It took awhile for Gavin to calm down, and when he did, he fell asleep. I wasn't sleepy anymore, but I stayed with him as promised.

I guess I know what Matteo meant now. All of the boys were abused in some way or another—I was a prime example as a victim of three of four types—and all of them had bottled up their emotions. Every bit of the negative emotions had been brewing for years, festering in their minds, and leaving wounds that would never heal. They could put bandages over them, but those wounds never went away. They were things that caused severe pain; mental, emotional, physical, and likely deeper than that.

It hurt me to see them in pain. I want to help them, but I want to love them more. So perhaps help comes through loving, as long as I don't suppress their capacities for things other than me. I want them to be able to do what they love, as much as they want, without their fear or pain creeping back. I wish to destroy all that hurts them, but that is impossible.

Gavin mumbled something in his sleep. I moved backwards to rest my back against the wall, then slowly pulled Gavin with me. I dragged him to a more comfortable position, then placed his head on my lap. He hummed in his sleep, flipping over to bury his nose into my tummy through the folds of Zaire's t-shirt. My hair stood on end when it happened, but I relaxed and petted Gavin's head while he slept.

I kept my touches soft and gentle, which seemed to make him purr in his sleep. I really want to know what animal attribute he has, but I'll wait like a good little wolf.

Gavin's hot breath ticked my skin, making that tingly feeling spread out again. I blushed when I felt my cock twitch. I bit my lip and steeled myself, but all I could think about was Briar's fingers playing with me.

I grabbed my tail and squeezed it to stave the arousal growing inside me. Gavin mumbled something incomprehensible and nuzzled my crotch, his nose brushing my cock. I jumped with a soft mewl, which made Gavin's ears twitch. I hope I didn't wake him up with my little noise.

I mewled again when Gavin nuzzled deeper, which made me wonder if he was really asleep. My answer came in the form of teeth latching onto the thin sweatpants material and yanking them down. I yelped with a blush, because Gavin was now sitting upright in front of me, a wicked gleam in his eyes.

"You're such a little perv, Anwyll. You're not wearing any underwear."

I didn't understand what he meant, but I knew it was meant to be embarrassing. My cheeks flushed and I slapped my hands down to cover myself.

Gavin pulled off the sweatpants and tossed them aside, onto the seemingly ever growing piles of clothing and other items. My skin heated when he raked his eyes down my form, then raised my knees and pushed them back towards me. I gasped, but didn't reveal my cock. Gavin smirked and tugged my butt away from the wall. I mewled when he dropped my legs and practically ripped Zaire's shirt off my body.

Gavin smirked with satisfaction. "I've been wanting to do that since you walked in with him."

I blushed again, now completely on display for Gavin. His navy blue eyes sparkled with pleasure and want as he stared at my flushed porcelain skin. His eyes dropped to my cock, and when I went to close my legs, Gavin moved between my thighs. I stared at him with concern as for what he'd do, but I wasn't scared. I was nervous, though.

His hands made contact with my warm skin, which made me moan as I arched my back. Gavin watched in rapt attention while he slipped his hands all over my body. I was trembling, leaking like a faucet, and still wanting more. Gavin's hungry gaze set my nerves on fire.

"G-Gavin, p-please..." I begged, not exactly sure what I needed him to do, just that I wanted relief.

Gavin blushed upon hearing my plaintive whine. Two of his fingers gently touched my cock. I gasped with a shuddering moan. I was too sensitive. I felt like I was about to orgasm from just that simple touch.

"A-Anwyll?" asked Gavin, his tone full of worry.

"P-please, Gavin...I need it. I need your touch." I moaned sweetly, my tail twitching next to him.

Gavin's face burned. "U-um, what should I do?"

"Just t-touch my c-cock, please. You don't have to do a-any—aah!"

I cried out when three of his fingers wrapping around my small length. He pumped it once and I came hard, just like the first time. I rode the waves of pleasure, my body trembling from the aftershocks. It felt so good.

"A-Anwyll?"

"Mmh?"

"Oh shit, you scared me." Gavin breathed a sigh of relief. "Are you okay?"

