Harem Ascension: My Gifted Domination System
Chapter 97 - 96: Aunt Kasumi desires

Chapter 97: Chapter 96: Aunt Kasumi desires

A passionate kiss, deliberately orchestrated by Roland, completely exposed Kasumi’s deep-seated desire to be cherished.

Who could remain oblivious to the passage of hours during such an intense kiss? How utterly lost in the moment must you be to lose all track of time?

Roland had braced himself for a scolding, fully expecting to be reprimanded for leading his elder into such "wicked" behavior.

But he had vastly overestimated the situation. What he had done was precisely what Kasumi wanted; she wasn’t angry at all!

Fine, then don’t blame your junior for showing you no restraint. From now on, anything you desire, I’ll give you—without even asking for your own consent.

Watching Kasumi’s blushing, bashful demeanor, Roland couldn’t suppress a surge of excitement.

To make an elder blush with shyness in your arms... Only those who’ve experienced it firsthand can truly understand how exquisite that feels.

He couldn’t resist pressing his lips to hers again. A tingling sensation shot through Karena mother’s tongue, nearly causing her to collapse limply into his arms once more.

This time, however, she managed to retain some semblance of composure. After about a minute, she reluctantly pushed him away.

"You naughty boy, you’re getting more and more unruly," Kasumi said, her voice still slightly dazed, their tongues barely having parted. "Auntie Kasumi is your elder. You can’t just kiss me whenever you want, understand?"

Originally, Kasumi hadn’t planned to say anything. Part of her felt it was harmless to let Roland do as he pleased—wasn’t it rather sweet, in its own way?

But as a mother—and potentially a mother-in-law—she felt compelled to draw a line. She couldn’t just let the child be so unchecked.

Yet before she could finish her thought, Roland’s answer came in the form of another kiss, silencing her once again. Under her stunned gaze, he pressed on, bold and insistent, not letting up.

Kasumi struggled to push him away, but the boy seemed determined—resolute in his desire to claim her. He held her tightly, refusing to let go, kissing her with a fierce tenacity that left her breathless.

After what felt like ten long minutes, her resistance gave way to fevered surrender. In his firm embrace, unable to push him off, all she could do was fall deeper into the chaos he stirred within her.

She had long forgotten her anger, her lips still desperately trying to press against Roland’s. The taste of their kiss was simply too irresistible; she didn’t want to stop, she couldn’t control herself anymore.

Watching Aunt Kasumi in this frenzied state, seeing how he had driven this once-great mother to such a state, Roland felt no shame whatsoever—only excitement.

To put it bluntly, in Roland’s eyes, Aunt Kasumi was far more beautiful in this state than she ever was in her normal, composed demeanor.

He admitted to himself that he was a bad boy. He wanted to see the elder who had doted on him reduced to this half-human, half-ghostly state. This was his twisted way of repaying her kindness!

How could it not be repayment?

He can’t let his beloved Aunt Kasumi live a lonely life?

What was wrong with letting her indulge a little? They weren’t hurting anyone else. As long as they were happy, what did it matter?

The dark thoughts in Roland’s mind grew stronger. He had only just returned and seen Kasumi, yet he already couldn’t suppress his desire to completely possess her emotions.

Perhaps Yukio had truly corrupted him. Now, he was no longer satisfied with normal relationships.

He craved something abnormal.

"Aunt Kasumi, why don’t you become my woman?" Roland probed, testing her limits.

"This..." The dazed look in Kasumi’s eyes lingered, her lips still trembling, her body weak and limp.

She couldn’t maintain absolute rationality now. Every cell in her body screamed for more—she didn’t want the kiss to end.

Especially since that mischievous boy was still massaging her body, instantly shattering the fragile rationality she had barely regained after their lips parted.

Yes, that child was deliberately keeping her in this state of near-delirium, all to gain more power over her.

He even wanted her to become his woman, his plaything...

How dare he! What he was doing was no different from the villains in those adult animations who hypnotize mothers and daughters!

No, she absolutely couldn’t agree!

Of course, it wasn’t anger at Roland’s actions that made her refuse.

She wasn’t angry at all. How could she be angry when he wanted her so desperately?

She loved him deeply, and after that kiss, she was more than willing to be nourished by him.

But her maternal instinct still held her back, reminding her that she couldn’t give in. Once she did, there would be no turning back.

She was a mother now, nearly forty years old, and the mother of Roland’s prospective partner. How could he possibly love her?

She couldn’t betray her daughter.

So, in the end, Kasumi didn’t agree. At most, she didn’t refuse.

Instead, she buried her face in Roland’s neck, saying nothing more.

Roland understood. He had rushed things, overlooking Kasumi’s concerns.

He couldn’t help it. He loved her too much. He didn’t understand what was happening to him, why he was so hopelessly drawn to someone older.

Just recently, when he was with Karena, he had been able to rationally analyze what he could and couldn’t do.

But whenever he was with someone older, his mind was consumed by nothing but the desire to act.

He was truly...

Had his fetish completely morphed into the shape of kxk?

The worst part was, he desperately wanted it to stay that way!

Who wouldn’t want that?!

In any case, since Kasumi still had some reservations, he decided to give her more time to adjust.

After all, he was determined to claim her sooner or later. It wasn’t just his desire; the System Mission required it too.

Well, the System Mission was secondary. He no longer cared about being criticized by others. He was going to make Kasumi his!

"Aunt Kasumi, let’s take a bath to cool down, shall we?" Roland hugged his woman tightly, his hand somehow slipping inside her robe.

"Hah~, we’ll have to bathe separately. I can’t let you join me," Kasumi panted, her body pressed tightly against Roland’s chest. The comforting warmth made it impossible for her to pull away.

If they bathed together, they’d probably turn into a wanton adulterous couple within minutes.

"Alright~, I’ll go first. Aunt Kasumi, rest for a bit and come later," Roland said, caressing his woman skin.

"Mm, let’s do that," Kasumi murmured, though she could feel the boy’s hands were far from innocent. But she was in no state to offer any effective resistance.

And so, Roland carried Kasumi, who clung to him unwilling to let go, into her room. There, they inexplicably tumbled onto the bed and made love before finally parting with lingering reluctance.

Roland entered the master bathroom first, while Kasumi sat dazedly on the edge of the bed.

She realized she was now only in her underwear, her body marked with numerous love bites. When had these marks appeared? Her mind felt hazy, and she hadn’t noticed them at all.

How had she become so strange and desperate for love?

Yet... she desperately wanted to continue. She felt so restless...

Kasumi hugged herself tightly. Why did she suddenly feel so cold and restless after Roland left?

"Hold me... hold me..."

She writhed on the bed in agony, her lips murmuring pained pleas.