There’s a term called "naturally seductive," which, while carrying some negative connotations, fits Karena perfectly once those negative implications were strip away.
First, her voluptuous figure is inherently alluring. Second, her attire... While she dresses normally in public, she always prefers to wear Roland’s clothes or try to be naked in his presence.
In short, she exudes an erotic sensuality from her very core.
As for things like seductive style could be learned and doesn’t count as innate?
Then what about her kissing skills?
Roland is certain this is Karena’s first kiss. Without sounding narcissistic, she would never kiss anyone but him.
So, this kiss is undoubtedly her first kiss. Yet, despite being a novice, her technique with her lips and tongue is astonishingly skilled, nearly driving Roland wild.
Normally, with the aid of his Massage Technique, Roland is the one who leaves others breathless and weak.
While Karena is indeed now breathless from his kisses, the fact that she can make him lose himself too proves her innate eroticism is off the charts.
When people are carried away, they often do things they know they shouldn’t.
Taking Yukio, for example. She knew perfectly well that as Roland’s mother-in-law, she absolutely shouldn’t cross that line with him. But what happened?
Every time, she’d say the words, but her body betrayed her, acting far more honestly than her words.
Now it was Roland’s turn to be carried away. Karena’s body felt exceptionally soft and comfortable in his arms, making it nearly impossible to resist the urge to claim her completely as his own.
Fortunately, though he was swept up in the moment, Karena was still running a high fever.
After ten minutes of her domineering, passionate kisses, her strength finally gave out. Reluctantly, she broke the lingering embrace with her beloved, collapsing into his arms, gasping for breath.
So weak!
Even Karena was shocked by her own weakness. Just ten minutes, and she was already exhausted as if she ran a marathon.
It wasn’t like she’d been running for ten minutes. She’d been comfortably lying in her man’s arms for ten minutes as she kissed him. How could she be so tired?
Karena had initially resolved to engage in some ahem "censorship-defying" activities. Once she and Roland had crossed that line, she figured, there would be no need to worry about Yukino women stealing him away.
But alas, to pass censorship, she had no choice but to play the role of a frail, sickly girl, her stamina giving out.
"You bastard~," Karena groaned, forcing herself to lift her head from Roland’s arms despite her exhaustion. "This was my first kiss! You’ll take responsibility like a man, right?"
"Alright, alright," Roland sighed, reluctantly agreeing. "Of course I’ll take responsibility. Just rest and recover first. You need to get better before you can hold me to even greater responsibilities, right?"
"Hmph! I’ll settle the score with you later!" Karena huffed, thoroughly displeased with Roland’s words.
What does "take responsibility" even mean?
In other words, he’s still not ready to fully commit to me.
After all these years we’ve spent together, he’s abandoning our marital bond just because he went on a few dates with the Yukino Family?
What a scumbag!
Yuki should stay far away from scum, Karena thought resentfully. She’ll sacrifice herself to seal him on her bed for eternity.
Overwhelmed by drowsiness, she could no longer keep her heavy eyelids open and gradually drifted off to sleep in Roland’s arms.
Finally, Roland let out a sigh of relief.
Even though he knew even greater challenges awaited him once Karena recovered, at least he had managed to comfort her for now.
Roland stroked Karena’s cheek with a mixture of affection and helplessness. He naturally wanted to take full responsibility for this stunningly beautiful face.
After all, they had shared a bed for so long that he already considered her his wife in his heart even before he went to Yukino family and started his sexual escapades.
If they couldn’t be together in the future and Karena ended up marrying someone else and sharing another man’s bed, Roland knew he would never be able to accept it.
The same applied to Haruno. If she were to become involved with someone else, it would still make him uneasy like someone repeatedly thrusting a dagger at his heart.
In other words, he didn’t want to lose either Karena or Haruno.
If he were forced to choose between them, how could he possibly decide?
Roland silently held Karena for half an hour, gently releasing her only after her breathing gradually deepened and her sleep became more settled.
He then carefully slipped out of the room and went downstairs to find his mission target, Kasumi.
However, Kasumi wasn’t in the living room. Instead, he heard busy sounds coming from the kitchen, so he turned and walked in.
"Aunt Kasumi, why are you cooking yourself? Shouldn’t you be waiting for me to do it?" Roland suddenly appeared behind her and gently wrapped his arms around her waist.
Normally, when Roland was around, it was understood that he would handle the cooking.
And he would never have dared to embrace Kasumi from behind like this, savoring the feel of her soft mature body against his.
Perhaps his familiarity with Yukio’s flirtatious behavior had blurred the lines in Roland’s mind, making it impossible to see Kasumi as just an ordinary aunt. Moreover, her affection for him rivaled even Yukio’s.
If a traditional woman like Yukio was willing to let him embrace her so freely, could the free spirit Kasumi be the same?
It had to be said, his own thinking had undergone a drastic transformation in such a short time.
After all, even if it were possible, what junior would dare to actively test whether their elder was willing to engage in flirtatious or sexual behavior?
Why would he even attempt such a thing?
Wasn’t it simply because he lusted after her body?
To lust after his own elder’s body... how utterly immoral!
"You’ve finally returned from Yukio’s place, so your Aunt Kasumi naturally wants to treat you well," Kasumi’s said gently.