Chapter 57
Chapter 57
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 57
Chapter Title: Aunt Pushed to Her Limit Can't Hold Back and Pounces Again (5)
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Coming to a karaoke bar doesn't mean you start singing right away. Honestly, it feels awkward.
'The first one's always the hardest.'
Most people who grab the mic first are outgoing types. If they can't sing well, it's like thorns sprouting in their mouths.
Neither I, Juyeon-hee, nor Aunt were particularly outgoing. We had some tendencies, sure, but it was hard to say that defined our personalities.
"Yeeeah!"
But that was only when sober.
Your introversion or extroversion only matters when everyone's still clear-headed. Once alcohol clouds your judgment, personality theories go out the window.
Juyeon-hee snatched the mic. Her energy was sky-high as she belted out a song.
The blaring speakers assaulted my ears. My hazy mind felt like it was being dragged down to the Earth's core.
"You okay?"
Aunt checked my face and asked if I was alright. I nodded to show I was still kicking.
Truth be told, I wanted nothing more than to go home and crash. But to make progress with Aunt, I had no choice.
"Next one's mine."
Sobering up was key. At least I needed to know what was happening to me. I didn't want to get taken advantage of without a clue.
I let out a loud yell. I exhaled the alcohol built up in my body along with my breath. It didn't actually help the buzz, though.
'My head's spinning.'
My vision shook. My stomach churned. Holding on was getting tough in every way.
My tolerance wasn't usually this trash. Maybe it was the plot demanding it—my body was way too weak.
Singing wouldn't help. I just sat there, dazed, watching. Waiting for time to pass quickly.
My eyes grew heavier.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Juyeon-woo lost consciousness. He practically passed out and fell asleep.
Aunt Shin Jae-eun looked at him sprawled on the karaoke chair and let out a wry chuckle. Considering his efforts, she felt both touched and sorry for him.
"Oppa?"
Juyeon-hee, who had been singing her heart out noisily, cut off the music and rushed over to check on him.
Juyeon-woo was breathing shallowly with his eyes closed. At least he wasn't in pain—small mercies.
Her mood plummeted suddenly. She'd come to the karaoke bar to hang out with him, but he'd succumbed to the booze and dozed off.
Juyeon-hee turned off the song and glanced at Aunt. She wanted to go home.
"...Yeah, let's head back."
There was still plenty of time left on the room, but she was past the age of fussing over a few bucks. If it wasn't fun, they could just leave.
Aunt stood without a second thought. Then she hoisted Juyeon-woo onto her back.
She hesitated briefly, but figured it made sense for her to handle it. Visually, the aunt carrying her nephew beat the twin sister doing it.
After all, Juyeon-woo knew the truth, but Juyeon-hee didn't.
"Uh..."
As Aunt shouldered Juyeon-woo, Juyeon-hee flinched and stared at her.
"What's up?"
"...Nothing."
Juyeon-hee had wanted to take care of him herself. But she had no excuse. Even she thought it made more sense for the adult aunt to carry him over the twin.
Juyeon-hee chewed her lip and followed behind. She trailed the sight of Juyeon-woo on Aunt's back, like fruit hanging from a tree branch.
"......"
It was quiet. No conversation between Aunt Shin Jae-eun and Juyeon-hee.
Aunt sensed thorns in Juyeon-hee's attitude. She felt the blatant vibe that the girl might hate her.
'...Why?'
If Juyeon-woo hated her, that'd be understandable. She had done some awful things to him.
Honestly, his current tolerance was harder to comprehend.
But Juyeon-hee hating her? No clue why.
She couldn't recall treating her badly.
'Puberty's long past.'
Both twins were mature and grown-up. Other kids rebelled against their parents during adolescence, but these two never showed a hint of it.
So the sharp reaction felt even stranger.
"Mmngh..."
Juyeon-woo squirmed. The piggyback position seemed uncomfortable; he arched his waist.
Aunt supported his thigh with her arm and lifted.
"......"
Whether intentional or not, their embarrassing parts pressed close. Juyeon-woo's heavy crotch pressed firmly against her lower back.
She could feel its shape. A top-tier hero's keen senses registered her nephew's cock in full force.
Drip-.
'Don't. One trashy act is enough.'
Her pussy started getting slick. Lust boiled up fiercely.
Aunt gritted her teeth and suppressed it.
Once was a mistake; twice wasn't. If she couldn't control herself here, she'd have no face left to show her nephew.
It wasn't just him seeing her as Aunt. She saw him as her nephew too.
The time spent together, the bond she'd nurtured, the memories—they weren't something she could shake off lightly.
'Remember.'
