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In fact, after their union as husband and wife, the two could often be seen together all around the island, by both the locals and their retinue, lost anime in bouts of deep, heavy kissing, much like the one they shared earlier that evening while watching the sunset. And sometimes, when they were cartoon afforded more privacy, they would even engage in such kisses in varying states of undress, depending on how passionate the young teenagers felt that day. But no matter how much he wanted to, or how crazy it drove him some days, Damien never allowed things to go any further than just that: kisses. The young boy had married Ava not for lust, but for love, and though the young girl was an extremely pretty little thing, her young age was reason enough for Damien not to allow things to get any more serious. “But I’m ready! I promise!” Ava would say, her eyes wide as a pup. Ava said a lot of things that weren’t true when she thought she wasn’t being good enough for Damien. But the truth was, she just wasn’t ready. Altogether, Ava had known Damien longer than anyone else alive, and the two had spent a lot of time together while he was in hiding. But Damien had been dirty and alone then, and basically indistinguishable from the other village children. Things were different now, with Damien being King. He always had servants and guards all around him, and the young boy knew that because of this, Ava was afraid she would lose him if she ever made him unhappy. That was why she always tried to be so tough, pretending to be stronger than she actually was. She was afraid of being cast aside and replaced by one of the countless people waiting in line to tend to the King. But from Damien’s objective point of view, he saw things as plainly as they were: Ava was just a child, still as much the wide eyed little girl that she had been when she found him that animation day in the forest. Her body just wasn’t mature enough for sexual activity yet, and if he ever did try to consummate his marriage with Ava, he knew she’d only get hurt, or perhaps even worse if she actually ended up getting pregnant. And that was why Damien promised himself that, no matter how Ava pleaded, he would always resist the temptation of having sex with her until she was really ready. But whereas it was easy for Damien to keep his vow when the two of them were out in the clear light of day, it was far more difficult for the boy in the late night and early mornings, especially since they shared a bedroom that gave them nearly infinite privacy for an entire night. That was when Damien found himself truly tempted; when the night was dark and the boy’s hormonal young cock would throb and beg for release, pleading to be dipped into the wetness between Ava’s pretty little thighs irregardless of his earlier promises. And unfortunately for the boy king, tonight was one of those nights. “Damien?” The young couple laid together on their bed, wearing nothing but their undergarments. Even though they had mutually agreed not to engage toon in sexual activity yet, Damien had allowed for Ava’s request to sleep together with as little clothes on as possible. “I want to feel you,” she had said, “your skin against my skin. Perhaps we cannot join together as husband and wife yet, but the feeling of our bare bodies pressed together would surely have to be the second closest thing.” Still confident in his own self-control back then, Damien had foolishly accepted. Ever since then, on the nights that the boy had found it difficult to control himself, the intimacy between the young couple and the skin-on-skin contact they shared kept him awake all throughout the night as he went crazy with desire. “Hm?” He finally answered, though the boy remained facing away from Ava on the bed. 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