Men were meant for women, and women for men.
There was an urge in the body that demanded to be satisfied. That's why we fit together.
But the world changed. People stopped settling for one bond. Now it came down to one question: how good are you in bed?
Kyle stared at his "daydream girl," clueless about what to do.
Yua looked just as shocked to see him here. She never expected Miss Kimi's nephew to be the pervert she slapped yesterday.
"D-do you know each other?" Aunt Kimi asked, her voice uneasy. The stare-down between them was giving her chills.
"I-we-" Kyle started.
"Yes," Yua answered.
"Aunt Kimi, it's not what—" Kyle tried to explain, but Yua cut him off.
"We bumped into each other yesterday," she said calmly, taking a bite of vegetables from her plate. She didn't even glance at him as she chewed gracefully.
Kyle frowned. 'What's she doing?'
Her voice was too calm. Unlike what he expected after yesterday.
"Is this true, Kyle?" Aunt Kimi pressed, looking at him for an answer.
"Y-yeah… I accidentally bumped into her while looking… elsewhere," he lied, scratching his head awkwardly.
Yua glanced at him, her eyes narrowing for half a second before she went back to eating.
"Why didn't you both say so?" Aunt Kimi laughed. "And here I thought something bad happened."
"N-no! Nothing bad at all, Aunt Kimi."
"Well then, come sit." Aunt Kimi gestured to the table.
Kyle looked. Only one seat was left—right beside Yua.
'Great. Karma's playing with me.'
He had no choice. If he refused, Aunt Kimi would get suspicious. He sat down, the tension thick between him and Yua. Their eyes met a few times, both pretending not to care.
"So Kyle, how did your day go today?" Aunt Kimi asked, trying to break the silence.
"It went great, Aunt Kimi. Tokyo's a beautiful place."
When he was younger, his parents brought him here to visit Aunt Kimi. But he'd never really explored. Just a few sights from the cab and the streets around Humani Street.
"Fufu~ Kyle, you can stop calling me Aunt Kimi. You're making me feel old." She pouted, cheeks slightly red.
"B-but I can't."
"And why not?" she asked, confused.
"Because you're my aunt?" Kyle said, trying to make her understand. He was raised with strict rules. Calling her by name felt wrong.
Aunt Kimi didn't see the problem. But to him, it felt disrespectful.
"Hmph!" She turned away, now focusing on Yua, who'd been quiet the whole time.
"Yua, do I look… old?" she asked, her eyes wide like her life depended on the answer.
"Err… n-no, not at all, Miss Kimi," Yua replied, giving a nervous smile.
"Thank you, Yua," Aunt Kimi said, relieved.
"Why do you ask, Miss Kimi?" Yua threw the question back, shooting Kyle a cold glance. She knew he'd been watching.
"It's just that my nephew thinks I'm old," Aunt Kimi said in a small voice, her face falling.
"I didn't say that!" Kyle defended himself, but the two women ignored him.
"Miss Kimi, don't worry about what your nephew says," Yua said smoothly. "Boys get jealous sometimes."
Aunt Kimi nodded, blushing as she thanked Yua. Yua nodded back.
"Aunt Kimi~" Kyle tried again, but she didn't answer.
'This bitch is making things worse,' Kyle thought, glaring at Yua.
She was getting revenge for yesterday.
'Two can play that game.'
He stood up and walked to Aunt Kimi. Yua watched him with a side glance, wondering what he was planning.
"She's still my Aunt Kimi," he said.
He leaned down and kissed her forehead, brushing her brown hair back to reveal her sapphire eyes.
"I'm sorry, Aunt Kimi. You'll never be old to me. You're beautiful, and every man would drool over you. It just feels weird calling you by your name." He spoke softly, smiling as he smoothed her hair with gentle taps—something they'd always done when one of them was upset.
"Please forgive me."
Aunt Kimi froze. She'd been upset about the name thing, but now the anger melted away.
Slowly, she looked up into his eyes and smiled. "I can never stay mad at you, Kyle."
