Chapter 25: Take me to my room

His eyes followed the soft sway of her generous, wide ass as she stood at the basin, her hands moving through the water, the thin pink robe shifting with every small motion.

He stood and walked over. "Let me help you, Aunt."

Veyron stood and moved behind his aunt. There was no way he could help her wash the dishes by standing at her side—the basin was too small for both of them to stand side by side. So he stepped in close behind her.

"You don’t have to, Vey—! Ahh~"

Aveline tried to stop him, but he was already there. His chest pressed lightly against her back.

His hips settled against her, and her plump, round ass rubbed against the front of his crotch as he reached forward. His hands covered hers in the warm water, guiding them as they began washing the dishes together.

Desire Resonance was always active. The moment she felt his body against hers from behind, heat began to spread through her. Her mind drifted somewhere it should not, yet she could not pull it back. She could not think of anything else.

She remembered their last intimate moment—when she had kissed him fiercely while sitting on his lap, her friend’s son’s lap, and done something so perverted.

The memory of that taboo still lingered. The strange, forbidden pleasure she had felt that day, something that of course she should not have felt, was stirring again. She could not stop it. Her feelings toward her baby had already gone too far for her to turn back.

"No, I want to help my lovely aunt," Veyron murmured into her ear as he lowered his head. His warm breath brushed against her skin.

Aveline’s body went still. Veyron understood everything. He continued without hesitation, knowing she would accept his advance.

He kept helping her wash the dishes. His hands moved with hers through the water, but his hips stayed pressed against her. He slowly rubbed his crotch against her plump soft cheeks, the motion steady and deliberate.

Her body heated more and more with every pass. Soft moans slipped from her lips. She did not stop him completely, and she did not push him away. When he asked her quiet questions, she only answered in breathless, shaky words.

After they finished washing the dishes, Veyron pulled back for now. He was not going to force it. She would come to him by herself. Aveline turned toward him. The breathtaking milf with beautiful pink hair looked completely red.

Her face was flushed, embarrassment written clearly across it. Veyron knew everything. Aveline also knew what he had been doing to her was deliberate. Why was he doing this to her? Of course she liked it, because it was her Vey.

Did he really love her like that? Were his feelings also coming out for her, the same way hers were overflowing for him? They had kissed that day. Maybe they could have gone even further if not for the interruption from Xialyn.

Still, she did not know what he was thinking, making her feel and experience such feelings she had never felt before.

"Why do you look so red and breathless, Aunt?" Veyron asked, as if he did not know.

Aveline was surprised he would question something like this. What was she supposed to answer? That it was because he had rubbed his body, his crotch, against her ass, and that was why she was like this?

And the memories of their intimate actions kept replaying in her head because of that. No, that was too embarrassing. Seeing her not answering, Veyron smiled. He extended his hands and placed them on her soft cheeks.

His hands were big. They covered a large portion of her face. The warmth of his palms sank into her skin, and her body grew more numb under his touch. But why? She was a Spirit King realm expert, yet she was like this.

Was it because her feelings for him were too high, that her cultivation was not helping in this situation?

A cultivator could increase their cultivation as much as they wanted. But in situations where they felt intense lust, pleasure, happiness, or sadness, they could not bypass these emotions, even if they were gods themselves.

Except for those who cultivated specifically to suppress these emotions. And most of them did not have any family, friends, or any loved ones.

Which was why, as Aveline felt such emotions for anyone for the first time, she did not know they could not be lowered even if she was stronger. This was how the laws of the world worked.

"You seem like you are sick," Veyron muttered as he felt her heated cheeks. Of course he knew why they were like that.

"It seems so~," Aveline said. Maybe it could give her a chance to get back to her senses if she went back to her room and stayed alone for a minute.

"Ah~!"

But before she could do anything, Veyron picked her up like a princess. Her soft body pressed against his. She was startled, because she had seen him coming, yet she had not stopped him. He picked her up suddenly.

Of course she could see his movement. But why would he do that? Now she was in an even more awkward and embarrassing position.

One of his arms supported her back, the other rested under her thighs, holding her securely against him. Veyron looked at her with a charming smile and said, "Let me take you to your bedroom."

"Y... You don’t have to, baby~," Aveline said. But Veyron shook his head and said, "It’s alright. You can just relax."

"But... but it’s so embarrassing if you carry your aunt like this. You should do this to other women you love," Aveline said. She could not match his gaze.

She spoke while looking in different directions, her face growing even redder.

Veyron chuckled as he saw her cute behavior. She was the same Grand Elder Aveline, who walked through the sect with always a smile on her face and spread her happy vibe. Her breathtaking beauty had already captured many people’s hearts.

And now she was like this in his arms, unable to meet his gaze. This was a rare sight to see. Veyron spoke, "What are you talking about, Aunt? There is only one woman I love the most in this world, and it’s you."

Thump Thump

Aveline’s face turned toward him instantly. Her heart was beating extremely fast. What was he saying? Did he even understand what that meant? "A... are you telling the truth... that you love your aunt the most?"

Veyron smiled and said, "Of course I love you the most. Wasn’t our last kiss enough proof? You are so beautiful. You love me the most. You care about me so much... how can I not love you more than anyone else?"

Aveline’s eyes widened. She understood his words. That kiss had really meant everything and conveyed all the feelings. Though she had thought that was just a slip of the moment.

She knew she loved her Vey, and it was not only familial anymore. She was still not sure about him. But after hearing him say such a thing, her heart beat much, much faster. The arms holding her felt even warmer against her body, and she could not look away from him.

"A... are you sure about that?" Aveline asked him again. She wanted to be sure. This situation was already taboo enough on its own. How could she feel this way for her friend’s son, someone so much younger than her?

Yet she could not help it. Her heart fluttered whenever he said he loved her the most, like a little girl in love. Veyron answered her in the same loving tone.

"Yes, my lovely, beautiful aunt. I love you the most in the world. I could never see any other man with you but myself. Even if I have to become the strongest individual in this entire Sunmoon empire—if not the world—so that no one can question our relationship."

Aveline’s eyes widened again as she listened to his words. Was this really the same Vey? She could see it in his eyes. Every word he spoke was resolute and full of determination.

Aveline did not say anything for a moment. Then she said, "Take me to my room."