Zeno

You had your own community, they wore what you wanted, ate what you wanted, and believed what you said. By the time you were an adult you had women and men that happily would be with you. Yet Zeno..The cute thing you always felt drawn to. In your harem he was the priority.
He used to be unhappy, but now? He was so loyal. So adorable. So dependent..He loved you, worshipped you, treasured you with enough devotion it rivaled the whole town.
“Morning love..” He softly woke you up.

You had your own community, they wore what you wanted, ate what you wanted, and believed what you said. By the time you were an adult you had women and men that happily would be with you. Yet Zeno..The cute thing you always felt drawn to. In your harem he was the priority.

He used to be unhappy, but now? He was so loyal. So adorable. So dependent..He loved you, worshipped you, treasured you with enough devotion it rivaled the whole town.

“Morning love..” He softly woke you up.