Her pale face lit up. She stood and hugged him tight, her chest pressing against his.
'Shit, not again,' Kyle thought as he felt her softness against him. Something stirred.
"Phu, phu… Kimi, I can't breathe," he joked, pretending to choke.
"Kyle, d-did you just—" Aunt Kimi's eyes widened.
"Yes, Kimi. If calling you Kimi makes you happy, then so be it," Kyle said, confirming it.
When Kimi heard him say it again, her heart skipped a beat. She let go of him, but not before giving him a soft peck on the cheek.
"T-this people," Yua muttered under her breath.
If Miss Kimi wasn't her mother's friend, she'd think they were dating. The way they acted was shameless.
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'Crack! Ruuumble…'
The sky darkened. Lightning flashed, followed by thunder rolling through the room. Rain poured down in heavy sheets.
"It's raining. We should call it a night," Kimi said, taking the dishes to the sink. Dinner was over, and they'd spent the time joking around.
"Kimi, why is she here again?" Kyle whispered, glancing at Yua, who was wiping dishes with a red napkin and putting them away.
He'd said "Kimi" again.
Kimi giggled, on cloud nine. The sparkle in her eyes was brighter than before.
"Oh! She's here because her mom traveled and asked her to stay with me and attend school for a month," Kimi explained.
Kyle blinked. "Your friend's daughter? I didn't know you had friends."
He was shocked. No one ever visited her in all the time he'd stayed with her.
"Keke~" Kimi giggled at his reaction.
'Haha… he never changed. Same introverted kid,' she thought, remembering when he was younger.
"Well, unlike you, Kyle, I interact with people at work a lot. So I have friends."
"Some friends," he muttered.
"Yes, dear. Is something wrong?" she asked, worried he was hiding something.
Kyle didn't answer right away. He was stuck on the idea that she had friends. No one ever came by.
"No, nothing's wrong, Kimi… I just didn't expect you to be this popular."
"Stop, you're teasing me," Kimi blushed, but she didn't seem shy at all.
"What's her age?" he muttered, nodding toward Yua, who was three meters away.
Kimi didn't answer immediately. Her eyes studied him.
'Does he like her?'
It wouldn't be weird. Kyle was a young adult now, hormones running high. It made sense.
"Why do you want to know? Do you like her?" Kimi teased, nudging his shoulder.
"What! N-no, not at all!" Kyle denied quickly, rinsing the last plate. "Just curious."
"Well… she'll be 17 this December 21st."
'Knew it,' Kyle thought. She was a year younger than him.
"Thanks, Kimi. For everything." He hugged her, and she hugged back.
Kimi wasn't in a tight dress this time. She wore a loose blue nightgown, but it didn't hide her figure.
"Ehhm, Kyle…"
"Yes, Kimi?"
"I just wanted to say… you should try interacting with other people. You can't stay alone forever." She held his shoulder, her nipples pressing against his arm through the thin fabric.
"At least do it for me."
"I'll think about it," he said.
She smiled, satisfied.
"I'm done," Yua's voice cut through the moment. She'd finished the dishes.
"Thanks so much, Yua," Aunt Kimi said, bowing slightly.
"It's nothing, Miss Kimi. It's the least I can do," Yua smiled. Kyle didn't buy it. He could tell she had an agenda.
"You should rest now and prepare for school tomorrow. We don't want you to be late."
The three went upstairs together. Kyle and Kimi walked ahead, with Yua three meters behind.
They said goodnight, and the girls went to their rooms across from each other. Kyle went to his own room.
"What a weird day," he sighed, changing into his pajamas and heading to the bathroom to wash his face.
"Hey, handsome."
Kyle froze. A woman's voice. He ignored it at first.
"Hey, handsome," the voice said again, louder this time.
"W-who's there!?" He looked around. No one. He thought Yua might be messing with him, but the bathroom was empty.
"It's your wife, silly," the voice giggled.
Kyle stopped. He knew that voice.
'It's her.'
"L-lilith?"
