Chapter 262
Katniss sniffed for a while and blushed slightly, then put Nathan's underwear back in place before resuming sorting the dirty laundry.
During this process, Katniss's movements paused several times, seeming distracted or desiring someone other than Nathan.
Katniss started doing the laundry, and as the washing machine roared, all the love fluids on Nathan's underwear were washed away clean.
Katniss returned to the bedroom to continue browsing the internet, while Nathan tossed and turned in the bedroom, feeling restless as time passed by. Both Nathan and Katniss were busy with their own things, and nothing more intimate happened. I thought there would be a story unfolding after seeing Katniss sniffing Nathan's underwear, as it had been in previous video plots, but until Katniss finished all her tasks, nothing unexpected occurred.
After finishing everything, Katniss sat on the couch to rest, wiping the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand.
After resting for a while, Katniss looked at the digital clock on the wall. Seeing the time, a hint of nostalgia and surprise appeared on her face as the time for me to come home approached.
Katniss started preparing dinner, while Nathan had been resting on the bed all afternoon, still seemingly preoccupied with thoughts of intimacy, unable to fall asleep peacefully.
Upon waking up, he walked out of the bedroom, stretched, and like Katniss, glanced at the time. Seeing that the time for me to come home was getting closer, a hint of reluctance and panic appeared in Nathan's eyes.
Katniss seemed nostalgic and surprised before my arrival, while Nathan appeared reluctant and flustered, two different emotions that I noticed.
Katniss's actions proved that she still loved me, even though she needed physical intimacy due to health reasons, her heart still belonged to me.
Nathan seemed to enjoy this intimate time with Katniss, but as I was about to return, that feeling of carefree living with Katniss as if they were a couple would disappear, and that reluctance stemmed from it.
Furthermore, Nathan's behavior last night towards Katniss was so intense in bed, although he never thought I would find out, there was still some guilt and fear in his heart, considering he had a sexual relationship with Katniss.
After leaving the bedroom, Nathan began to help Katniss with the ingredients. Seeing Katniss cooking, Nathan helped, but in the process, he was a bit restless, sometimes touching Katniss's hand, sometimes patting her buttocks, not sure if he was helping or taking advantage. Perhaps he was trying to satisfy some psychological pleasure before I came home.
Since the relationship with Nathan was already as intimate as it could be, Katniss did not mind Nathan's actions, except for not engaging in sexual relations.
As the time for my return approached, Nathan seemed more and more anxious, with a growing sense of reluctance on his face. Since there was no intimacy with Katniss during the day, Nathan seemed very regretful, watching Katniss busy in the kitchen, while he appeared anxious on the side.
Finally, unable to resist, Nathan hugged Katniss from behind. Calculating the time, there was less than forty minutes before I got off work, so if they were quick, they could have another round.
"Dad, what are you doing? Let go of me."
After hugging Katniss, Nathan began to grope her breasts with both hands, although through clothes, the intensity of Nathan's groping was not light. Katniss was taken aback, thinking Nathan was just taking advantage, but now he was actually preparing to force himself on her.
"Katniss, let's do it again, I'll make love quickly, okay?"
Nathan gasped for breath, caressing Katniss's breasts and abdomen back and forth, his stubbled lips kissing Katniss's neck, earlobes, and cheeks, leaving them covered in Nathan's saliva.
"Dad, stop it. Kevin is coming back soon, it's not right."
Although Katniss's face blushed from Nathan's kisses and groping, she still firmly rejected his advances. She turned around and began to push Nathan away, with a hint of desire in her eyes but a resolute refusal in her actions.
"Okay."
Seeing Katniss's determined look, Nathan knew that using force would not only be ineffective but would also offend Katniss, so he let go of his hands. Nathan's body separated from Katniss's, and at that moment, Katniss lowered her head and saw Nathan's erect penis in the middle of his crotch.
Seeing the tented erection, Katniss's face blushed even more, seemingly thinking of something, with a mix of shyness and reminiscence in her eyes. She loved, hated, and feared the organ under the tent, unable to break free from it, sinking into its satisfaction time and time again.
Feeling his erection, although Nathan had faced Katniss naked countless times, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed and quickly covered himself with his hands to hide his embarrassment. Seeing Nathan's silly smile and the embarrassing situation in front of her, Katniss lightly scolded him for his embarrassment.
Katniss continued to prepare dinner, while Nathan quickly resumed helping. Finally, with both of them preparing, dinner was ready. The dinner was sumptuous, whether to reward me, Kevin, who had been busy outside, or to reward Nathan for his hard work last night. After preparing dinner, Katniss sat at the table as usual, waiting for me to come home, while Nathan sat on the couch watching TV. As the time for my return drew closer, Nathan seemed more and more flustered.
When there were less than five minutes before I arrived home, Nathan couldn't sit still anymore. He sat up straight from the couch and walked back to his bedroom as if he was escaping. Katniss saw Nathan return to the bedroom, didn't say anything to stop him, just shook her head with a wry smile after Nathan closed the door, perhaps she could also guess Nathan's current panic and embarrassment.
