Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world

Brandon lay sprawled across the sofa like a cat in sunlight.

Dhayun was sitting beside him, one leg crossed over the other, wearing a t-shirt and shorts.

His head rested comfortably on her lap, and she absentmindedly ran her fingers through his hair.

After a moment of silence, she spoke softly ”Are you thinking about joining the Council of Seven?”

Brandon inhaled deeply, eyes half-lidded, then nodded ”Yeah... I’m considering it. But...”

”...I already have a lot going on. Church duties, training, tournament... other things.”

His voice lowered slightly, ”I don’t think I want another responsibility stacked on top of all that.”

Dhayun watched him with a warm gaze ”Hmm, that’s true.”

But then he frowned slightly and looked up at her ”...Maybe I should just push you or Yve into the Council instead.”

Dhayun was dumbfounded ”...Us?”

Brandon nodded again ”Yeah. You’re already a third-year. You’re strong and experienced. You’d fit perfectly.”

”And honestly... I really don’t want to deal with it, Noona.”

Dhayun let out a soft chuckle, and her fingertips brushed across his jawline, then lightly traced the edge of his cheek.

”So dramatic,” she murmured.

Brandon shifted slightly and closed his eyes as he nudged closer to her warmth.

”That’s because it’s exhausting,” he replied quietly, voice muffled against her thigh.

Brandon let out a long, slow breath that fluttered against the bare strip of skin where her loose t-shirt had ridden up.

Then, like a sleepy cat seeking the warmest spot, he shifted again, sliding his head lower until his cheek pressed to the soft plane of her stomach.

”Woonie...” Dhayun warned half-heartedly, but her fingers never stopped their gentle stroking on his hair.

He nosed at the hem of her oversized shirt, bunching the cotton upward with his chin until it caught just beneath her ribs.

Cool air kissed her skin, and she felt goosebumps riding her skin as his breath touched her abdomen.

Brandon’s lips brushed the gentle dip of her navel, then parted.

The tip of his tongue traced the small hollow in a slow, lazy circle.

”Hnngh~” Dhayun’s stomach fluttered under the touch, and her thighs tensed on reflex.

He hummed and sealed his mouth over her belly button fully, making her curl her toes.

A soft, wet suck, followed by the gentle scrape of teeth when he felt her shiver.

”Brandon...” This time her voice came out breathy, fingers tightening in his hair.

He did it again, pressing his tongue inside the shallow dip, and his hands slid up the backs of her thighs, stroking his thumbs in slow arcs along the crease where thigh met hip.

Dhayun’s head fell back against the sofa cushion, a soft laugh escaping her lips that melted into a sigh. ”You’re ridiculous,” she whispered, but her legs parted just enough to let him settle more comfortably between them.

Brandon pulled off with a quiet, wet sound and rested his cheek against the warm skin and murmured, voice muffled against her belly, ”Dhayun Noona...”

His arms looped loosely around her waist now, hugging her to him like a body pillow.

His nose nuzzled just beneath her navel, pressing a final lazy kiss to the soft skin there.

The oversized t-shirt was loose enough that Brandon only had to tilt his head and nudge the hem upward with his nose.

Warm darkness swallowed him as he slipped beneath the fabric and the scent of her skin wrapped around him like a blanket.

Eh? Dhayun was surprised to see him slide his head into her tshirt ”W-Woonie?”

Inside the tented shirt it was dim and muffled.

Her stomach and ribs rose and fell with quickening breaths.

He pressed an open-mouthed kiss just above her navel, then another higher, trailing upward until his lips brushed the satin edge of her bra.

Dhayun’s fingers tightened in his hair outside the shirt. ”Woonie, you little-”

His hand slid up her spine, found the clasp of her bra through the fabric, and flicked it open with a quick twist.

The cups loosened instantly; he pulled the straps down her shoulders and let the bra fall slack against her skin.

Brandon’s mouth found her left nipple without hesitation.

”Mnngh~”

He closed his lips around the peak and sucked it slowly, swirling his tongue in lazy, wet circles.

Dhayun’s back arched off the couch ”Haangh... Woonie.. wait~”

His hand slid beneath the loosened bra to cup the breast he wasn’t mouthing, and his thumb rolled the neglected nipple in time with his tongue.

His other slipped down to palm her ass through her shorts, anchoring her hips so she couldn’t squirm away.

Dhayun’s head fell back against the sofa cushion, and she closed her eyes in pleasure ”W-Woonie...”

*plah* Suddenly Brandon felt a slap on his ass, and he retracted his head from the shirt.

Eh? As he turned around, he saw Elize standing with an annoyed look on her face as she rolled the newspaper in her hand ”Kael, I have already told you... if you are horny, do it in the room, not in the hall.”

Dhayun was embarrassed and lowered her head before correcting her T-shirt and the bra loosely hanging on her shoulder.

Brandon stood up from the couch with a dry smile ”Sorry, Aunt Elize.”

She shook her head helplessly ”Haa... I know you are going to do this again.”

She reached over and ruffled Brandon’s hair, then gave Dhayun’s flushed cheek a gentle pinch. ”Honestly... both of you.”

Embarrassed by the situation, Dhayun quickly stood up and rushed out of there ”I will be in my room.”

Seeing this, Elize quietly chuckled ”Poor girl.”

Walking to her, he hugged Elize in his arms gently.

Elize melted against him the moment his arms circled her waist, her forehead dropping to the curve of his neck with a soft, contented sigh.

”Kael...”

She stayed in his arms for a moment ”How is the tourney going?”

”It’s going well,” he murmured against her hair.

Then he inhaled deeply, burying his nose into her hair ”Mmm... did you just take a bath?”

Elize hummed with a nod ”Lavender and ylang-ylang oil. You like?”

His grip tightened, lifting her just enough that she had to rise onto her toes. ”I love it...”

She chuckled against his neck ”It feels good to spend time with you like this because... I feel like it’s been a while since we had some alone time together.”

Looking up at him, she caressed his cheek ”Well, I can’t blame you... you were with Florence, and there are other girls, also the tournament.”

His gaze lowered because he knows it is his responsibility to keep them all happy and give them attention.

Noticing the dejected look on his face, Elize tried to change the subject ”Oh yeah, Florence wanted to talk to you about something... go and meet her.”

Hm? He raised his head and gave a nod ”What happened?”

She just chuckled ”Go and ask her yourself.”

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-_-

Brandon had a deadpan look sitting on the bed, resting his arms on his thighs.

Florence is standing in front of him, wearing an office skirt with black stockings, black heels, and a white shirt with a tablet in her hand.

Adjusting the glasses on her nose, she looked at Brandon and gave a little spin ”What do you think, darling?”

Looking at her from top to bottom, he gave a satisfied nod. ”Yeah, you look sexy as hell in that outfit.”

A big smile appeared on her lips ”I am glad you think so.”

Brandon tilted his head, confusion creeping in. ”So... what’s this about? Cosplay? Are we doing professor–student roleplay tonight?”

Florence reached up and pinched his cheek ”Naughty boy, this is not about sex...”

She hesitated for a moment before speaking ”I have decided to become a professor at Solvyrn Academy.”

Huh? Come again?