The sports day where he ran around in his kindergarten gym clothes, the beach trip with his childhood friend Han-seol's family.
The first time he gripped a spear in elementary school, getting his ass handed to him by a girl his age in sparring, crying and whining.
The birthday when he blew out candles saying he wanted to be a great hero like Aunt...
'You can't feel that kind of desire for a nephew who's like a son.'
Juyeon-woo had grown into a fine young man.
'So fine...'
His cock pressed against her lower back. It wasn't average size. She could tell.
Having lived as a hero for about 15 years straight, she hadn't sampled many men, so she wasn't the best judge.
Still, she knew.
"......"
It swelled. Literally, Juyeon-woo's cock slowly grew. It got hard.
Heat seeped through his pants and underwear.
Firm heat. The unique aura only a male organ could emit.
Aunt quickened her pace. She wanted to set him down ASAP. Otherwise, she'd ravage him again.
She didn't want to screw up.
After he'd mustered the courage to reach out, it'd be too scummy to slap it away herself.
She wasn't some beast, after all.
Aunt made it home safely. She laid Juyeon-woo on his bed.
"...Juyeon-woo, change your clothes and sleep."
She wanted to wake him to wash up. But he wasn't in any state for that.
He was dead to the world, no signs of stirring.
"......"
Aunt's eyes flicked to his crotch. Seeing the bulging front made her desire bubble over.
This wasn't right. Lusting after her nephew was beastly.
Aunt scolded herself. She whispered to her mind like casting hypnosis: don't touch, absolutely not.
But her body moved on its own.
'...I'm drunk.'
A little touch couldn't hurt. He wouldn't remember anyway.
Aunt had already rationalized it.
"Juyeon-woo, let's get you changed."
Muttering the excuse, she stripped off his shirt. Carefully, so he wouldn't wake.
His body was big and sturdy, but featherlight to a top hero like her.
This wasn't about lusting after him. Clothes are uncomfortable for sleep, so just changing him.
Her touch came from parental care. Thinking that, she slowly tugged down his pants too.
True to an academy cadet, his physique was toned. That youthful male healthiness radiated.
Aunt swallowed hard and stroked his thigh.
"Mmngh..."
"......"
Juyeon-woo rolled over. Face down. His ass stuck out.
Until recently, he'd worn trunks. Now it was drawers.
Trunks vs. drawers. Visually, drawers were way lewder. The outline of his crotch and the curve of his glutes were crystal clear—pure eye candy.
Aunt's hand trembled. Touch or not? She agonized, then finally groped it.
Instinct beat reason.
"Haa..."
A woman's ass is soft. A man's is firm.
Not rock-hard, but a texture worlds apart from a woman's.
"...Juyeon-woo, you asleep?"
Aunt fondled his body, anxious he might wake. Just kneading here and there melted her stress away.
"......"
Aunt held up her index and middle fingers to her lips. She channeled mana.
"Silence."
"Silence." ⟨ Barrier Spell ⟩
A translucent barrier bloomed around Aunt Shin Jae-eun and vanished. A ward.
One no cadet could breach. It sealed all internal noise.
No matter how loud it got here, it wouldn't reach Juyeon-hee next door.
Finally succumbing to desire, Aunt yanked down Juyeon-woo's panties. She grabbed the waistband and pulled hard.
The rough handling must've bothered him; he rolled over again.
"......"
Aunt froze stiff.
This time, careful not to stimulate him, she slowly peeled the panties off—from calves to ankles. They snagged a bit at the feet.
But she got them off.
His half-erect cock asserted itself.
"...Hah...!"
Slurp, slurp!
The moment Aunt saw Juyeon-woo's cock, she dove in. Unable to hold back, she took it in her mouth and sucked.
No matter how drunk, this should've woken him.
'Juyeon-woo, Aunt's sorry. Aunt's trash. Human garbage, a worm.'
Aunt gathered mana in case he woke. If needed, she'd pin him as a hero and have her way.
"...?"
But what was this?
Juyeon-woo didn't stir. His cock was rock-hard, though.
Yet he slept like the dead.
Slurp, slurp.
Aunt licked his cock, glancing at his face. Lewd sounds echoed in the room.
Slurp, slurp, smooch.
"Lick, mmm... "
"Mmngh..."
"Hup..."
No matter how she sucked, licked, or nibbled, Juyeon-woo stayed asleep. He even spread his legs wide, making it easier for her.
Aunt's tongue work grew bolder.
Slurp slurp, slurrrp, slurp! Smooch! Sluuurp!
Juyeon-woo's cock was drenched in Aunt's saliva. Sweeter than the steak they'd eaten tonight.