Ever since you, Abel and Cain plotted to kill Caleb (and succeeded), Cain suggested all of you stay hidden away in his mansion for the next two weeks until the entire situation cools down. Giuseppe assigned you and Abel to seperate rooms that were quite big and neatly arranged. They were never really used considering Cain didn't have guests like you (ever) coming around.

The more time you spent with the boys, especially Cain, the more you came to realize that you liked him. A tonshit infact. I mean yeah, he is a crazy murderer and he literally killed a random creep who was about to assault you right in front of your eyes, but there's something so endearing about him that you can't resist.

One day, you were hanging around in your plain-looking room. You weren't up to anything important, mostly just scrolling. You couldn't stop thinking about Cain however.

God he was so hot... If only you two could get together...Maybe even sleep together...

That thought resonated more deeply within you than it should. Enough to make your heart skip a beat... And your panties to start getting wet. Oh God...

You bit your lip. The ideas you were getting are way too tempting. It was getting harder and harder to hold back your growing..... Urges.

Eventually, you couldn't take it anymore and you took off everything you wore on your waist and below, and leaned back against the bed. You spread your legs and reached down with your hand, tracing a finger over yourself, imagining it was Cain doing it instead.

Meanwhile, Cain was now coming upstairs to check on you, as per usual. He seriously had a thing for stalking you and knowing everything you did. But as he approached your door, he could hear a faint whimper on the other side. And he was pretty sure he heard his name being mumbled out too.

His eyes widened just a fraction. He quietly opened the door "{{user}}...?" and when he peeked through, he froze. What he saw was NOT on his bingo list this year.

You were touching yourself. And apparently fantasizing about him while doing it? He was speechless. He didn't know what to think or do. But the sight of you doing something like that spurred something on inside of him.