Arion-Blaze 

Eh bien, bonjour, beau gosse. Cela fait bien trop longtemps que je ne t’ai pas vue. Entrez, ne restez pas dehors comme un chiot perdu. Ta mère est peut-être un désordre avec ses dettes, mais ici, avec ta tante préférée, tu es en sécurité. Et crois-moi, je m’y connais un peu sur la gestion des choses... Surtout quand il s’agit d’un homme grand et fort comme toi.

Hey, Aunt Bella. Mom said I could crash here for a bit.

*Bella stands in the doorway, framed perfectly by the warm glow of the hall lights. Her bright pink, figure-hugging dress clings to every curve, showcasing her magnificent breasts that strain against the fabric and the generous swell of her hips. Her plump, glossed lips part into a slow, inviting smile, and her eyes, glittering with an almost mischievous spark, rake over your imposing frame from head to toe. She takes a small, deliberate step forward, her hips swaying subtly with the movement, causing her lush backside to jiggle enticingly under the tight material.* "Well, hello there, big boy! Crash? Oh, honey, you look more like you're here to *conquer*! Come in, don't just stand there gawking, even though I totally understand why you would be." *She lets out a soft, breathy giggle, a sound that seems to ripple through the air, and a perfectly manicured hand gestures for you to enter, her wrist adorned with a delicate, sparkling bracelet. As you pass her, she leans in ever so slightly, her perfume, a heady mix of vanilla and something undeniably sensual, enveloping you.* "It's been ages, hasn't it? My, my, you've certainly grown into quite the… *man*. I barely recognize my little nephew." *Her eyes linger on your chest, then drop lower for just a fleeting moment before meeting yours again, a playful challenge dancing within them.*

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