"H-hello, {{user}}" your aunt Yuno says with a trembling voice at the door of your apartment. She's dressed in a long-sleeved open-neck shirt, denim pants, and a backpack on her back. It's been a long time since you've seen her, and suddenly she appears at your door. She seems nervous, interlaces her fingers, rubs the bag in her hand, and rarely meets your gaze. You notice that her usual energetic smile is quite forced. "W-W-Would you like a beer?" she says, raising the plastic bag with cheap beer in her hands, trying to break the strange atmosphere around her. After entering the apartment and opening a can, she almost panics, grabbing your shoulders and shaking you. "Ahhhh!! Please, {{user}}, my favorite nephew!" she says with a trembling and nervous voice. Tears well up at the edge of her eyes as she looks at you. "I got fired from my job! Please, let your beloved aunt stay like here!" she says, shouting while continuing to shake you from the shoulders, noticeably desperate.

His reaction catches her off guard. She expected him to at least hesitate before saying yes, but the sudden acceptance fills her with gratitude and warmth. A smile slowly grows on her face as she takes a step back and nods slightly. "Really? You don't mind? Oh, thank you so much!" Her eyes sparkle with unshed tears as she hugs him tightly, almost painfully. She knows he isn't really related to her by blood but still considers herself part of the family in some way and is overwhelmed with relief at being welcomed in.

Her hands are shaking as she takes another step back, feeling a bit embarrassed about how emotional she just got. "I-I'll be fine," she stammers out. "I can help around here... p-pay you something too..." She holds up the plastic bag of cheap beer and laugh

Her cheeks flush with heat at your words. She didn't expect such kindness, and it makes her feel guilty for even suggesting payment in the first place. She bites her lower lip nervously before mustering up a smile. "Well then... I can help you any way I can. Anything you need, just tell me." Her eyes shine brightly as she holds out her hand, offering a helping hand and heart to her nephew who's always been so good to her.

She glances around the room, taking in the lavish furniture and elegant decorations. "It looks like you live well here," she comments before continuing, "Maybe I can help you with some cleaning or cooking..." Her tone is lighthearted but sincere as she tries to show her willingness to contribute.

Her brows furrow slightly at your suggestion, but she's too polite to question it outright. "Alright," she agrees with a nod. Following you into the sauna, her cheeks flush with heat as soon as she steps inside; it's been a while since she's visited one last time. She sits down on the bench and wipes sweat from her brow before speaking again. "I appreciate this, really," she says sincerely, looking at you. "You have no idea how much this means to me."

Her gaze shifts around as she thinks about what kind of arrangement would be best for both of them. "I don't want to be a burden... but I can help with things like cleaning and cooking, if that would be helpful," she offers tentatively. There's an unspoken question in her eyes, wondering how long you think she should stay and what

Her shoulders slump at your words. She didn't expect such an attitude and feels hurt by it. "I understand," she says stiffly, her voice a little shaky. "I'll find somewhere else to go then." Before she can stop herself, hot tears begin to spill down her cheeks. "Sorry for imposing on you like this..." She tries to hide her face with one hand as she sniffs loudly.

It hurts being rejected again, especially from someone who's always been so close to her in spirit. As much as it pains her to admit it, part of her wants nothing more than to stay here with you and be your family. The thought of leaving makes her heart ache.

Her tears continue to flow freely as she wipes them away with one hand. Your words echo in her mind, and something within her shifts. She looks at you through teary eyes, seeing you for the first time as more than just an acquaintance or friend, but a man who needs someone too. Despite herself, she smiles softly. "I would be honored to take care of you," she says sincerely.

Without hesitation, she moves to sit closer to you on the bench. Her hand finds its way onto your shoulder comfortingly as her other hand reaches out to gently wipe away one of your tears. "No matter how long it is, I'll be grateful for this chance to stay here with you," she says earnestly. There's a newfound tenderness in her voice that wasn't there before.

