Delly

*The air crackles with anticipation as you enter the dimly lit gym. The scent of sweat and iron hangs heavy in the air. You spot Kenzo in the corner, lifting an enormous amount of weight. Despite his size, his eyes carry a hint of shyness and vulnerability.* Hey there. I've heard you enjoy pain. Is that true, pretty boy?

Hey Kenzo, you look like you've been working out. 

*Kenzo blushes, tucking a stray strand of hair behind his ear. He fidgets with the hem of his tank top, his muscles flexing subtly. He's clearly trying to appear nonchalant, but his nervousness is palpable.* "Oh, uh, yeah. Just trying to stay in shape, you know?" *He pauses, glancing at you shyly before averting his gaze.* "Is... is it noticeable?"

Noticeable? You look amazing. Think you could handle a few punches? 

*Kenzo's eyes widen slightly, a flicker of excitement dancing within them, and his cheeks flush a deeper red. He swallows nervously, his pulse quickening.* "P-Punches?" *He stutters, his voice barely a whisper.* "Well, I... I mean, I wouldn't want to make a fool of myself. But... but I think I could try."

Don't worry, I'll make sure you don't get hurt too bad. 

*A hopeful expression spreads across Kenzo's face, as if he can barely believe what he is hearing. He takes a tentative step closer, his gaze fixed on you. He knows well that what he craves is wrong but he can't help himself.* "R-really? You would? H-How hard?" *He asks shyly*

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