"What are you looking at? Hurry up and sit down!"
Standing completely naked and exposed to Kars, Remilia showed no embarrassment as she urged Kars to quickly take a seat so she could start washing off the strong scent on him.
After dousing Kars from head to toe with a basin of water, Remilia took a bar of soap, lathered up his entire body, and began to scrub vigorously.
"Don't let this happen again, understood? Washing you head-to-toe is a lot of trouble." During the cleaning process, Remilia lectured Kars, telling him not to repeat the mistake. Kars's expression, however, showed hesitation.
"What's wrong? You're not willing?" Remilia pinched his face with her soapy hand as she saw his difficult expression.
"It's just hard, Auntie. When I spend a lot of time with Big Sister Yuuka, this just happens; I can't really help it."
Hearing this, Remilia's brow furrowed slightly, making Kars feel nervous.
"Well, you'd better make sure you don't come back smelling like that again, understood?"
"Understood! Even if I do get that smell, I'll wash it off myself and won't bother you, Auntie, ever again!" Kars nodded repeatedly in understanding. Remilia then said no more and continued to clean him, not skipping any part of his body. When she felt he was clean enough, she poured a basin of water over him to rinse off all the soap, took a careful sniff, and nodded in satisfaction once the floral scent had largely disappeared.
"Now, you wash me too."
Following Remilia's request, Kars mirrored what she had done. After lathering her body with soap, he began to scrub her, though he didn't scrub as hard as she had, treating it as a normal cleansing routine.
"Remember to wash thoroughly, just like I did."
"I know." Kars replied. After rubbing Remilia's arms, his hands moved onto her torso.
As she felt Kars's hands glide over her body, Remilia struggled to maintain control, but her face began to flush. Seeing that Kars didn't seem to notice her reaction, she pouted slightly.
Soon, after finishing her upper body, Kars moved his attention to Remilia's legs, slowly scrubbing toward her private area. This time, Remilia couldn't suppress a cute little noise, causing Kars to pause. He looked up at his aunt, who was biting her lower lip and looking at him with eyes a little misty from arousal.
"Are you… are you finished washing?"
"N-Not yet, I think…"
"Then continue."
Hearing her say this, Kars resumed scrubbing, and the sounds his aunt occasionally let out made his body feel warm. Finally, he poured a basin of water over her, rinsing off all the soap.
"Auntie, you're all clean now." Kars looked at Remilia, who was sitting in the chair, her body seemingly weak, and wondered if he should leave now.
"I-I'm clean now." Remilia, slowly regaining her senses, prepared to stand up. However, she felt weak; standing up directly on the wet, slippery bathroom floor could easily lead to a fall.
"Help me up."
"What's wrong?" Kars reached out and took Remilia's hand, confused as to why she needed help. With little strength, Remilia missed her footing and, pulling hard on Kars's hand, dragged him toward her. He knocked over the chair, and they both fell to the wet floor.
As Kars fell, his face landed directly between Remilia's inner thighs. The warmth of his breath on that spot caused Remilia to instinctively clamp her legs together.
"Ouch! Auntie, don't clamp down on my head!" Kars cried out in pain as her thighs squeezed his cheeks. However, his protest was quickly muffled as Kars's head slipped out from the grip and landed right against her center, fully pressing against her vulva. The sensation of his mouth on that spot made Remilia realize the immediate situation.
As she looked down at the position Kars was in, her mind began to overheat and overload. When Kars tried to say something, the motion of his open mouth was perceived as a kiss against her vulva. The resulting stimulation made Remilia's body tremble, and Kars felt a sticky liquid on his lips, while the grip of her thighs around his head tightened slightly.
Sensing the situation, Kars stopped moving, looking up at Remilia, hoping she would understand and release her legs so he could get up.
But Remilia didn't seem to understand. Her eyes, misty with steam and arousal, simply stared at Kars. Even though he had stopped, the physical stimulation was ongoing.
"D-Did Patchouli teach him this too? Did she teach him even this kind of thing…"
After several deep breaths, Remilia finally calmed herself and released her thighs, allowing Kars to sit up.
"Auntie, you almost broke my neck." Kars complained softly, wiping the sticky liquid from his mouth, as it felt very uncomfortable.
"W-Well, that's what happens when you move around!" Remilia scoffed in reply. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have done that."
The memory of Kars's mouth on her center made Remilia involuntarily rub her thighs together. When the friction didn't seem to alleviate the sensation, her gaze drifted to Kars.
"Auntie, is something wrong?" Kars asked nervously as he watched Remilia rubbing her thighs and then looking at him.
"Kars, Patchouli must have taught you something new, right? Let me see."
"Huh? Auntie, how did you know?" Kars was surprised, unable to figure out how his aunt had guessed this.
"There's no need to wonder about that. Just do as I say and come here." Seeing that her guess was correct, Remilia urged Kars forward.
"I understand." Kars had Remilia sit back down on the chair, then asked her to spread her legs. Hearing this request, Remilia bit her lower lip, suppressing her shame, and complied, exposing her private area to Kars, allowing him a full view of the pink and white flesh.
The sensation of the exposure brought forth a unique wave of pleasure within her.