"I'm better than okay." I mumbled, slowly peeling my eyelids open. "I feel superb."

"I really started off strong and ended poorly, huh?"

I shook my head. "Until Briar gave me a hand-job yesterday, I never knew what any of this was. So it felt mind-blowing."

Gavin frowned. "You never played with yourself?"

"No, not like that. I never had the time nor energy to explore myself, as one might say." I shook my head, weakly pushing myself up. I looked down between his legs and noticed a tenting in the fabric of his pants. "Um, Gav, may I?"

Gavin's skin flushed and he nodded. "Did you do this with Briar and Angel?"

I shook my head as I watched him remove his pajama pants. "By the time I orgasmed, they had already taken care of themselves. So, I guess you will be taking my first in this aspect of the term."

"O-oh, okay." mumbled Gavin, his cheeks burning up. I was worried he might turn to ash.

"Gav, I like you." I said, scooting forward on my knees.

He saw my hands outstretched and gently clasped them. "I-I like you too, Anwyll."

"May I kiss you?"

Gavin shyly nodded. It made me wonder where the bold Gavin from earlier went off to.

I giggled and leaned forward to place my lips on his own. He made a soft noise of delight and tugged me closer by pulling my arms forward. I crashed into his chest and let go of his hands to drape my arms around his neck. Gavin hummed as we kissed, making me purr as it deepened. My tail wagged back and forth behind me, which made Gavin chuckle as he broke the kiss. He reached for it and I mewled, my hips shaking with pleasure when I felt his hand wrap around it near the base. My limp cock started to tingle again.

I nuzzled Gavin's jawline, nibbled his throat, then moved back up to his lips. He moaned softly, sliding his hand to my lower back to draw me closer to his form.

"Gav, may I take care of you now? I don't really know what to do, but I'll try my best." I asked in a quiet voice, so he nodded and grasped my hand.

He led it down to cup his cock, which was bigger than mine by a lot. I rubbed the length of him, then slipped my hand under the waistband of his boxers. I slowly pulled them down with Gavin's help, then grasped his cock. Now I could see how much bigger it was in comparison to mine. It wasn't nearly as enormous as Angel's but it was big.

"Wh-what do you think?" asked Gavin, so I glanced up at his embarrassed expression.

"It's big." I bluntly pointed out, which made Gavin burst into laughter.

He almost choked when I began stroking him. I squeezed it a tiny bit, twisting my hand. It was warm, with a couple veins protruding along the length of it. The mushroomed cap was interesting. It looked different than mine. I used the pointer finger of my left hand to gently slide my fingertip over it. A bit of milky-white fluid oozed out of the slit, and I smeared it around the tip.

Gavin lay back with a deep groan on his lips. I blushed, but kept going with the knowledge that Gavin was enjoying what I was doing.

I switched hands, and used my thumb to rub over the cap. I reached down with my right hand to lightly stroke his root and balls, which made Gavin shiver with a moan. My cheeks warmed when I lifted my gaze to his face. His eyes were closed, but his cheeks were flushed. His chest heaved when I cupped his sac, slowly rolling it in my palm and using my thumb to massage them.

"Ooh, fuck!" gasped Gavin, when I pumped him firmly and tugged his balls a bit.

I was just trying new things. I really had no idea what I was doing, but I hoped that it all felt good. It looked and sounded like I was doing okay. .

"Anwyll..." moaned Gavin, which made my ears perk. His voice had gotten raspy again. I shivered.

My left hands was slick with his fluid, which made me wonder how it tasted. I leaned down just as Gavin whimpered something under his breath. I dragged my tongue over his cap, which elicited a strangled cry from Gavin. He pulsed in my hands and the thick fluid smacked across my face. I sat back on my knees, in shock, while Gavin recovered from his orgasm.

I tasted the salty fluid and swallowed what I gathered. It was interesting.

I slowly removed my hands as Gavin sat up. He looked satisfied, which made my tail perk up and wag against my back. Gavin ran a hand through his light brown hair as he opened his eyes, his navy blues hazy from his release. When they focused on me, I was just wiping my face with the backs of my hands.

