Violet, A delicacy [1]

Heavenly young master slipped into his room, stark naked, without anyone noticing.

He would've loved it if his stepmother had seen him like this, though. But hey, he had time, right?

He decided a long nap was in order.

The soul transfusion had wiped him out, and this new body was seriously beat up from the fight.

His ribs were nearly broken, his face was a mess of bruises, his left arm was twisted, and his left ankle was sprained.

Yeah, he was pretty banged up.

'Tsk, tsk. The only reason I'm even on my feet is because of my healing tricks. Without them, I'd be stuck in a hospital bed for the rest of my life.'

It was a sickening thought. Sure, he could enjoy blow jobs and rides from Elena Cross—though she didn't even like him.

A man could dream, right? But that wasn't the life he wanted.

His plan was to cultivate power here, open a portal back to his world, and then it would be showtime.

"Kekeke. I'll show you how your wife moans for a real man's cock."

The heavenly young master laughed maniacally, recalling the face of the fairy king who had banished him from his own realm.

Peace was never an option for him; what he craved was carnage.

"Hope the kid survives there, though."

He muttered, shaking his head.

He climbed into bed, naked of course. Adjusting his massive cock, he fell face-first into the pillow and slept like a baby.

...

It wasn't until nightfall that he woke up. And it wasn't a peaceful awakening; rather, it was the sweet, melodious voice calling from behind the door that roused him.

"Brother... Dinner is ready."

The voice sang, like a scene straight out of a movie with a caring and beautiful protagonist.

Kane smiled but didn't open the door or even get up from bed.

Instead, he rolled onto his back, pulled the bedsheet up to his chiseled chest, and pretended to sleep.

"Brother..."

The voice came again, dripping with honeyed patience.

"I'm coming in, okay."

Click. Creak.

The old door swung open. He hadn't locked it, just like he hadn't locked Vanessa's room.

In his immortal realm, no one dared to barge into his palace, let alone his room. Anyone who tried would either end up "dicked down" or beheaded—no exceptions.

Step~ step~

He heard soft steps approaching the bed, followed by the slight dip of weight settling beside him.

"Brother... wakey-wakey..."

He didn't budge. He had no intention of moving. He was here to introduce his dear little sister to a new "toy."

This was the girl he had mentioned earlier—Kane's little stepsister, younger by just one year. Her name was Violet Kane.

Unlike her siblings, she wasn't a fighter or a sweaty brute, but a delicate flower.

Born prematurely, she was weak and small, but now, she had blossomed into a beauty—a petite, fair, and delicate-looking girl.

"Hmm... are you sleeping, brother? I made your favorite ramen..."

Zzz... zzz...

"Oh? Brother..."

Despite her persistent calling, he didn't stir.

Violet, however, wasn't one to let her hot ramen go to waste, especially since she had made it specifically for her dear brother.

She also had a small crush on Kane, and that was precisely what the Heavenly young master planned to exploit.

She leaned in closer, her breath warm against his ear.

"Brother, you don't want your ramen to get cold, do you?"

'Oh, Violet, Violet, just let me feed on you...'

He hummed inside his mind as he waited to see how this was going to end.

"Brother... wake up..."

She whispered softly, her voice carrying a sweet, pleading tone.

No response.

"B-but the ramen will get cold..."

'Oh, so sad...'

Kane thought, feeling the original Kane's affection for his little sister stir within him. It was almost as if his body physically ached at her sadness.

'Man, that original Kane really did love this girl, but he was too scared to act on it, fearing his entire family and this girl too, would turn against him.'

But that wouldn't be the case for him. He was going to charm every beautiful milf or gilf or woman that crossed his path.

"I should shake him awake."

Violet decided, her determination clear. The room was dark, with the curtains drawn and lights off.

The only illumination came from the crack in the door she had entered through. She reached out and gently shook him.

"Wake up, brother... I made your favorite... Ugh, do you have a cold, brother? Why's your hand so hot?"

Of course, that wasn't his hand at all.

It was our heavenly young master's third leg, standing tall and proud, lounging to one side like a lazy cat.

'Yes... yes... just like that...'

He thought, grinning internally.

"Brother..."

she called again, shaking him—or rather, stroking him. Her small, delicate hands felt heavenly.

'Man, am I blessed or what?'

He then felt her hand on his forehead, like she was checking for a fever.

"But... you seem okay... b-but what about your h-hand—"

Suddenly, she got a bad premonition.

She quickly jumped from the bed and dashed to the switchboard, flicking the switch with the speed of a startled squirrel.

The lights came on with such sudden intensity that she had to squint her eyes to adjust.

When she finally got her bearings, her face turned as red as a ripe tomato, her mouth hung open, and her eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.

"N-no... it can't be... Is that really..."

Violet, of course, was a virgin. A delicate girl who never ventured beyond the confines of her apartment without company, naturally remained a virgin.

This was indeed her first time seeing someone's cock.

She had stumbled upon porn, of course. Quite natural, really.

It all started with finding a sneaky site on her brother's phone, which he attempted to conceal.

In her room alone, she bravely delved into it herself.

And thus, her journey into the world of porn began.

She began to pleasure herself, thinking about her brother, a sinful act that she was fully aware of.

After all, he was the sole person who even acknowledged her existence.

And now, there it was - something firm and lengthy, tenting the white bedsheets, eagerly awaiting release.

"I-It's even bigger than the ones in those videos..."

Subconsciously, she took a few steps forward.

'What are you doing, Violet? That's your brother.'

Yet, that was precisely where she found herself heading – towards him. This was her chance to see what her brother was packing.

Gulp

She gulped, feeling her throat dry as she moved closer. Her eyes fixed on the massive rod concealed beneath the sheet.