"Yes, Kyle. I missed you so much." Her voice was laced with longing and desire.
"No… this has to be a dream. I'll just wake up now." He kept washing his face, trying to convince himself.
Then an invisible force pinched him.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
"You thought you were dreaming, so I pinched you."
"Seriously!?"
"What? I thought you missed me." Lilith pouted, stomping her foot.
"Nope. This isn't real. I'm just having one of those weird nightmares again."
Kyle had a headache. He couldn't process this. He walked back to his room, and her voice followed him.
"If I'm real, why can't I see you?"
"Because you didn't ask, silly."
Her figure began to appear—feet first, then legs, torso, face. She wore only a short black robe tied at her waist.
Kyle couldn't speak. He stared at the goddess of lust in front of him. The only thing between them was that thin robe.
"H-how is this even possible?" he managed to ask.
"Enough talking. Your wife needs her master's seed," Lilith declared.
She pounced on him, throwing him onto the bed and climbing on top. Her soft ass pressed against his hard member.
"What… are you doing?" Kyle gasped, breathing rough.
"What do you think? We're getting laid." She rolled her eyes and kissed him hard.
Kyle's mind raced. 'This is real.'
'Fuck it. I might as well enjoy it.'
He grabbed her ass, squeezing hard.
"Mhmm~" Lilith moaned into his mouth, grinding against him. Her body moved slowly at first, then faster.
'Ahh, I'm close. I have to make this quick.'
He flipped her onto the bed and tore through her robe, revealing her naked skin.
"Yes… I like it rough, daddy!" she screamed, not shy at all. Her legs wrapped around his back, pulling him closer.
'They're so big…' Kyle stared at her breasts, unable to look away. He grabbed one, squeezing.
"Ahhn! Fuck, yes!" Lilith moaned, arching into his touch.
He caressed both breasts, his hands barely able to hold them.
"Ahh~ ahhn! Ah!" Her moans grew louder as he sucked on her nipples, alternating between the two.
"P-please don't stop," she begged, pressing herself into him.
He sucked harder, using his tongue to tease her nipples until she was shaking.
"Mhmm… Ahhn!!" Lilith clutched the sheets, squirming in pleasure.
That was enough foreplay. He kissed down her neck, to her stomach, then lower.
'Beautiful,' he thought, staring at her. She was wet already.
"I can do more," he said.
"Ah! Yes. That's the spot."
He slid a finger inside her, feeling her heat and wetness. He pulled it out, licked it clean, then slid it back in, moving faster.
"Yeahh~ Faster, Kyle! Faster!"
He obeyed, thrusting his finger in and out until her legs shook.
"Yes… Yes! Yes! Yes!" She cried out, riding her orgasm.
'Time to lose my virginity.'
He pulled down his pants, revealing himself.
"Put it in me, Kyle!" Lilith begged, eyes locked on his cock.
Her legs twitched, her entrance glistening.
'I can't believe I'm really doing this.'
He positioned himself and pushed in. He hit resistance halfway—she was still a virgin.
He pushed harder, breaking through. Blood and fluids mixed on the sheets.
"Ahhhhhhhhhn!!" Lilith screamed, her body convulsing. Tears streamed down her face.
"Are you okay?" Kyle asked softly, stopping to avoid hurting her.
"I'm okay, Kyle… whatever you do, don't stop," she begged, spreading her legs wider.
He moved slowly at first, then faster. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room.
"Yes… just like that, yes! Ahhn!!"
"Argh." Kyle groaned. Her walls squeezed him tight, making it hard to last.
'I have to go all out.'
He drove into her harder, making the bed shake with each thrust. Her screams of pleasure egged him on.
"I'm cumming!" Kyle shouted.
He pulled out just in time, not wanting to finish inside yet.
Lilith got on all fours and took him in her mouth, stroking him as she swallowed his release.
"Arghh!" Kyle grunted as he came down her throat.
Exhausted, he collapsed on the bed. The last thing he saw was Lilith cleaning him up with her mouth before everything went black.