"Okay, Eis, go sit. I'll bring our plate," she said, having already grown accustomed to their shared meals. She was bringing one plate, not two, because they were going to eat together, sharing everything, as they had come to do so naturally.
"It's ready," she announced, carrying a wooden tray with the prepared meat cut into bite-sized pieces. She raised her hand, wrapping it around his neck as she settled onto his lap, positioning the tray on her legs to serve them both.
"It's hot and spicy," she warned with a mischievous smile, already reaching for a piece with her fingers. The aroma of the seasoned tiger meat filled the air, rich and tantalising.
Eis began eating as well, and soon they were feeding each other, sometimes offering choice pieces to one another, sometimes even sharing bites through gentle kisses.
The spicy flavour mingled with their shared breath, making each moment more intimate than the last.
"You wanna drink the soup?" she asked, setting the tray carefully on the ground beside them and lifting the bowl of broth.
"Sure, I'll leave some for you," he replied, taking the bowl and gulping down a generous portion before passing it back to her. She accepted it gracefully, bringing the warm liquid to her lips.
But as she began to drink, Eis pressed his lips to hers, and instead of simply kissing, he began to drink from her mouth, their tongues dancing together as he drew the soup from her lips.
After a while, they broke the kiss, and a silver strand of saliva stretched between them until it finally snapped.
"What's wrong with you? I thought you said you would leave this for me," she protested, lightly slapping his shoulder with mock indignation.
"But it tastes better when it comes from your mouth," he replied with a grin, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Eis, you're hard again. You should see a healer, you're really sick," she said, glancing down with a mixture of exasperation and affection.
"If I don't get hard with all this soft ass on me, I would need a healer," he countered, his hands gently squeezing her hips as she sat astride him.
The warmth of their shared meal, the lingering spice on their tongues, and the comfortable weight of her in his lap created a perfect moment of contentment between them.
She shook her head, trying to suppress a smile at his irrepressible nature. "You're impossible," she murmured, but made no move to get up, content to stay wrapped in his arms a little while longer.
The morning light had shifted, casting a warm, golden glow through the small window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Eis sat with his auntie still nestled on his lap, the remnants of their shared meal resting on the tray beside them.
The air was thick with the lingering scent of spice and something more intimate, something unspoken that had grown between them since their vows the day before.
She shifted slightly, her voice soft but laced with a mix of desire and self-doubt.
"I want to do it, Eis. Really? You were the one who had jello legs when you were cooking just now, and now you want me to mate with you?"
She let out a small, flustered sigh, her gaze dropping to her hands. "I'm doing this for you, idiot. I'm doing this for you. I'm completely satisfied, but I feel... I haven't performed my duties as your wife, even though you made me your wife just yesterday. I feel these responsibilities that I need to uphold."
Eis cupped her chin gently, tilting her face up to meet his eyes. "It's okay, Auntie. You don't need to force yourself. It will go down naturally."
She pouted, crossing her arms over her chest in a playful, almost childlike gesture, though her eyes held a spark of determination. "B..b..but I'm already really wet. Are you gonna let your auntie stay like that?"
A slow smile spread across Eis's face. "Well, if you say so, Auntie." He turned her face toward his with a gentle hand and captured her lips in a deep, lingering kiss.
His other hand slipped the fabric of her dress from her shoulders, letting it pool at her waist. His palm found her bare breast, cupping and massaging it with practised ease, his thumb circling her already hardened nipple.
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned against his mouth, her body arching into his touch.
He moved to her neck, planting soft, sucking kisses along the sensitive skin there.
"Mmmm, Ei...s, you are so good at this," she breathed, her eyes fluttering closed.
Eis stood, lifting her effortlessly, her eyes still shut in bliss. He let her dress slide completely down her curves, the fabric whispering against her skin before pooling on the floor around her ankles.
He moved behind her, his lips never leaving hers as he kissed her deeply from over her shoulder. Both his hands found her breasts again, kneading and teasing, before one hand drifted lower, slipping her underwear down her hips until it joined her dress on the floor.
He bent her forward gently, breaking the kiss as she lay face down on the bed, her legs still touching the ground. He admired the curve of her back, the obedient arch of her spine, and leaned close to whisper in her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "You're not gonna question me this time."
She turned her head slightly, her voice a husky murmur. "Well, I just chose to stay quiet and trust you."
"Okay then, I will take care of you well."
He entered her in one smooth, deep thrust, drawing a sharp, pleasure-filled gasp from her.
"Ahhng! Eis, too deep! Hugggn, Ei..s!" Her hands clutched at the sheets, knuckles white as she felt the power of every movement, every thrust that drove him deeper into her.
"Ugg, Aunt, can you tone down the tightness a little?" he grunted, though there was no real complaint in his voice—only awe.
"I..I want y.y..you to cum fasterrr," she moaned out, already fighting to hold back her own climax as he pounded into her with relentless rhythm. She had become adept at tightening around him, and her sweet, unrestrained moans filled the room, echoing off the walls.
The scent of their bodies, mingled with the musk of sex, hung heavy in the air.
Eis's pace became more urgent, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Aunt, I'm about to cum."
"Umm, aah, ahh, I was waiting for you. Let's come together," she managed, tightening her grip on the sheets as her body began to tremble.
"Uugggnn!" He let out a guttural groan, driving into her with a final, lightning-fast series of thrusts as he spilt inside her. She cried out as her own release washed over her, her juices spilling around him, their bodies shuddering in unison.
For a long moment, they stayed like that, connected and breathless, the only sound their ragged breathing and the faint rustle of the sheets.
The warmth of their shared pleasure lingered, sealing the bond that had only deepened with each passing moment.
After resting for a while, Eis rolled onto his side, gently pulling her with him so that she lay draped across his chest, her head nestled against his shoulder.
The afternoon sun continued to stream through the window, casting long shadows across the room, but neither of them stirred to close the curtains.
His beautiful wife had fallen into a peaceful slumber, a soft smile playing at her lips, happy, content, and thoroughly satisfied after their intimate encounter.
The warmth of her body pressed against his, her even breathing, the way her hair fanned across his skin, everything felt as it should be.
[Notice: Achievement unlocked - Host has shared a bed twice with his auntie. 2000 XP x 2 for taboo relations]
[Level up: Host has improved to Tier 3 Stage 5 Warrior. Can no longer gain benefits from Tier 1, 2, or 3 beasts and creatures.]
Eis only smiled, feeling the gentle rise and fall of her chest against his own body. His eyelids grew heavy with the warmth and comfort of having her so close, her presence seeming to seep into his very bones. The events of the day, the cooking, the feeding, the passion, had all taken their toll in the most pleasant way possible.
As sleep began to claim him, his last conscious thought was how perfectly she fit in his arms, how natural it felt to have her trust him so completely.
His eyes finally closed, and he drifted off to sleep with his beauty cradled against him, both of them tangled together in the warmth of their forbidden love.