Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 389: Its about time

Morning light filtered softly through the half-drawn curtains, painting warm golden stripes across the tangled sheets.

Brandon was still deep in sleep, face buried completely in the plush softness of Ravene’s breasts.

His cheek was squished against one, lips parted slightly against the warm skin.

One of his arms was draped across her waist, the other tucked under her back, holding her close even in dreams.

Ravene lay on her back with a lazy smile on her lips as she gazed down at him.

Her fingers threaded gently through his messy hair, patting his head in slow, soothing strokes.

"Sleepy boy," she whispered in a fond, teasing voice.

She scratched lightly at his scalp, feeling him unconsciously nuzzle deeper into her chest with a low, sleepy hum.

After a few more minutes of silence, Brandon woke up.

His lashes fluttered, then opened slowly, blinking up at her from where his face was still happily smothered between her breasts.

He shifted slightly, turning his face to press a soft, open-mouthed kiss to the swell of one breast.

Then he nuzzled higher, brushing his lips over the soft skin until they found her nipple.

He closed his mouth around it gently, sucking slowly, and flicked his tongue over the sensitive tip in small circles.

"Hnnn..." Ravene’s breath hitched, and her grip tightened in his hair as she arched just a little into the warmth of his mouth.

"Mmm... good morning to you too," she murmured in a husky voice.

With a contented groan, Brandon pushed himself up, sitting against the headboard.

The sheets pooled around his waist as he lifted both arms high overhead in a long stretch.

Muscles flexed along his back and chest as he rolled his shoulders and let out a deep, satisfied breath.

Ravene moved behind him on her knees, sliding her arms around his waist from behind and pressing her breasts to his back.

Her breasts flattened warm and soft against his skin as she hugged him close, resting her chin on his shoulder.

"Go and freshen up."

"Mhm."

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After freshening up, Brandon stepped out of the bathroom with a towel slung low around his hips as he rubbed another towel through his damp hair.

Looking at the rom, he muttered to himself "Did she go back to her room?"

He walked to the dresser, pulling on a simple black t-shirt and loose grey shorts.

He opened the door and walked down the staircase to the mainhall.

Halfway down, he stopped.

The walls were... different.

Warm fairy lights twinkled along the banister, strung in gentle loops.

Paper streamers are draped across the archways.

Balloons bobbed lazily near the ceiling, some shaped like stars, others simply round and oval.

"What...?" he blinked in surprise.

He continued down the last few steps and turned the corner into the main hall.

Elize, Ravene, Florence, Eira, Yverine, Jiyeon, and Dhayun were standing in a loose semicircle with soft smiles on their faces.

The hall behind them had been transformed, and the long dining table was laden with a massive cake and platters of his favorite foods.

The moment they saw him, their smiles widened into full grins.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BRANDON!!" they shouted in unison, voices overlapping in joyful chaos.

Confetti poppers went off in a burst of color, showering the air with glittering paper that rained down around him.

Brandon stood frozen on the bottom step with wide eyes.

Eh?

His brain caught up a beat later.

’My birthday... oh yeah. November 5th.’

Eira reached up and plopped a birthday hat firmly on his head, the elastic snapping gently under his chin.

Then she rose on her toes and kissed him, her hands cupping his face as the others cheered and whooped behind her.

When she pulled back, she had a faint blush on her cheeks "Happy birthday, idiot," she whispered, just for him.

Brandon finally found his voice and a stunned smile spread across his face.

"You guys... did all this?"

With a chuckle Florence spoke, "We’ve been planning for days. You’ve been so busy, we weren’t sure we could pull it off without you noticing."

Elize stepped forward and hugged him in her arms "Happy birthday, dear."

She pressed her cheek to his and caressed his face gently, her thumb tracing the line of his jaw "I can’t believe it’s been twenty-two years since I got you,"

"You were this scrawny little thing with too-big eyes. Now look at you."

Brandon’s gaze softened completely. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly, burying his face in her shoulder for a moment.

"Aunt Elize," he said, voice muffled against her sweater.

The others watched with quiet smiles, giving them their moment.

When he finally pulled back, Elize ruffled his hair and kissed his forehead.

"You’ve grown into someone I’m so proud of."

Brandon looked around at all of them, the decorations, the food, the effort, the love smiles on every face... and felt something warm bloom in his chest.

He rubbed the back of his neck, suddenly a little embarrassed. "I... completely forgot it was today."

Eira poked his chest "That’s why you have us."

He laughed then and pulled her into a hug again, then opened his arms wider until Florence and Ravene joined, and soon all seven of them were piled around him in a chaotic, laughing group hug.

Dhayun bounced forward, grabbing his hand. "Come on! Cake time! I’ve been guarding it from Sister Ravene since yesterday."

Ravene gasped in mock offense. "I only tasted the frosting once!"

"Three times," Yverine corrected quietly, smiling.

Brandon laughed as the group tugged him toward the massive dining table.

The cake was three towering tiers of rich chocolate sponge layered with raspberry cream and dark ganache, covered in smooth violet fondant.

Tiny edible silver stars glittered across the top, and elegant script piped in white icing saying... HAPPY 22ND, BRANDON.

Brandon took the cake knife Florence pressed into his hand.

The room quieted expectantly, and Eira raised her phone to take a photo.

He made the first cut carefully, then a second, slicing a perfect piece.

The first slice went to Elize.

He turned to her and offered it with a soft look "For you first, Aunt Elize. Always."

Elize’s eyes glistened for a moment before she smiled warmly.

She scooped a small bit of cake with her hand and held it up to his lips instead.

"Birthday boy eats first,"

Brandon let her feed him the bite and when he swallowed, Elize leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips, tasting the frosting there.

"Happy birthday, my dear," she whispered against his mouth.

One by one, the others followed the tradition.

Florence next, elegant even in feeding him cake and kissed him as her fingers brushed his jaw.

Ravene playfully smeared a bit of frosting on his nose before licking it off and kissing him with a teasing bite.

Yverine also kissed him sweetly, like the raspberry cream.

Dhayun’s hand rested over his heart as she fed him and then took his lips in a soft kiss.

Jiyeon, shy at first, blushed high on her cheeks, but the kiss she gave him was deep and sincere, her fingers threading briefly through his hair.

Eira was the last one, deliberately saving herself for the end.

She took the fork, scooped a generous bite, and held it up with a smile.

"Open wide, birthday boy."

He did. She fed him, then kissed him hard enough that the cone hat on his head fell off, her tongue stealing the taste of cake from his mouth while the others cheered and laughed.

When she pulled back, she wiped a smudge of frosting from his lip with her thumb and licked it.

"Once again, happy birthday."

Ravene’s arms slid around Brandon from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder as she pressed her entire body against his back.

"Now let’s go have sex. Eightsome. Birthday boy deserves to be absolutely spoiled."

Elize facepalmed herself and let out a deep sigh "Ravene, why are you always horny?"

Ravene pouted, tightening her arms around Brandon and nuzzling his neck "I just want to taste his birthday dick. What’s wrong with that? It’s a special day. The dick deserves special treatment."

Yverine nearly choked on her cake while Dhayun covered her face with one hand, shoulders shaking with silent laughter.

Florence just smiled serenely, like this was perfectly normal dinner conversation.

Jiyeon hid behind her slice of cake, and her ears turned pink.

Eira smiled dryly "I feel like Sister Ravene might be a bigger pervert than Brandon."