The next scene is me wearily returning home, with Katniss welcoming and taking care of me. At that time, I thought Nathan wasn't at home, but in reality, five minutes before I entered, Nathan had been in the living room and kitchen with Katniss. When I walked in the door, Nathan was hiding in his bedroom, sitting nervously on the edge of the bed without turning on the light.
Upon hearing my tired words, Nathan stood up to come out and help, but after hesitating for a while, he sat back down again. When I lay back on the bed in the bedroom, Katniss walked out of the bedroom and finally came to Nathan's bedroom door, gently knocking on it, and couldn't help but look back, seemingly afraid that I would hear.
"Kevin, what's wrong?"
After Nathan opened the door, he nervously asked Katniss. Regardless, I was his biological son, although sometimes he didn't seem like a father, his concern for me was not fake.
"He's too tired and exhausted. You go ahead and have dinner. I'll take care of him."
Seeing my tired appearance, Katniss seemed in a bad mood. Although she hadn't eaten dinner either, she didn't even glance at the sumptuous meal on the table.
"What about you?"
Nathan glanced at the food and then asked Katniss with concern.
"I'm not eating either. Let's not talk about it. Finish your meal and clean up. I'll take care of him."
Katniss seemed very anxious, talking to Nathan while looking back at the door of our bedroom.
After saying this, without waiting for Nathan's reply, Katniss quickly turned and walked towards our bedroom, never looking at the food.
Nathan watched Katniss's back, with a hint of loneliness and envy in his eyes. How could he not see Katniss's concern and care for me? Perhaps he knew that he could never completely replace me in Katniss's heart. After all, he was Katniss's father and could never become her husband. Even if they could, they wouldn't do it, as the exposure of their taboo relationship would make it impossible for them to survive. Katniss went back to the room to take care of me, while Nathan ate the meal they had prepared together alone. Originally meant for three people, now only Nathan was eating.
However, Nathan seemed absent-minded while eating. He ate while listening to the sounds coming from our bedroom, seeming very nervous about what we might be doing in the room.
If Katniss and I were making love in the bedroom at that time, would Nathan have a jealous expression? He probably would, after all, Nathan also considered Katniss his woman, and jealousy is a normal emotion for a man. If he felt no discomfort in his heart, it would be self-deception.
Finally, Nathan didn't eat much and put down his knife and fork. Instead of putting away the food, he kept it warm in the pot.
After finishing cleaning up, he quickly returned to his bedroom. At that time, Katniss was massaging me in the bedroom.
After staying in the bedroom for a while, Nathan seemed uneasy again. He tiptoed to the living room and walked to the door of our bedroom, pressing his ear against the door to eavesdrop on the sounds inside.
Katniss had been in the bedroom with me for so long without coming out, partly because she was worried about me and partly because she was worried about Katniss.
Just as Nathan was listening at the door, the door suddenly opened without any warning, startling Nathan, who was eavesdropping. It wasn't just Nathan who was startled, but also Katniss. She felt that I was asleep, so she quietly walked from the bedside to the door, then opened it, almost screaming in fear, but fortunately, she covered her mouth at the last moment.
Katniss nervously looked back at me lying on the bed with closed eyes, and Nathan also looked at me involuntarily. Their eyes were focused on me, as if a couple having an affair were paying attention to the male lead.
Seeing that I didn't wake up, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Katniss pushed Nathan out of the bedroom. Katniss looked very worried, and Nathan didn't know what had just happened in the bedroom and didn't know what was wrong with me. Everything today seemed abnormal.
"How is Kevin?"
Nathan lowered his voice and asked Katniss, with a worried look in his eyes.
"Not good. His stress has been too much lately, with everything weighing on him. I don't know if he'll break down."
Katniss sighed, her eyes misty with worry and guilt.
"Why can't I help him? And why have I added so many unnecessary worries to him?"
At this point, Nathan and Katniss had already arrived in Nathan's bedroom to avoid disturbing my rest. Katniss sat on the edge of Nathan's bed, tears streaming down her face.
Seeing me looking tired, she felt sorry for me, but more helpless. At the same time, she also thought about her relationship with Nathan. Although I always said I wouldn't mind, Katniss wasn't stupid. She guessed that there was a lot of pain in my heart that I couldn't express, so she felt very self-blaming at this moment.
"Katniss, don't think too much. Give him care and love. He's a grown man now. I believe he'll get through this. He's experienced all kinds of hardships."
Nathan, a simple man, didn't know how to comfort Katniss, so he could only say what came to mind. When he spoke the last words, he seemed to think of the recent hardships at home, so he swallowed the rest of his words.
Seeing Katniss crying, Nathan didn't know how to comfort her, so he stood in front of her, finally embracing Katniss's hair into his arms, letting her bury her face in his chest and cry.
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