage bedroom, casting a pale glow across the room. Alvin stirred beneath the covers, shifting slightly as he felt something warm and solid wrapped around him. Slowly, as his mind emerged from sleep, he realized he was being hugged—a strong arm firmly draped over his waist, and a hard body pressed against his back.
Alvin blinked sleepily, his sky-blue hair spilling messily over his pillow. With a soft sigh, he turned slightly, looking up. Sure enough, Xavier was already awake, staring at him with an intensity that made Alvin's heart skip a beat. Those red eyes—so sharp and predatory—were locked onto his, studying him with a mixture of affection and something deeper.
"You're staring again," Alvin mumbled, his voice still heavy with sleep. He wriggled a bit to try and get more comfortable, but that's when he felt it—a familiar, very vulgar pressure against his thigh.
Alvin's eyes widened as he glared at Xavier. "Really? This early?"
Xavier's grin was slow and lazy, his voice rough from sleep but filled with amusement. "Can you blame me? You're irresistible first thing in the morning." He leaned in, his breath warm against Alvin's ear.
Alvin groaned, trying to pull away from the solid warmth of Xavier's body. "I'm not dealing with this right now." He pushed at Xavier's chest, rolling out of bed. "Go deal with your... situation in the bathroom. And hurry up. We have a whole house full of kids to manage."
Xavier chuckled, clearly enjoying Alvin's exasperation. "You know, this marriage thing is going to be fun."
"It'll be short if you don't behave yourself," Alvin shot back, throwing a mock glare over his shoulder as he grabbed his robe. "Now go!"
Xavier smirked, leaning back against the pillow, clearly unbothered. "Yes, wife."
Alvin rolled his eyes and made his way out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him. "Gods above, give me patience."
Alvin paused and coughed, maybe the Gods in his world would gloat upon hearing this.
Once he was in the hallway, Alvin stretched, letting out a long yawn as he arched his back. He could feel the strain of the previous days weighing on him, but the momentary peace was welcomed. He was about to head downstairs when he froze mid-stretch, a familiar yet unwelcome voice ringing through his mind.
"Alvin Bencio," the deep, resonating voice of the World Will echoed in his head, sounding more urgent than usual. "The progress of the world's evolution has accelerated. The change will now occur in 26 days."
Alvin sighed dramatically, rubbing his temples. "You again? Can't you pick a better time to throw this kind of news at me?" He tilted his head, sarcasm dripping from his voice. "Honestly, I'm starting to think you enjoy these little chats."
The World Will didn't seem to appreciate Alvin's attitude. "This is not a matter of enjoyment. The evolution of the world is no longer in balance. External forces are accelerating the process."
Alvin's eyebrow quirked. "Oh, let me guess—aliens, cosmic forces, or some nonsense like that, right? Maybe you could give me a heads-up when the zombies show up next. Very helpful."
There was a brief pause before the World Will continued, its voice devoid of emotion. "Your sarcasm will not delay the inevitable. Prepare yourself, Alvin Bencio. The world will undergo irreversible changes in 26 days."
Alvin rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Got it. Thanks for the warning, again. Now shoo. I've got more important things to deal with than cosmic prophecies."
The presence of the World Will faded as quickly as it had come, leaving Alvin alone in the hallway. He sighed, his mood darkened slightly by the news, but he quickly pushed it to the back of his mind. There would be time to deal with world-ending threats later. Right now, he had ten kids to wrangle and a whole morning ahead of him.
As he made his way downstairs, the sound of children's laughter filled the air. The ten kids of the orphanage were already awake and running around like little tornadoes, their laughter echoing through the hallways.
Alvin stepped into the living room and leaned against the doorway, watching them with a fond smile. Lily, Ash, and Diana were the easiest targets for his teasing. They were always gullible enough to fall for his tricks, and today was no exception.
He spotted Diana first, sitting on the floor with her stuffed bunny, quietly playing by herself. Alvin snuck up behind her, tapping her on the shoulder with a mock-serious tone. "Diana, I think your bunny is planning a secret mission. Better check his ears for any hidden messages."
Diana gasped, wide-eyed, as she quickly inspected her stuffed bunny's ears. "Really, Father?" she asked, her voice full of wonder.
Alvin barely held back his laughter. "Absolutely. Bunnies are tricky like that."
Lily and Ash, noticing the exchange, ran over to see what was happening. "Father! Is something wrong with the bunny?" Ash asked, his innocent eyes full of concern.
