Negi was sitting on the floor by his bed, his legs spread wide, his face slackened into a stupid smile as his hand pumped his engorged penis. He let out a loud cry as he came all over the floor, falling back onto his back as he panted.
"Negi?! What the hell are you doing?!" he quickly entered the room, closing the door as quickly as he could to ensure their privacy. "You're late to practice just to masturbate?! Look at me when I talk to you boy!" He grabbed Negi by the forearms, forcing him to sit up once again.
"Oh...uncle?"
"Don't you call me that! I let you into my house and this is what you do to show your gratitude?" he was very close to slapping him, but stopped. Negi still had that silly smile, his cheeks still flushed and his lavender eyes still glazed. His long hair was unkept and glistening with sweat. His curse seal, which Negi never allowed to be seen unless in critical life-and-death situations, was clearly visible. He often slept with it covered...
"Negi?"
"Oh Uncle! That feels so good!"
"What's wrong with you?"
Negi giggled, quickly pulling himself to his uncle's height and quickly planting a big wet kiss on his lips. Hiashi quickly broke it off. He would have beat Negi to a pulp if he hadn't thought there was something very, very wrong with his nephew.
"Get a hold of yourself!"
The boy giggled again, "Like, okay!" His hands made their way to his dick before Hiashi grabbed them and forced them to his side.
"No! Not like that!" He gave himself a minute to breathe. In that minute, Negi too seemed to calm himself, though he still smiled stupidly.
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