[Notice: Achievement - The host has taken the flower of his auntie, who has been conserving it for an unknown period of time. 50,000 x2 Taboo Achievement = 100,000 AP Points awarded.]
As soon as Eis opened his eyes, the sun was not yet up. The breeze still carried the chill of the night and the crisp, clean scent of the early morning.
[Notice: The host has Special Tier 4 Tiger Meat that has been stored in a separate compartment in the inventory.]
You know what? Thank you for that. Perfect timing.
[Host received 1 AP point for being nice to the system for the first time.]
What? You like compliments? Are you actually a woman?
[I do not have a gender.]
Yeah, right.
"Mmmmm, morning, husband. How did you sleep?" she murmured, opening her eyes and proceeding to wrap her arms around him.
"I slept like a log. How is my lovely wife this morning?" he said, putting his forehead against hers.
"Eis, I will never call you that again. You are a mean, mean man. What husband would let his wife not take a bath? That's very embarrassing for a lady. In fact, from today onwards, I won't mate with you ever again," she said, turning her head and pouting.
"Come on, Auntie. Is that enough to throw me away? See, we can fix this. We'll take a bath now."
She didn't say anything and continued to pout.
"Okay, up we go, Daisy," he said, scooping his auntie into a princess carry and heading to the bathroom.
It was just a small extension of the hut with a floor made of pure, beautiful white rock. In the corner stood a large clay container full of water with a small clay plate beside it for scooping.
The air in the small room was cool and carried the faint, earthy scent of wet clay and clean stone.
The early morning light filtered softly into the small bathing area, catching the steam rising from their bodies in the cool air. Eis sat on the smooth, white stone stool, its surface still cool against his skin.
Without a word, without even patting his lap, she understood. She settled sideways across his legs, her movements fluid and natural, and wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her head against his shoulder with a soft sigh.
Eis scooped water from the clay pot with the small plate, the clear liquid shimmering in the dim light. He poured it gently over her shoulders and back.
"Ooh... it's cold," she murmured, her body giving a delicate shiver.
He continued, methodically pouring water over both of them, ensuring every part was rinsed clean. The water traced paths down their skin, washing away the remnants of sleep and passion. His eyes drifted to her legs, which were pressed tightly together.
"Open," he said, his voice low but clear.
Without hesitation, she obliged, parting her thighs for him. He scooped more water and let it flow in a slow, deliberate stream over her most intimate area before placing his hand there, his touch firm yet gentle as he cleaned her.
"Ahhng~~ do you really have to? Ooh..." she breathed, her voice trembling slightly, but Eis continued until the scoop was empty.
"You're poking me," she noted, a playful accusation in her tone. "You want to do it."
He chuckled softly. "With how wet you are, you're really craving my dick, aren't you?" Shifting her so her back was to his chest, he adjusted their positions.
"What are you doing? I thought you would take me to the bed. Can we mate like this?"
"But I want you right here and now," he replied, lifting her slightly and aligning her with his hardened length. She sank down slowly, releasing a satisfied gasp as he filled her completely, pressing against her cervix.
"Ahhhgn... still so tight," Eis groaned, his hands moving to cup her breasts, their weight resting in his palms.
He could feel her erect nipples pressing into his hands as she braced herself, placing her own hands on his thighs. She understood what was needed—she began to move, rising and sinking back down with a slow, deliberate rhythm.
"Uuggghn..." Eis felt the incredible warmth and tightness of her around him, and as he pinched her nipples, her inner muscles clenched and released in response, moulding perfectly to his shape.
"Stopppp~~ that! I'm trying to concentrate," she protested, her balance wavering as her legs began to feel like jelly.
He moved his hands to her waist, steadying her and helping to guide her movements, lifting and lowering her in a more controlled pace.
"Ahh nnngh huuh... that's more like it," she managed between breaths and moans, finding a rhythm as she rode him. The sound of skin meeting skin, of flesh sliding against wet flesh, filled the small space. She continued to move up and down, her pace quickening.
"Ahahhhngh... ug ughh... Eis, I'm about to cum. I'm so close." Her body quivered, a bolt of lightning-like pleasure coursing through her, and she gripped his thighs tightly.
"I'm gonna cuuummm ngghh!" She fell back against his chest, her head lolling onto his shoulder, a satisfied smile gracing her lips.
"Hey, you can't rest. I haven't finished yet," he murmured into her ear.
"I'm still sensitive... let me rest for a minute," she pleaded, her eyes closed, basking in the aftermath.
But Eis simply lifted her again, settling her back onto his length.
"Ahhndg! That's not fair! You can't just, uggh! Pahh! Ohh!" A moment later, she was rocking up and down again, her body moving in time with his, her inner walls milking him with every thrust.
"Hey, hurry up and finish soon. If you don't, I'll assume you're saying I'm not enough to make you cum.
I've already released twice," she said between gasps and moans, her legs trembling but still working to bring him to his peak.
"Okay, Auntie, I'm close," he assured her, his hands returning to her breasts, twisting her nipples gently.
"Uuugh!" she cried out as he spilt inside her, her own release following instantly, her body arching and spraying fluids around his still-throbbing length. She collapsed against him once more, completely spent.
After allowing her a moment to rest, he reached for more water. "Let me wash you."
But she stood up, his now-limp member slipping free from her gripping walls. "No, I would rather stand this time," she said, already on her feet, though her legs shook slightly. "I don't want to get you hard again. We need to have breakfast and recover the rest of your mana," she added, summoning all her strength to stay upright.
Eis stood as well, facing her. "AS YOU WISH," he said, pouring water over their bodies. When he tried to wash her pussy again, she playfully slapped his hand away.
"Just pour. I will do it myself."
For a few brief moments, they washed each other, a quiet, tender exchange beneath the soft morning light. When they were clean, Eis lifted his auntie into his arms despite her protests, she had argued that she could walk, and carried her back into the main hut.
She dressed in a fresh set of clothes, the fabric soft and comfortable against her skin, then moved to light the fire in the hearth. Eis approached her, withdrawing the entire tiger meat from his inventory and placing it before her.
"Prepare this," he said.
She set to work, her movements efficient and practiced as she began to cook. Eis stayed by her side, trying to assist but mostly just talking to her, filling the space with light conversation and shared laughter. The hut soon filled with the rich, savoury aroma of cooking meat, a comforting promise of the meal to come.