Alvin winked at him. "Nothing too serious. Just a covert operation. But you know, bunnies aren't as smart as you kids, so I think we're safe."
The three of them laughed, and Alvin felt a wave of affection for his little troublemakers. It wasn't often he let his softer side show, but the kids always managed to bring it out of him.
Just as he was about to pull them into another game, Alvin felt strong arms wrap around his waist from behind, pulling him close. He barely had time to react before he felt Xavier's lips pressing gently against his neck, sending an unexpected shiver down his spine.
"Good morning," Xavier murmured against his skin, his breath warm and teasing.
Alvin rolled his eyes but didn't pull away. "We just talked about this, Xavier. Control yourself." His voice lacked any real irritation, but he still shot Xavier a look over his shoulder.
Xavier ignored the warning, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on Alvin's lips, his hands still resting comfortably on Alvin's waist. "I am controlling myself. You should see what I really want to do."
Alvin gave him a flat look, though his cheeks flushed slightly at the remark. "Later," he muttered under his breath, stepping out of Xavier's embrace before the kids could notice.
But the kids had already seen.
"Good morning, Father!" they chorused cheerfully, their innocent eyes turning from Alvin to Xavier. They had grown used to Xavier's presence over the past few days, and now they accepted him as part of their unusual family.
Alvin, however, wasn't quite ready for what came next.
"Good morning, Daddy!" Lily chimed in, smiling brightly at Alvin.
Alvin froze, blinking in surprise. "What did you just call me?"
Lily giggled, pointing at Xavier. "Well, he's Father, so you're Daddy now, right?"
The other kids joined in, nodding enthusiastically, and soon they were all calling Alvin "Daddy" as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Alvin sighed dramatically, though there was a flicker of amusement in his eyes. "I can't believe I'm stuck with this title."
Xavier, standing beside him, smirked. "You should be honored, Daddy. It suits you."
Alvin glared at him, though the effect was ruined by the faint smile tugging at his lips. "Keep it up, Xavier, and you'll be on breakfast duty for the rest of the year."
Xavier chuckled, leaning down to kiss the top of Alvin's head. "I'll take that risk."
The clatter of breakfast dishes echoed in the kitchen as Alvin finished washing the last plate, glancing over his shoulder to check on the kids, who were now scattered throughout the living room, happily playing and giggling amongst themselves. The morning had gone smoothly enough, with Xavier taking over breakfast duties as promised, and now it was time to get things moving.
Alvin wiped his hands dry on a towel and fished his phone out of his pocket. He scrolled through his contacts until he found Jax and Luis, the two reliable people he had decided to bring on full-time. He had already thought this through—both had proven their loyalty, and with the impending chaos of the world's evolution, Alvin needed people he could trust, not just to help run the orphanage but to fight by his side if it came to that.
Dialing the number, Alvin waited for the line to connect.
"Hey, boss!" Jax's cheerful voice came through, and Alvin could hear the sound of traffic in the background.
"I'm sending you both the money I owe you," Alvin said without preamble, his tone all business. "It's time for you to resign from that club and start working here full-time. Tomorrow, I expect you and Luis at the orphanage by eight."
There was a brief pause before Jax responded, his tone more serious. "You got it, boss. We'll handle the resignation today. Looking forward to it."
Alvin ended the call and transferred the funds, satisfaction spreading through him as he thought about the future. With Jax and Luis on board, the preparations for the upcoming evolution would be smoother. He was putting together his own small army, and he liked the sound of that.
As he pocketed his phone and made his way toward the living room to check on the kids, he felt Xavier's presence before he even saw him.
Xavier, who had been leaning against the kitchen doorway, was watching Alvin intently, a gleam in his red eyes that was unmistakable. He had been quiet all morning, but now there was a certain restlessness in the way he moved, a certain hunger in the way he looked at Alvin.
"You know," Xavier began, pushing off the doorframe and stepping toward Alvin, "now that I've tasted you, I'm finding it incredibly hard to focus on anything else." His voice was low and full of desire, his lips curling into a smirk as he closed the distance between them.
Alvin gave him a wary glance, though the corner of his mouth twitched with amusement. "Focus, Loid. The kids are around, and I've got things to do."
Xavier chuckled, unfazed by the warning. "We can take care of all that later. Right now, there's something far more important."
Alvin arched an eyebrow, already sensing where this conversation was headed. "And what's that?"
Xavier stopped directly in front of him, his hand reaching out to gently grab Alvin by the wrist. "We're getting our marriage certificate. Today."
