A few hours passed.
It was night and crickets sound echoed through the room. Aragon fell asleep on the bench there.
He heard squeaking sounds from somewhere. He woke up from that disturbing noise.
He got up and went to check what the sound was. As it was night, the sound was clear to him. He looked around to see where the sound was coming from.
Then he looked up and it was coming from the top.
He went to the stairs and climbed up.
What he saw made him amazed. The scene in front of him made him want to come around and look at what was happening.
Katheryn was on top of Gaerr. Aragon got a back view of Katheryn's sweat-dripped body. Her plump ass was grinding on Gaerr. He seemed to be in a state of ecstatic.
Gaerr suddenly opened his eyes and saw Aragon.
Aragon didn't climb up entirely. Gaerr was able to see his head.
"That boy is here." He said to her.
She looked back and smiled at Aragon.
"Oh my naughty boy!" She got up from there. And walked towards Aragon.
Gaerr was taken aback by her action. "What are you doing?"
"Why did you get up?" He was instead feeling upset that she got up. He wanted her to continue.
"You dumb-fuck! I can't even get excited by you. Get the fuck out." She outright cursed at him and told him to get out. She turned to him while she spoke.
Gaerr was even more surprised to hear the words.
"What are you talking about suddenly?" He complained.
They were going at it for hours. Her expression was that of an annoyed one and not bother to look at him.
"Enough! you old fuck. Get out or be ready for some…" She took the wool blanket and covered her body.
But Aragon has already seen her completely naked. He was feeling hot all over and his head was filled with the act from before.
It was the first time seeing the act like this. He felt tempted and attracted to Katheryn's back like it was a magnet drawing his sight.
Gaerr got up and wore his clothes.
"Tch, fucking cunt!" He murmured while leaving.
He dashed Aragon's shoulder and passed him to exit the house. It was obvious he was angry at Aragon.
Katheryn slept on the bed covering her body with the blanket. She looked at Aragon with a soft gaze.
Aragon watched quietly while the scene unfolded, he could feel his body temperature has risen slightly, and it was certainly for a particular reason.
"Come here, boy." She took the bottle which was beside the bed and drank. Her voice was a little husky and mild.
Like his body had a mind of its own, it moved to the bedside. Aragon was still staring at her without blinking.
His experiences with women were getting out of hand. He was not able to get his emotions under control. He tried to shake off the feeling but in front of him, Katheryn was lying naked with only a piece of cloth covering her. Now she was like a temptress to him, wanting him to do something for her. He knew that it was wrong but right at that moment his mind was telling otherwise.
"Had an eyeful?" She asked him.
Aragon tried very hard to squeeze out a few words. " I… heard some sounds. Then… I… came here hearing the sound of the bed."