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If Elly had been in a tizzy of sorts before, the fluttering of her heart alone by this state of such affairs ought to have been enough to warrant outright disassociation within the weaker willed. This, of course, was a categorization she did attempt to distance herself from with each passing day. That must be so for a competent guard steadfast in her duties after all.

A true shame her raw physical expression so often betrayed these efforts, however. She sat there in the anticipatory silence, slim fingers splayed coyly beneath her chin, looking on at Nephew-kun with eyes she desperately wished could be astutely described as sultry if nothing else. Her slightly-quivering smirk upon fully flushed face only served to contrast against Nephew-kun's tacit look of mild surprise. Was it expectance? Disappointment — Eden forbid — at her swift disposal of subtlety?

The seeds couldn't be unsown now. Auntie Elly had only hope towards the fruits of what she was attempting to elicit bearing soon enough to grasp. Even still, a sly yet brief glance over his well-defined visage couldn't be resisted this close. A quiet gulp further betrayed her lingering projections, and yet, there he stood in the light of the opened doorframe behind all the same…

At least until he softly exhaled with a palpable sense of satisfaction, breaking their extended moratorium at last.

"Auntie Elly…", he returned, turning only for a moment to ease the door closed as evening darkness emanated throughout the boudoir once again. A single dimmed lamp off to the side, alongside a small handful of floral garden-scented decorative candles, bathed his features in a flickering murky-yellowed shade with enough dramatic flair to spurn more internal heat from Elly than a boiling kettle. One she could not risk overflowing too hastily at that.

"Yes my Dear?", she replied with an ever-budding cadence strewn deep in both yearning and aged unsteadiness alike. The lips shaping Elly's grin only pursed further upon feeling the grown weight of this young man touch down onto the far end of her springy mattress, breathing steadily through nose alone. The ruffles of her frilled nightdress shifted, one hand unable to settle between further ribbon-fiddling or face-cupping and the other coming to rest upon a supple thigh bespeckled with sweat. Not before dragging itself across her ample, freely-swaying bosom & thinly-veiled midriff of course. She at least figured it would be remiss to fall short at keeping his attentions where she figured they ought to have been.

"In all this time, how often have you found yourself thinking of me idly? I'm familiar with the extended moments Miss Yuuka permits you to your own responsibilities as well, after all."

His tone only signified unwavering confidence & clarity, though with the carefully-delicate application of a gloved hand to a particularly unruly cabinet of china. Perhaps Auntie Elly should've anticipated such forthrightness from a boy as apparently well-versed as Nephew-kun, her initial surprise towards this unable to be quelled regardless.

"Ahh. You see, well…", she mustered. Her temple was traced with perspiration as the fingers atop her creamy thigh clenched against the silken fabric of her sleepwear. An extended leg shifted nearly unintentionally, pulling back just enough to permit the faintest traces of Auntie Elly's steadily-quivering honeypot shaded beneath those threads, much to the display of Nephew-kun's half-masked leer. He cocked his head towards her, unblinking, as she continued to internally formulate her postulations with great effort.

"I—I have, indeed, had much space as of late to…" She attempts to hold a gaze before her dilating pupils continue shuffling betwixt furnishings and the walls. "To deeply ponder all that I've known you'd be able to offer. At this time. To me, that is…"

Elly's sudden sheepish attitude makes her feel almost unbefitting of such attentions, which Nephew-kun's warm chuckle is quick to somewhat quell. Steady as a storm in Spring…

"Part of which being the 'bees in my pants', I take it?"

She inhales sharply, mouth closing & opening in an attempt at any manner of retort. The ever-flaming internal stimulations within Auntie Elly were nearly to the point of pushing the woman to girlishly hide her visage behind slender hands with an unbecoming squeal. The bounty at the end of this war of attrition, however, was far too coveted to fumble now.

Nephew-kun continues with mild hesitation, allowing careful implications buried deep behind his eyes to be partially resurfaced with tender grace. "Well, you needn't reaffirm such notions to me anyways. It would be a disservice to not admit I…haven't come to mirror much the same towards yourself, Auntie Elly."

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Welcome to Mugenkan, where demons gather.The illusory moon is shining brightly...>>48026002I want her to rape me

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Welcome to Mugenkan, where demons gather.

The illusory moon is shining brightly...>>48026002
I want her to rape me