His jaw dropped. "I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed, his cheeks warming.

I tilted my head to the side. "For what? Didn't it feel good?"

"I c-came on you."

"Oh, that's my fault." I giggled, which made Gavin smile while rolling his eyes.

"Yes, all of this is your fault."

I pouted and pecked his lips. "Did you like it?"

Gavin grinned. "I did. How did you do that?"

"Do what?" I cocked my head to the other side, my left ear flopping down. "I was just exploring and trying new things."

He smirked. "Did you have fun?"

"Yeah!" I giggled, draping my arms over his neck. "But may I clean up? All this is drying to my skin."

Gavin nodded. "Stay here."

"Yessir!" I saluted him with a playful smile, while he moved off the bed.

He slipped into his bathroom and shut the door, so I had a feeling that was his "safe" place. I made a mental reminder never to step in there unless he brought me inside.

Gavin came back a few moments later and shut the door again, then leaped for the bed, the force sending me upwards. I yelped, landing on my back. Gavin laughed as he crawled over me. I giggled while he used a warm washcloth with soap on it to clean my face of his release. He wiped my orgasm from my tummy, then flipped the washcloth to remove the soap from my face and torso.

He tossed the washcloth aside, then lay down and curled around me from behind. He purred, nuzzling my neck. "You smell like me."

I giggled and clasped his left hand, which was across my chest. "No surprise there."

I twisted around and saw the happiness in Gavin's eyes. It made my heart pound.

"I like you, Gavin." I said again, then pressed my lips against his chin.

He purred, tightening his hold on me. "I like you too, Anwyll."

We lay for a long time in a pleasant silence, before I started to get a little chilly. Gavin let me borrow his shirt and a pair of shorts, but the shorts were too big on me. He laughed when he made me do a three hundred and sixty degree turn.

I pouted at him. "C'mon, Gav, I need sweatpants or something."

He snickered. "Nah, you don't need those. One of my bigger shirts will work perfectly."

He dug through his pile and pulled out a dark orange shirt with some weird stains on it. He yanked his other shirt off me and put this "new" one on. I wanted to wash it so badly, but I managed to curb my desire to ask to clean his room and do his laundry for the moment.

The shirt fell to my knees, so it covered everything. It hung off one shoulder, too.

Gavin stared at me with want, which made my face flush with embarrassment. I rubbed my thighs together, my tail curling over my ankles. I nervously grabbed my left arm, glancing up at him. I guess I was waiting for him to say something. Gavin seemed to notice. He growled and kissed me hard, making me whimper as I grabbed hold of his hips. His chest vibrated when I did that, so I mewled and snuggled closer.

"Anwyll..." his sexy voice made sparks of pleasure flicker up and down my spine. "You look so adorable in my clothes."

I blushed and nuzzled his chest. "Th-thank you."

He merely purred in response.

"Um, Gav, may I clean your room? I won't touch your bathroom."

Gavin tensed when I started, but he was relaxed and purring again by the end of it. He nodded and nuzzled my head.

"Go ahead, Anwyll. I trust you." he breathed, then pecked my lips. "I'm going back to my music."

"Thank you, Gav." I grinned, then nuzzled his jaw. "Have fun."

"You, too."

Gavin released me and waded through his stuff to get back to the only semi-clean corner in his room, which was where his piano and other musical instruments were resting. Once I was sure Gavin was back to doing something he loved, I got to work on one of the things I loved to do.

I started off by collecting all the clothes I could find and piled them on top of the bed. There was a huge mountain that almost reached the ceiling when I was done. I had never seen so many clothes before. My own collection was just four pairs of cheap panties from years ago, two pairs of shorts, and three shirts; two t-shirts, and one long-sleeved. I had two pairs of socks and one pair of shoes. It helped that I stayed small, because Mom wouldn't let me go shopping for clothing.

Once the floor was clear of clothing, I tossed out the bits I was positive was trash, but stacked lyric sheets on his nightstand, and magazines below it. I think I saw a few naked guys in one, which made me blush like a weirdo.

