The crafty, tempting plans of a beautiful aunt

"Is that all right with you?" After Kate offered to show him around the Argents' new home, Stiles asked.

Her manner of volunteering did not sound entirely proper...

She sounded sexually suggestive when she said it.

He could read her mind, and the things she fantasized about doing to him, both in her head and in a dirty corner of the house, didn't bother him.

He only cared about how Chris would react to this...

If Chris noticed something was wrong, it would be a big problem.

Chris, thankfully, didn't seem to notice the sexual connotation in her words.

He didn't even consider the possibility that his sister might be interested in a kid like Stiles.

Kate was always an easygoing woman, seemingly.

Chris assumed she was just being her usual laid-back and playful self.

She had always been a hard person for the family, including Chris, to fully figure out and understand.

Especially when it came to love, sexuality, and getting married.

She was a family girl, and she was close to him for important things and work, but he had long since given up on even imagining the disgusting things she kept so blurred

—skanky and annoying things that he didn't want to think about, mess around with, look into, or ask about in the first place.

Chris thought that if she had been fooling around all these years, which he thought she had with men her age, she would stop once she found the right person and got married.

Her age didn't matter because she was still young and beautiful and had plenty of time to get married.

Stiles, who had just read the man's heart in a split second, was breathing a small sigh of relief when Kate chuckled.

She said to him again, not even thinking about what her older brother might think, "What's not all right? Come on, I'll show you around our new place, just so we can let these two married lovebirds enjoy their well-earned weekend."

"..."

Victoria smiled and looked at Chris amusingly, like a loving wife should at her husband, when Chris abruptly said, after a brief and meaningful silence, "Don't let the kid near your guns; we don't want any mishaps."

"But, of course..." The lovely milf Kate smiled when Stiles stood up and looked at Chris. She replied and added with her own unique, playful, and strangely wise smile, "When have I ever been careless with my toys?"

"Too many times to count?" Chris reacted with an ironic statement.

When he asked her, he wasn't really asking, he was being snarky. His and his sister's childhood appeared to have been quite interesting…

Stiles could only smile for a moment at the memories he was suddenly seeing—

He freaked out when he caught a quick glimpse of a scene from the siblings' past with their crazy father, Teen Wolf's Gerard Argent. The guy still appeared insane, but in a different way…

Kate chuckled dismissively at her brother's snide remark until she noticed Stiles staring off into space.

She looked at Stiles, puzzled and intrigued, and asked, "What's the matter? Why have your eyes suddenly widened like that? Are you feeling ill?"

Stiles replied, "No. I'm fine; I was just having a deja vu moment. It happens to me from time to time."

"..."

Chris stared at Stiles strangely, grabbing his cup of coffee from the living room table, when Kate laughed and said, "Deja vu? Kid… you're not one of those weirdo dweebs, are you?"

"Do schools today teach such big words, Chris? Think he's a nerd?"

Chris gave a helpless shrug, showing that he didn't know or care. Of course, he knew these words, but he didn't care about saving Stiles from an embarrassing or uncomfortable situation…

Kate turned to Stiles, puzzled, after bemusedly eyeing and questioning her silent brother.

She asked, "What grade are you in, by the way?"

She also knew what deja vu meant, but she didn't want to come across as a nerd.

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A few minutes later.

Someplace else in the house, where it was quieter and less obvious…

Allison seemed to still be fast asleep.

.

Like most families, the Argents had their own traditions, history, and ways of doing things.

They were not unsophisticated by any stretch of the imagination.

Despite their own peculiarities, they believed in normal and socially acceptable things...

Kate, who belonged to the Argent family, was no less sophisticated. However, she had her own way of acting and moving that was contrary to some of the normal Argent customs.

—Contrary way that broke the rules of any family, for that matter...

But.

Not matter what…

Kate wasn't too worried about her ancient Argent ancestors, what they were thinking, or the portraits of them on every wall of the house.

They had all just moved into a new house that was still being decorated and improved.

She did all the decorating herself.

Along with Victoria.

And because the pictures on the walls were real and not Harry Potter-style portraits, they couldn't say anything about her personal preferences or the cute things she wanted to do to a boy who should have been her niece's sole belonging.

—Stiles.

Kate enjoyed sharing good things when there seemed to be no other viable option…

With this tough, manly kid she didn't want to let go or miss, there didn't seem to be any other options.

She wanted a taste, if possible, one that was romantic.

"What should I wear? Should I wear less or more for our first sexy time?" When Kate thought of the cute boy's name, she muttered to herself and contemplated a few things.

*

The same time. Somewhere else in the room.

"I thought I was getting a tour. Why are we making such a long stop in your room?" Stiles asked after Kate had spent an extended period of time in her bathroom, after she had told him to wait on her bed.

Despite the fact that he couldn't read her heart through the wall, he had a good idea of what she was doing in there...

But he was more worried that Chris or someone else would show up at her door out of the blue.

After all, Stiles was still interested in Allison.

What would Allison or her family think if he was caught doing something romantically inappropriate or suspected of having a relationship with her aunt?

Stiles didn't want to be concerned because something good was likely to happen to him any minute, but he couldn't help but be.

'Why must I be interested in so many women?' Stiles laughed to himself on the inside. 'Why must they all be so beautiful?'

He smirked slightly at his own corniness.

The world in which he was reborn was simply breathtaking.

"..." Stiles sighed.

The solution was supposed to be simple, even if it would complicate his relationship with Allison because he would have had to begin as friends with her and gradually make her jealous.

Initially, all he needed to do was walk up to the house and tell Chris and the rest of his family that he already had a girlfriend.

That's all.

But he delayed for some reason and ended up tying Auntie Argent up.

—Resulting in the current situation.

He was too taken with her to reduce his hormonal secretions earlier.

She was far too sexy.

Stiles' mind raced as he searched for solutions to his beautiful problems, lost in a maze of complex thoughts. These were "problems" he didn't want to brush aside…

When he finally came up with a clever solution, the bathroom door opened and Kate entered, dressed in a bikini underneath other clothes, saying, "Don't worry about checking out the house today. We can always try that again. I've got some new ideas for a tough kid like you who is up and about on the weekends…"

"..."

Stiles became speechless and wide-eyed all of a sudden.

Even though what he was hearing and seeing was lovely, he had not expected this from Kate after all the time she had spent in her bathroom.

Kate laughed and continued, giving him a sulfurous smirk and a wink while striking some hot poses in her sexy swimsuit and clothes, "How about a quick date? I'd appreciate it if you took me for a walk around the beach; I need to stretch my legs."

She insisted in a cute, slick way, "We're going to be friends, right? You can do that for me, at least... Or am I too old for you?"

Inside, she was wondering if Stiles would want to hang out at the beach with a milf like her.

She thought there was no way he wouldn't want to, which made her laugh victoriously on the inside and grin on the outside.

Beautiful Auntie Argent had already noticed that when he looked at her, he was trying to keep his drool at bay.