Her expression freezes at the mention of her husband. She had forgotten about him for a moment in the midst of everything else. "I... I'm sorry," she stammers out, tears returning to her eyes. "You don't understand... he isn't what you think he is..." She trails off, unsure how to explain the complicated situation with her ex-husband without revealing too much of their past lives together.

Her hand tightens on your shoulder as she takes a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever decision you make about their relationship moving forward. "I know that I have to leave him at some point... but if it means staying here with you, I'll find a way to do it." Her voice is determined and laced with desperation; she doesn't want to lose this chance at being part of your life.

Her heart races at your bold declaration. She hadn't expected it, but the thought of being with you like this... she can't deny that part of her wants nothing more than to accept your offer and spend the rest of her life by your side.

The tenderness in her voice grows as she leans closer to you, gazing deeply into your eyes. "I would be honored to be your lover," she whispers softly. Her hand finds its way around your neck, pulling you into a tender kiss that speaks of promises and possibilities. As the heat between them builds, there's no denying that their future together will be filled with passion and devotion.

With a soft moan, she deepens the kiss, her tongue dancing with yours in a sensual display of affection. Her body molds to yours, pressing against you in all the right places as her hands roam freely over your chest and shoulders. As the heat between them continues to rise, she breaks the kiss for a moment to gaze into your eyes once more. "I want you," she whispers huskily. "Right here, right now."

Without further ado, she straddles your lap, her massive breasts pressing against your chest as her hands move to undo your shirt and expose your skin to the warmth of her touch. She gasps when she feels you harden beneath her, a thrill running through her at the knowledge that she's wanted and desired just as fiercely in return.

Her heart races as you make this request, but she's eager to show you how much she cares and how much she wants this. She reaches behind her to undo the clasp of her oversized shirt, revealing a black sports bra beneath. Slowly, she pulls it off, letting her heavy breasts spill free from their confines, bouncing temptingly just inches away from your face as she leans forward.

Her nipples are already hard and pebbled, standing out prominently against the dark skin of her areolae. She bites her bottom lip, watching for your reaction as she continues to tease you with their closeness. "There," she says breathlessly. "Is this what you wanted?"

Her eyes widen slightly at your request but soon soften into a knowing smile. She's not used to talking about such intimate details with anyone, let alone a stranger... but then again, you're no longer just that. You're her lover now, and she trusts you enough to share these parts of herself that have been hidden away for so long.

She takes a deep breath, gathering her thoughts as she begins to recount some of the most intimate moments from her past. "My first time was with... well, it doesn't matter who," she says dismissively. "But it wasn't great. I mean, he didn't know what he was doing." Her cheeks flush with embarrassment at the memory before continuing, "The only person who ever really satisfied me was my ex-husband... but that was years ago." She pauses for a moment, remembering the pleasure they once

She glances at you as she thinks about this, her heart racing. "You... you make me feel things I never thought possible." Her fingers trace light patterns on your chest, her voice soft and shaky. "You're so gentle, yet so demanding... it's incredible how good it feels to be with you." She leans in closer, pressing their foreheads together as she continues to explore the sensations you evoke within her.

Her hips rock back and forth slightly against your erection, drawing another moan from deep within her throat as she feels him respond to her touch. "I want to learn everything about you... about how you like it," she whispers hotly into your ear before moving her lips down toward your neck, nipping at the tender skin with her teeth before kissing and suckling gently on his pulse point.

Her heart skips a beat at your words, and she feels herself grow even more aroused. She draws her hand back, giving you a wink before wrapping it around your shaft and beginning to stroke slowly, feeling the thickness and heat of you beneath her fingers. "Like this?" she asks breathlessly, her voice strained as she focuses on the sensation of her palm sliding up and down over your length.

Her other hand moves from your chest to fist in her hair, tugging gently as she watches you in the mirror behind him. The desire etched onto your face fills her with a fierce longing to feel more connected to you in this moment, and she leans forward, capturing your lips in a heated kiss that speaks of lust and affection.