Yandere Milfs Devouring In Eroge Game

Kai gripped the cot’s edge, teeth clenched as Vienna poured the burning liquor over the gash in his stomach.

The pain hit like a slap from an angry lover, but oddly clarifying.

He bit back a curse, his vision swimming for a second before steadying.

"There," Vienna said, wiping her hands on her apron.

"That’s cleaned. Now for the poultice."

She smeared a herbal paste over the wound, her touch firm but gentle, like she’d done this a hundred times.

"Hold still. It’ll sting less if you don’t squirm."

Kai nodded weakly, sweat beading on his forehead.

The fever clawed at him, sapping his strength, but her presence grounded him.

She was all practical curves and no-nonsense blonde hair tied back in a loose knot, her apron straining slightly over a chest that had clearly weathered a few life storms and won.

Milf energy.

Strong.

The kind that runs a tavern and patches up idiots like me without batting an eye.

She finished bandaging him, tying the cloth snug around his waist.

"Rest now. I’ll bring soup later."

But as she leaned back, her knee brushed his thigh, and something shifted.

Kai’s hand, acting on pure, fever-fueled instinct, caught her wrist.

His other hand reached up, almost without thought, cupping the soft swell of her breast through her dress.

Vienna froze, eyes widening.

"What in the—?"

He didn’t stop.

Couldn’t.

The Devouring Seed thrummed faintly in his chest, whispering that this was the path to recovery.

His lips found the fabric over her nipple, nuzzling gently, then sucking lightly through the linen.

Please don’t slap me.

Or stab me.

God, she feels amazing.

She gasped, a sharp intake that wasn’t entirely protest.

Her body went rigid, then softened just a fraction.

"Boy, you’re delirious. Let go."

But she didn’t pull away; her hand hovered over his head, fingers twitching like she wasn’t sure whether to push or pull him closer.

Kai murmured against her, "Need this. Helps the fever."

It was half-truth; the warmth of her skin was already easing the ache in his bones, a slow trickle of energy seeping into him.

Vienna’s breath hitched.

"You’re bold for a half-dead stranger." Yet her free hand rested on his shoulder, steadying herself.

Surprise flickered in her eyes, but curiosity won out.

She glanced at the door, which was locked, then back at him.

"Fine. But if you pass out midway, I’m charging you double for the room."

’Fuck yes.’

He tugged at her apron strings, loosening them enough to expose more of her dress.

With careful fingers, he unlaced the front, peeling it open like unwrapping a gift he’d never expected.

Her breasts spilt free, heavy, full, with faint stretch marks like badges from raising kids or just living hard.

The nipples pebbled in the air, rosy and inviting.

Kai took one into his mouth, sucking softly, his tongue circling the peak.

Vienna let out a low, surprised moan, her head tipping back.

"Oh... that’s... unexpected."

He switched sides, lavishing attention with gentle pulls and flicks, his hands kneading the undersides.

They were soft, yielding, warm in a way that chased the chill from his fevered skin.

Each suck drew a quiet hum from her, her fingers finally threading into his hair, not pulling away, but encouraging.

This is working.

Like sipping from a well after days in the desert.

And damn, she tastes like fresh bread and sunlight.

"You’re... not half bad at this," Vienna whispered, her voice husky now.

She shifted closer, straddling his thigh to steady herself, her apron pooling forgotten on the floor.

One hand cupped the back of his neck, holding him to her breast.

"Been a while since anyone’s... appreciated these properly."

Kai shook his head in agreement, the vibration making her arch.

He felt the pull strengthening, his stamina inching up, the infection’s haze lifting bit by bit.

But he kept it slow, teasing, building that connection.

His free hand traced lazy circles on her thigh, bunching her skirt higher.

She surprised him by shrugging the dress off her shoulders completely, letting it slide to her waist.

Fully bare from there up, she looked down at him with a mix of amusement and heat.

"Fever’s making you frisky, huh? Or is this your usual greeting?"

"Both," he mumbled around her nipple, earning a breathy laugh.

Her skin flushed pink, nipples glistening from his attention. She rocked subtly against his leg, chasing friction.

Vienna’s hand slipped down, palming him through his trousers.

He was hard, aching, but the touch sent a fresh surge of vitality through him.

"Greedy thing," she teased, squeezing lightly.

"Think you can handle more?"

"Not yet," Kai admitted, pulling back to catch his breath.

Milk-white skin marked with faint kisses, her breasts heaved with each pant.

"But keep going like this... yeah."

She smirked, surprising him by leaning down to kiss him, slow, thorough, tasting of ale and herbs.

"Deal. You’ve got that look, like you’re starving, and this is your feast."

Her fingers worked his shirt open fully, exploring his bandaged chest.

"Just don’t keel over on me."

Kai chuckled weakly, pulling her back to him.

He latched on again, sucking deeper now, one hand sliding up her thigh under her skirt.

She was warm, slick already, and the contact amplified everything.

This woman’s a healer in disguise.

Tavern milf with magic tits.

Note to self: Get wounded near inns more often.

"There... yes..." She came with a muffled cry against his shoulder, trembling, and Kai felt it, a rush of pure, restorative essence flooding him.

She slumped against him, laughing softly.

"Well. That’s one way to pay for a room."

Kai grinned, still nuzzling her breast. "First instalment. Got more coming?"

Vienna raised an eyebrow, intrigued. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Depends on how much you can take, stranger."

’Oh, I can take plenty now.’

Kai let out his cock, which was throbbing.

He didn’t notice it at first, but every level up increases the size of his dick.

"So big..." Vienna’s eyes widened.

Her eyes were fixed on it as she grabbed it with her hands.

"Don’t be shy now," Kai said, groping her breasts.

"I got days of lust to spend on you."