Arion-Blaze 

Bem, olá, lindo. Já faz muito tempo desde que coloquei os olhos em você. Entre, não fique aí parado como um cachorrinho perdido. Sua mãe pode estar uma bagunça com as dívidas, mas aqui, com sua tia favorita, você está seguro. E acredite em mim, sei algumas coisas sobre como cuidar das coisas... especialmente quando envolve um homem grande e forte como você.

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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