Alvin blinked, taken aback by the sudden urgency in Xavier's voice. "What? Why the rush? You just decided this now?"
Xavier's eyes darkened with intensity as he brought Alvin's hand up to his lips, brushing a soft kiss against his knuckles. "Because I can't wait any longer. I want you to be mine, officially. The sooner, the better."
Alvin's cheeks flushed slightly, caught off guard by the raw possessiveness in Xavier's tone. He quickly shook off the feeling and narrowed his eyes at him. "You realize it's not that simple, right? You still need permission from your family. You think they're going to let you marry a man without raising a few eyebrows?"
Xavier smirked, not the least bit deterred. "I'll handle them. I'll get the permission by evening, don't worry about that." His gaze lingered on Alvin's lips, and before Alvin could respond, Xavier leaned in, capturing his mouth in a fierce kiss.
The kiss was sudden and overwhelming, and Alvin instinctively tried to push Xavier away, his eyes wide with surprise. But Xavier was relentless, his grip firm as he deepened the kiss, his lips demanding yet tender.
Alvin finally broke free, glaring at Xavier as he caught his breath. "Will you quit it? The kids are going to see—"
Before he could finish the sentence, Xavier kissed him again. This time, Alvin didn't even try to push him away. It was hard to argue with someone when their mouth was pressed against yours, after all. The warmth of Xavier's body, the intensity of his kiss—it was hard to deny the pull between them.
Alvin managed to break free for a second, muttering under his breath. "Seriously, you need to stop—"
But Xavier's lips were on his again before he could finish, silencing his protest with another deep, searing kiss. The kids, who had been running around the orphanage, stopped in their tracks, staring at the scene unfolding in front of them with wide eyes.
Lily was the first to speak, her voice full of innocent curiosity. "Father is kissing Daddy again!"
The other children chimed in, their faces lighting up with excitement. "They're kissing!"
Alvin groaned internally as he pulled back from Xavier's kiss, shooting the man an exasperated look. "You see? This is what happens when you can't control yourself."
But Xavier only smiled, clearly unbothered by the kids' reactions. "They'll get used to it." He leaned in one more time, planting a soft kiss on Alvin's forehead before grabbing his hand. "Now, come with me."
"What are you doing?" Alvin asked, a mixture of irritation and amusement in his voice as Xavier pulled him toward the stairs.
"Taking you upstairs," Xavier said with a mischievous grin, his tone leaving no room for argument. "There's something we didn't finish last night."
Alvin rolled his eyes but didn't resist as Xavier led him upstairs. "You're insatiable," he muttered under his breath, though there was a small smile playing on his lips.
"Only when it comes to you," Xavier shot back smoothly, his grip tightening around Alvin's hand as they disappeared up the stairs.
Downstairs, the kids were left standing in the living room, still buzzing with excitement after witnessing their fathers' affectionate exchange.
"They're always like this," Leo said, shaking his head with a grin.
Lily giggled, turning to Ash. "Father really loves Daddy, doesn't he?"
Ash nodded, though his expression was more thoughtful. "Yeah... but do you think they'll have time to play with us today?"
The kids all exchanged glances before breaking into laughter, their innocent minds quickly shifting back to their games as the noise of their playful chaos resumed in the orphanage.
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Upstairs, Xavier had already pushed Alvin into the bedroom, closing the door behind them with a soft click. Alvin raised an eyebrow, leaning against the wall with crossed arms as he eyed Xavier with mock suspicion.
"You're seriously going to spend the whole day doing this, aren't you?" Alvin asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Xavier shrugged, his grin widening as he stepped closer. "If it means keeping you all to myself for a little longer, then yes."
Alvin's sarcastic front faltered for a moment as he took in the way Xavier was looking at him—like he was the only thing in the world that mattered. The intensity of it made his heart skip a beat, and for a moment, Alvin let his guard down.
"Fine," Alvin sighed, though his lips curved into a small smile. "But don't think you're off the hook. You still need to get permission from your family for this wedding."
Xavier laughed, pulling Alvin into his arms and pressing a soft kiss to his temple. "I'll take care of it. But first..."
Alvin raised an eyebrow as Xavier's hand slid down to his waist, pulling him closer. "First?"
"First, I'm not done with you yet." Xavier's voice was a low, teasing growl as he leaned in for another kiss, one that Alvin, this time, didn't bother resisting.
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Xavier's short black hairs stood on end as he trailed his mouth down the column of Alvin's neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh as he went. His hands roamed freely, tracing the contours of Alvin's chest before settling on the pebbled nipples, teasing and pinching them to elicit sharp gasps of pleasure.