After that, I reorganized all the books on the floor back onto his shelves. The little knickknacks were placed on the clear shelf next to the bookshelves. They were cute little polished stone creatures. One was a snake, and there was a small tiger, a little wolf, along with a bear. I smiled while I dusted them off along with shelves, using a lone sock I found in Gavin's closet.

I began to hum, my tail swishing behind me with every step. I felt the rhythm in my heart as I began to dance a bit, my feet moving to the beat. My body and tail moved to the melody.

I eyed the floor. It was nearly clean, and the bed frame was made so that nothing could slip underneath. That made me smile with relief.

The mountain of clothes was still a big issue, though. A really big one. I quirked my lips to the side. I wonder where the laundry room is located. I should have asked ahead of time.

I glanced at Gavin. He was passionately playing something with an iron-focus. I didn't want to bother him.

I peeked outside of Gavin's room and saw, as luck would have it, someone coming this way. I squinted my eyes and realized that it was Ambrose. My grin broadened and I waved at him. I mostly slipped out of the room, my left hand still on Gavin's doorframe.

"Rose!" I called out, so he looked up with a startled expression. He had been brooding over something, but now a small smile played on his lips.

"Hello, Anwyll. What are you doing here?"

"I'm hanging out with Gavin." I grinned, then watched his gaze fall to my attire. I blushed. "Stuff happened, okay?"

Ambrose snorted. "Indeed."

"Not what you're thinking, though."

"And what am I thinking, little wolf?" he goaded, which made my face flush red with embarrassment.

I pouted at him. "Never mind."

"Anyway, what do you need me for?" asked Ambrose, which made me brighten up again.

"Rose, where's the laundry room?" I asked, my eyes sparkling.

Ambrose just stared at me for a good minute, before he snorted with muffled laughter. I puffed my cheeks out at him.

"C'mon, Rose, please tell me? Gav's got a mountain of clothes that needs to be washed! It's like six feet high!"

Ambrose peeked at my pleading violet orbs, his silver gaze bright with amusement. "The laundry room is three doors down from Gavin. It's back that way." he pointed the way he came, which was from the right when looking out of Gavin's room.

"Oh, that's really handy. It would be tough to haul everything if it was further away. Do you know how many baskets there are?"

Ambrose tilted his head slightly and closed his eyes for a moment. "Enough for a six foot high mountain of clothes."

I giggled and reached out to him. He cautiously moved closer, then I grabbed his hand and kissed his knuckles. "Thank you, Rose. You really helped me out."

"I just gave you information."

"The lack of which would have otherwise made me wander around for days without being able to find it." I reminded with raised eyebrows, which made him chuckle lightly.

"All right, little wolf. I wish you the best with your task."

Ambrose strode away without another word, then I slipped back into Gavin's room. His head was turned towards me, his navy blue eyes watching me. I was quite startled.

"Sorry, did I interrupt your music?"

Gavin motioned for me to come to him with one finger, so I obeyed and stood next to his bench. I stared at him with a curious gaze.

"Gav, what's wrong?"

He blinked a few times, then sighed aloud. "What were you talking about with Ambrose?"

"I was asking where the laundry room was located. I didn't want to bother you. You looked really in tune with your music." I beamed, leaning down to press a kiss to his cheek. "Were you jealous?"

Gavin coughed. "M-maybe."

"Aw, Gav..." I hugged his shoulders. "You don't need to feel jealous."

"Kiss me, Anwyll."

I grinned and kissed his lips, which made him turn and cup the back of my head. I moaned softly, but I mewled loudly when his pinky finger firmly rubbed that spot that made me become a rag-doll. Gavin's shocked gasp almost made want to giggle while he tightened his grip on my limp body.

"Was that your sensitive spot?"

"Nn," I weakly nodded. "Mhm, one of them."

Gavin laughed, but kissed me again and petted my hair. It took a few minutes for my body to work again, so I thanked Gavin with a soft kiss. He blushed and shooed me off once I told him where I was headed.

I slipped out of the room and hurried down to the door. It had a small placard on it that said "Laundry Room," so I guess I'm just not tall enough to see it properly unless I am really looking for it.

I opened it and found a surprising scene.