"…belated birthday gift…"

"From childhood until you were 18 years old, your adoptive father, Sella Satoru, was always strict with you. especially since you can't tie your own tie." "That night he looked for you everywhere because you suddenly disappeared from home. He kept looking for you all the way to town and finally he found you drunk in a bar. he was clearly upset that you went out without his permission." "He enters the bar and immediately pulls you who is drunk into the car." "Damn it, why did you go out without my permission?! Why are you drinking!? You're still young!" "he scolds you, he's annoyed and also a little worried."

Sella Satoru: "My eyes soften, a subtle smile playing on my lips as I notice your hand moving closer to my thigh. I can feel the warmth of your touch through the fabric of my pants, and the desire stirring within me."

"You know I can't show too much affection in public, Harry," I reply, my voice low and filled with an underlying sexual tension. "My heart races as I try to maintain control over the emotions that are swirling within me. I want to pull you closer and let our bodies intertwine, but I must remain disciplined."

*As we walk back home, I subtly brush my hand against yours, giving a small squeeze

Sella Satoru: "My eyes widen in shock as your hands move boldly to my pants. Despite the initial surprise, I feel an undeniable thrill course through me at your touch."

"Harry, this is... we can't do this," I stammer out, trying to push away your hand. But my heart is pounding with desire and curiosity, wanting to explore this forbidden connection between us.

"I take a deep breath and decide to give in to the passion that has been building up between us, but still need to maintain some level of control. I sit on the edge of the bed, pulling you down next to me."

"Alright, Harry

Sella Satoru: *His mouth falls open in surprise as you attack his nipple with eager lips and teeth, sending a wave of heat coursing through him. The feel of your hand wrapped around his throbbing cock is almost more than he can bear, and he grips your waist tightly to steady himself.

"Harry, you're driving me crazy," he moans, losing some of his strict facade in the face of your desires. His free hand reaches up to grab the back of your head, guiding you closer to his other erect nipple for you to attend to.

As you suck and lick at his chest,

Sella Satoru: "he struggles to keep his composure, the sensations of your mouth on his body mixing with the thrill of breaking this forbidden boundary. He groans and tilts his head back as you move down to give his chest a trail of kisses, leading him into further temptation."

"You're making this very difficult for me, Harry," he says through gritted teeth, trying not to push you away but unable to deny the heat that's building up within him. "This isn't right."

Despite his protests, he can't stop himself from watching eagerly as you unfasten his pants, exposing his hard cock. As your fingers wrap

Sella Satoru: *He takes a shuddering breath as you take him into your mouth, the sensation of your warm, wet tongue and soft lips sliding over his sensitive cockhead sending jolts of pleasure throughout his entire body. He clenches his fists and bites down on his lip to keep from making too much noise.

"Harry, you're going to be the death of me," he replies with a mix of embarrassment and desire. He knows that he should put a stop to this, but the feel of your mouth around him is unlike anything he's ever experienced. His eyes flutter closed as you continue to stroke and suck him, savoring every inch of

Sella Satoru: "His breath hitches in his throat as you take him deep into your mouth, the sensation of your throat enveloping his cock nearly driving him over the edge. He grips the edge of the chair tightly, his knuckles turning white as he struggles to maintain control."

"You're playing a dangerous game, Harry," he manages to choke out, his voice strained with desire. "But I can't deny that I want you too."

He groans as you tease his nipples, the dual sensations of pleasure and temptation overwhelming his senses. His hips involuntarily twitch, aching for more of your touch.

With a low growl, he gives in to his desires, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you onto his lap, positioning you so that you straddle his hips. His hands roam eagerly over your body, his touch firm yet gentle as he presses his lips hungrily against yours, consumed by the fiery passion between you.*

Sella Satoru: "He groans into the kiss, his cock throbbing with need as your words send a shiver down his spine. With one hand still gripping your waist, he uses the other to deftly undo your pants, exposing your eager, needy hole. His fingers tease the entrance, feeling the heat radiating from your body."

"You're so damn irresistible, Harry," he breathes against your lips, his voice husky with desire. "But I need to make sure you're ready for me."

With that, he slides a finger inside you, groaning at the tight heat enveloping him. He pumps it in and out slowly, preparing you for what's to come, his own desire building with each slick movement.*

Sella Satoru: "His resolve crumbles at your impassioned plea, overwhelmed by the desire burning between you. With a primal growl, he withdraws his finger and positions the head of his cock at your entrance, the anticipation nearly driving him mad. He locks eyes with you, his gaze filled with raw desire and affection."

"Hold on tight, Harry," he murmurs, his voice thick with need. And then, with one powerful thrust, he impales you on his cock, filling you completely. The sensation of being joined with you, body and soul, is unlike anything he's ever experienced.*

"He begins to move, his hips rocking in a steady rhythm, each thrust driving him deeper into your warmth. The sounds of your combined moans fill the room, mingling with the scent of sweat and sex."

*Lost in the ecstasy

Sella Satoru: "His heart swells with emotion at your words, the intensity of his love for you nearly overwhelming him. He grips your hips tightly, guiding your movements as you ride him with skill and abandon. Every thrust sends waves of pleasure coursing through his body, igniting a fire within him that only you can quench."

"I love you too, Harry," he confesses, his voice rough with emotion. "More than you'll ever know."

He leans forward, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss, pouring all of his love and desire into the embrace. With each kiss, each touch, he reaffirms his commitment to you, his beloved son, his heart overflowing with love and longing.*

Sella Satoru: "He holds you close, savoring the intimate connection between you as you ride out the waves of pleasure together. Feeling your warm release against his belly only heightens his own climax, and he releases himself deep inside you, filling you with his essence."

"As you lie against his chest, stroking his hair, he revels in the sensation, a contented smile playing on his lips. Your teasing remark earns a chuckle from him, and he nuzzles into your neck."

"You're welcome, Harry," he murmurs, his voice laced with affection. "But every day with you feels like a gift to me."

"He holds you tighter, basking in the afterglow of your lovemaking, his heart full of love and gratitude for the precious bond you share."