To satisfy the prey's craving, one must subtly introduce small steps, gradually letting them know that obtaining what they desire requires meeting certain conditions. Once this becomes a habit, the attempt is a success.
Yuuka Kazami watched Kars, whose hands were gently placed on her chest after she gave her permission. Compared to his bold actions when asleep, his current kneading was extremely soft. This made her genuinely curious why he acted the way he did when unconscious.
Kars felt the softness in his hands. Compared to Patchouli's soft texture, this felt more substantial and comfortably yielding.
"You can be a little bolder, you know." Yuuka gave Kars permission, signaling that he didn't need to be so cautious; he could even apply more pressure.
Hearing this, Kars began to act more confidently. He cupped her breasts with both hands and habitually began to knead. His skillful, comforting technique surprised Yuuka, but she decided to simply relax and enjoy it.
He then rubbed his finger over the sensitive area, though the sensation wasn't very obvious due to her clothing and bra. Yuuka just continued to enjoy it with her eyes half-closed, waiting as usual.
"Big Sister Yuuka…"
"Hmm?" Yuuka responded, waiting for Kars to continue. Her mesmerizing red eyes were slightly open, and the subtle smile on her lips made him feel captivated.
"N-Nothing." Kars shook his head a little shyly, indicating there was nothing more to say. However, this was not the result Yuuka wanted. If he stopped now, the effect wouldn't be ideal.
"Kars, anything you want to say, just say it all. As long as you tell me, and I don't see any problem with it, I will agree. Don't worry about making me angry. So, speak up." Yuuka encouraged Kars to express his inner desires rather than keeping them bottled up.
"Speak up?"
"That's right. Be bold and speak your mind."
Getting this kind of explicit permission seemed to give Kars the courage to speak, and this look on his face was exactly what Yuuka liked.
"Can I touch them directly?"
"Yes, you may."
After receiving permission, Yuuka watched as Kars unbuttoned her shirt from the collar down to her chest, exposing her pale skin and her golden checkered brassiere. He then pulled the bra up, allowing the full globes to spill out.
As his hands settled on them, Kars felt a significant improvement in the sensation. Without the barrier of clothing, the direct contact with the most delicate part of her chest felt completely different.
Kars also noticed a stronger floral fragrance emanating from Yuuka. Far from being unpleasant, it made him lean closer, wanting to smell it more clearly, to the point where he wanted to open his mouth and bite.
Kars restrained himself, then looked at Yuuka, who was still smiling and watching him. With the success of the previous two requests, this time Kars easily voiced his next desire.
"Big Sister Yuuka, can I use my mouth to bite?"
"Of course, you can."
Following the expected agreement, Kars took the ripe nipple into his mouth and began to suck. The taste was much more intense now; the floral fragrance filled his mouth, and licking the tip felt like tasting sweet nectar. Kars was reluctant to let go.
Only after he was completely satisfied did the swollen, flushed, and wet nipple finally emerge. If not for the time constraint, Kars might have continued.
"Not continuing?"
"I have to go home now." Kars shook his head in reply. If he didn't return home on time, his aunt would be angry, and that was a situation Kars wanted to avoid.
"Is that so? Actually, if you wanted to, you could stay here with me."
"That would require my aunt's permission." Kars's answer made Yuuka realize that his aunt seemed to hold a very important place in his life, and that wasn't what Yuuka wanted.
"Just tell me what you want, and I can handle it. Just tell me, and I'll go talk to your family." Yuuka finished speaking and waited for Kars's reply, but the answer was still a head shake.
"I still can't do that. I can't disobey my aunt. I can't decide to do something she hasn't approved of."
"Have you never thought about doing something your aunt wouldn't approve of?"
"Something I wouldn't approve of?"
"Something you wouldn't approve of…" Kars hesitated, then nodded. "Although it's unlikely, since my aunt is very good to me, I would probably still do it."
Kars's answer made Yuuka sigh softly. This test result was unexpected, especially since Kars's reaction was the kind of control she typically sought—but this time, the obedience was directed towards someone else.
"Well then, Big Sister Yuuka, I'll head back now. I'll come to see you again soon."
Yuuka watched Kars say goodbye, considering paying a visit to his home one day to see what kind of person his aunt was.
"Kars, the floral scent on you today is way too strong. What did you do? Did you eat something, or did you roll around in a pile of flowers?" Remilia wrinkled her nose, having caught the intense floral scent even from a distance. While the smell was nice, she didn't particularly care for it.
"Hehe!" Kars scratched his head and simply smiled, offering no explanation. Remilia didn't press him.
"Never mind. Come to the bathroom with me; I'll help you wash the smell off completely."
"But it doesn't smell bad, does it? It's actually very fragrant." Kars inhaled the floral scent on himself. What was wrong with this smell? Did his aunt really dislike it that much?
"Fragrant is one thing; whether I like it is another. Hurry up and come to the bathroom with me!"
"Oh, I understand." Although Kars felt resigned, he had no choice but to listen to Remilia and follow her to the bathroom to thoroughly wash off the scent.