Moving further down, Xavier's mouth found the juncture of Alvin's thigh and hip, his tongue dancing over the smooth skin with a hunger that was palpable. He took Alvin's hardening cock into his hand, stroking it with a firm grip that had the blue-haired man squirming beneath him.
The moment was electric as Xavier leaned in to whisper a string of savage, bold comments into Alvin's ear, his voice a gruff purr that sent shivers down his spine. Then, without warning, Xavier's nimble fingers slid between Alvin's cheeks, pressing against the tight ring of his ass. With a single, slow motion, he penetrated the velvet warmth, earning a low moan of surprise and desire from the man beneath him.
.
Alvin felt the intrusion of something thick and hard pressing against his ass, and realized with a mix of shock and excitement that Xavier had penetrated him without preamble, his cock plunging deep into his willing body. "S-Slow down, Xavier," he managed to gasp, his voice strained with pleasure and a hint of pain. Xavier, however, was lost in the throes of desire and didn't immediately heed the warning.
He pumped into Alvin with a ferocity that had the latter's eyes rolling back in his head, his body arching off the bed in a silent plea for more. But Xavier had heard the urgent tone in Alvin's voice and, with a smug smile, he paused, allowing the tip of his cock to linger at the entrance of Alvin's tight channel. "You want it slow?" he murmured, his breath hot against Alvin's ear. "Is that what you really want?" His grip on Alvin's hip tightened, and before the latter could protest, Xavier's teeth clamped down on his earlobes, eliciting a sharp cry of surprise.
Then, with a savage growl, he began to thrust again, his movements now even more intense and punishing. Each stroke sent waves of ecstasy crashing through Alvin, and his cries grew louder, more desperate. Despite his earlier protest, he found himself craving the painful pleasure that Xavier was delivering so masterfully. And as Xavier's pace grew even more relentless, Alvin felt the coil of tension in his belly tighten to a breaking point. Then, with one final, powerful thrust, Xavier bit down hard on Alvin's earlobes and filled him with his hot cum, their bodies shuddering together in the throes of a shared climax.
Alvin lay sprawled on the bed, his chest rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath. His long sky-blue hair was a tangled mess around his face, and he shot a sharp glare at Xavier, who was lounging beside him, clearly satisfied.
"You're insufferable," Alvin gasped, his voice breathless but filled with irritation. He sat up abruptly, reaching for his discarded pants at the foot of the bed, his movements hurried and slightly agitated. "I can't believe you—again, so early. I have things to do!"
Xavier's grin was unrepentant, his muscular frame sprawled lazily across the bed. He watched Alvin with a smug look as the mage struggled to pull his pants on, his cheeks still flushed from their earlier activities. "I couldn't help myself," Xavier said, his voice deep and laced with satisfaction. "You looked too good to resist, and well... I didn't hear any complaints from you a little while ago."
Alvin glared at him, tugging on his shirt with sharp, annoyed movements. "I swear,Xavier, if you think I'm putting up with this every day, you're mistaken. You're lucky the kids didn't come barging in!" He pointed accusingly at Xavier, who only smirked in response.
Sitting up, Xavier reached out, gently pulling Alvin back down onto the bed beside him. His voice softened, his grin turning into something more tender. "Come on, don't be like that, Al. I'll make it up to you. Besides," he added, brushing a strand of Alvin's hair from his face, "I know you didn't hate it."
Alvin scoffed, though the slight blush on his cheeks betrayed his indignation. "Keep talking like that, and I'll call off the whole wedding." He crossed his arms, shooting Xavier a withering look. "You're impossible."
For a brief moment, Xavier's expression flickered—like the idea of Alvin not marrying him was actually a real threat. But then, with his usual confident smirk, he leaned in closer, pressing his lips softly against Alvin's ear. "That's not happening," he whispered, his voice rich with certainty. "You're marrying me, Alvin, whether you like it or not. And you're going to love it."
Alvin rolled his eyes dramatically but didn't pull away from the closeness. "You're way too cocky for your own good."
Xavier chuckled, nuzzling his face into Alvin's neck, his tone turning playful. "And you love that about me."
"Do I?" Alvin shot back, though his voice had softened, a small smirk of his own playing at the edges of his lips.
"Mhm," Xavier hummed in agreement, his hand sliding down to rest on Alvin's waist, pulling him even closer. "There's no going back now. You're stuck with me."