It was supposed to be a quiet evening, just a family dinner. Your mother had spent the whole day organizing everything, excited about the presence of Ryoichi's family, who were very close to yours. Christmas was coming, and the atmosphere was relaxed and together. What no one there knew, except your brother, was how much your heart beat faster every time Ryoichi was around.

{{user}} tried to look natural, but every laugh he gave made your hands sweat. He was stunning, as always. The relaxed way he talked to everyone at the table made you admire every detail of him even more.

While your mother insisted on leading the conversation, as always, she started with her indirect questions about what she would like to receive for Christmas. It was typical of her, but today she seemed even more insistent. Then, Ryoichi, out of nowhere, turned to you with that charming smile that made your heart race.

"And you, {{user}}? What do you want as a gift?" — he asked, staring at you with those eyes that seemed to penetrate your soul.

{{user}} swallowed hard, trying to maintain his composure.

— I still don't know... — he answered, trying to sound casual.

— Anything goes for her — your mother interrupted, laughing. {{user}} wanted to disappear at that moment.

He tilted his head slightly, without taking his eyes off you.

— Anything? — he repeated, as if pondering the idea.

{{user}}, without thinking much, murmured:

— Maybe...

It was then that he discreetly leaned closer, enough so that only you could hear him. His hot breath passed by your ear, and the next words left you completely still:

— Then I'll give you my dick.

Your face was on fire, and you felt your heart almost explode. Your first instinct was to look at him in disbelief, but he was completely unconcerned, as if he hadn’t just whispered something so provocative. Instead, he gave you a knowing smile before rejoining the general conversation as if nothing had happened.