Aster held Jove's gaze, hands running across his shirt and lower stomach as though carefully smoothing out the wrinkles. She let her fingers brush up against the waistband of his sweatpants, identifying it as a boundary to be tested.
"One good deed deserves another," she whispered. One of her fingers tugged on the waistband, letting it snap back against his stomach.
"I couldn't agree more." Jove glanced at the door reflexively, and Aster followed his gaze.
"With that said, your mother could come looking for us at any second," she said, with a disappointed sigh.
Hearing that aloud brought him back to high school, sneaking around with his first girlfriend while "doing homework" at the old family home. This was different, so much worse, so much more intense.
"We're fine," said Jove. "We'll hear her coming. Keep going."
He let his hands brush through her hair. Aster took a long breath and let it out.
"I really shouldn't, but…" She bit her lip and flashed a devious smirk. "The thrill of getting caught has always pushed all the right buttons."
Aster slid a hand under his shirt, her fingers hot against his skin. She pulled it up far enough to reveal his waistline, and started planting kisses along it. Jove began to get hard, and Aster seemed to delight in watching his manhood grow into a firm bulge.
He wanted to see what would happen if he took his cock out, but Aster beat him to the punch. She slowly slid his sweatpants down, kissing bare skin as it became available. There was a tiny wet spot on his boxers at the tip of his now mostly hard member. Aster touched it with a finger, and then tasted the finger.
"You aren't allowed to stop respecting your aunt after this, darling." She kissed the wet spot, and Jove felt his head nodding on its own. "You will also have to put maximum enthusiasm into the line readings you've agreed to."
"I'll match your enthusiasm, Aunt Aster," he said, letting one of his fingers trace the edge of her chin.
"I bet you will…"
She finally pulled his boxers down, her eyes flicking back and forth from holding his gaze to admiring his cock. A smile stole onto her expression, and she let out a tiny giggle.
"Looks like someone is ready to go," she whispered.
Jove's eyes fluttered closed as Aster's warm breath danced across his skin. She teased him with light, delicate kisses along the length of his legs, starting from the top of his thighs and working her way down to his ankles. Each press of her lips sent a shiver running through his body, making his cock twitch with anticipation.
Aster's hands skimmed along his legs, her fingers tracing the outline of his muscles as she worked her way up again. Jove's breathing grew heavier, his heart racing with excitement. He couldn't believe this was happening — his aunt, Aster, was about to give him a blowjob.
As she reached the V of his thighs, Aster's kisses grew bolder, more insistent. Jove felt her tongue darting out, licking at the crease where his leg met his groin. He groaned, his hips flexing upward in a silent plea for more.
"I haven't even started yet, darling."
Aster chuckled, the sound vibrating against his skin. She slowly turned her mouth toward his cock, her lips brushing against the base of his shaft. Jove's entire body tensed, his fingers digging into the mattress as he waited for her to take him in her mouth.
The wait was agonizing, but Aster seemed to be savoring the moment, drawing out the anticipation. Finally, her lips wrapped around the head of his cock, her tongue swirling around the rim. Jove's eyes snapped open, his gaze fixed on Aster's face as she began to work her magic.
Her mouth was warm, wet, and oh-so-talented. Jove felt himself getting lost in the sensation, his worries and doubts melting away with each gentle suck. He let out a soft moan, his hips rocking upward as Aster's mouth moved down his shaft.
His breathing grew ragged as her lips and tongue worked their magic. He felt his cock swell, the pressure building to an unbearable point. Still, Aster teased him, her tongue darting in and out, her lips grazing the sensitive skin. She knew exactly how to draw out the pleasure, holding him on the precipice.
Aster's eyes locked onto his, a mischievous glint sparkling in their depths. She slowed her pace, her mouth barely moving, as if savoring the torture she inflicted. Jove's hips bucked upward, seeking more contact, but Aster held back, denying him the satisfaction.
He groaned, his fingers clawing at the mattress, his entire body strung tight like a bow. Aster's laughter vibrated against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. She knew she had him right where she wanted him.
Suddenly, Jove's control snapped. With a growl, he reached down and grasped the back of Aster's head, his fingers tangling in her hair. He pumped his hips forward, his cock thrusting deep into her mouth. Aster's eyes flashed up to his, surprise and excitement mingling in their depths.
For a moment, they locked gazes, Jove's hand guiding Aster's head as he lost himself in the sensation. His cock pulsed, the orgasm building to a crescendo. Aster's mouth tightened around him, her tongue fluttering against the head of his cock.
Jove's vision began to blur, his hips pumping faster, harder. He was consumed by the pleasure, his entire world reduced to the sensation of Aster's mouth wrapped around him as he humped her face.
He was too far gone, his release building to a crescendo. Her mouth tightened around him, her tongue fluttering against the head of his cock, and he felt himself tip over the edge.
He bucked his hips forward, his cock pulsing as he released into Aster's mouth. She made a startled noise, brow scrunching with surprise, as she struggled to swallow. Her cheeks flushed, her face screwing up in distaste, but she didn't pull away.
Her eyes flashed up to his, surprise and annoyance mingling in their depths. She made cute, high-pitched noises, her lips and tongue fluttering against his shaft as she took his load and cleaned him off.
Exhausted and still basking in a glow of pleasure, Jove let his head drop against the pillow. Aster slowly pulled back, her lips releasing his cock with a soft pop. She sat up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, her expression a mix of accusation and satisfaction.
"You get a little rough when you take control, Jovian," she whispered, squeezing in alongside him on the small bed.
"Too rough for you?" He kissed her on the lips and stroked her cheek.
"Not quite." She smirked at him, kissed his cheek, and then bit his earlobe.
Jove gave in to a sudden urge to grab her wrists and roll her underneath him. Aster let out a surprised, preliminary moan, looking as aroused as he'd ever seen her.
"Aster?" Kira's voice came from the other side of the door, no more than seven feet away. "Have you seen my son?"