Guinea Pig

As soon as Leon stepped into the house, the faint sound of running water caught his attention. Elaine stood in the kitchen, her hips swaying slightly as she washed the dishes, unaware of his presence. Leon's gaze lingered for a moment before he turned toward the bedroom, anticipation curling in his chest as a smirk tugged at his lips.

Click.

Pushing the door open, Leon's eyes immediately fell upon Selene. She sat cross-legged on her mattress, her daughter latched onto her breast, suckling eagerly. Her full, heavy breasts shifted with each breath she took, the rosy tips slightly swollen from feeding.

A single drop of milk clung to the nipple not in use, glistening against her pale skin. The soft, wet sounds of feeding mixed with Selene's shallow breaths, filling the quiet room with a sensual rhythm.

*Suck-Suck-Suck*

But tonight… something was different.

The moment Selene's gaze met Leon's, a jolt of heat surged through her body, sharp and sudden. Her pulse quickened, her chest rising and falling as warmth pooled between her thighs, soaking her panties with embarrassing ease.

Her nipples, already sensitive from breastfeeding, stiffened further, sending sparks of pleasure through her chest and down to her womb.

'Why am I feeling this?' she thought, biting her lower lip to suppress a soft whimper.

'Is it because of Leon? No… that can't be it. I've just… gone without for too long. But… after what happened outside—'

"What's wrong with your face? You're completely red." Leon's voice was a low, rumbling timbre that seemed to vibrate straight through her body. He stepped closer, and the faint, masculine scent of his sweat drifted toward her—raw, intoxicating, and impossibly arousing.

Selene's thighs pressed tightly together as a fresh wave of heat bloomed inside her.

Her pussy clenching with a need that made her toes curl. Her breath hitched as she shifted, her damp panties clinging to her sensitive folds in a way that only made the ache more unbearable.

'No… I can't let this happen. This is wrong. But… his scent… it's making my womb pulse. My body is not recognising him as my brother anymore but only a male.'

"N-Nothing! It's just… really hot in here, haha…" she stammered, her voice trembling as she forced a nervous smile. Her fingers clutched the mattress tightly, nails digging into the fabric as she struggled to suppress the rising heat within her.

"I see…" Leon replied calmly, though a hint of amusement glinted in his eyes as he walked to his mattress and lay down.

'She's definitely in heat,' Leon thought, watching her from the corner of his eye. The faint flush coloring her cheeks, the way her thighs shifted as if trying to relieve the ache between them—it was all too obvious. 'The more she ignores it, the stronger it'll get. All I need to do is wait…' A slow, wicked grin curled his lips. 'Or… I could use her as my guinea pig. Let's test if my skill is working before using it on Elaine.'

"Misk…" he whispered under his breath, barely loud enough to hear.

"Hm? Did you say something?" Selene asked, tilting her head slightly.

"No, nothing."

Leon kept his gaze fixed on the ceiling as the translucent screen appeared before his eyes.

[Select Target…]

Without hesitation, his gaze flicked toward Selene.

[Target Locked.]

[Thought will now be recorded and sent to the target's unconscious mind.]

'Your nipple's getting too sensitive… Switch to the other one.'

[Thought sent.]

Seconds ticked by. Then a full minute. Two.

'Is it not working?' Leon wondered, frustration creeping in as Selene continued feeding with the same breast. But just as he considered trying again, she shifted slightly—then, without hesitation, switched the baby to her other nipple.

Leon's pulse quickened as heat coiled low in his belly. 'It worked…'

But before he could savor the moment, his gaze drifted to the wooden jug of water resting above him on a nearby shelf.

'I need to confirm it...' Leon thought as he used the skill again.

"Misk."

[Select Target]

[Selene]

[New Target+]

Leon selected Selene's name again, this time crafting the thought with more intensity.

'Your throat is parched and lips are dry from eating all that meat… You need to drink lots of water. Now.'

[Thought sent.]

Selene shifted almost immediately, licking her lips as if parched. Her tongue, pink and wet, glided slowly across her lower lip before disappearing back into her mouth.

"Hey… Can you pass me that jug of water?" she asked, her voice slightly husky, breathless with an undertone she didn't seem to notice.

Leon's pulse pounded in his ears as heat pooled hot and heavy in his stomach. 'It's working… hehehe.'

He immediately started weaving the thoughts that he was going to send to Elaine's Mind while she get's aroused by the 'Touch of Lust.'