Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world

Chapter 12 - 12: Testing the theory!

Getting his face squeezed between Ravene's plushy breasts, Brandon let out a sigh "Well, yeah... it's true that I love your breasts, but now is not the time for that stuff."

"Aunt Rave, you know the situation I am in."

Ravène's smile softened, and she tilted her head slightly in understanding "I know.. I didn't expect you would get yourself in a pit like this."

Brandon looked into her eyes and asked "What should I do now? Aunt Rave?"

She raised her hand, gently patting his head as her fingers threaded through his hair "First, you need to tell me exactly what happened. Every detail. But before we dive into that..."

Her gaze swept across the room until it landed on a chair in the corner. "Let's sit and talk properly."

Gently holding his hand, he pulled him toward the chair and made him sit on it.

Brandon expected her to take the chair across from him, but Ravène had other ideas.

With a teasing smile, she lowered herself onto his lap, sitting sideways so that her long legs draped elegantly over the side.

Her soft curves settled against him, and he felt the warmth of her body through the thin fabric of her clothes.

Feeling her plump ass sitting on his lap, Brandon couldn't help but sigh and hugged her waist.

She also wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned on his shoulder "Now, tell me Kael... what happened?"

Ravène shifted slightly in Brandon's lap, making herself comfortable.

With a teasing smile, she leaned in close, brushing a stray strand of her dark brown hair behind her ear as she watched him with those playful, knowing eyes.

Brandon looked into her eyes and uttered "Sometimes your teasing crosses limits."

She leaned in again and her other hand came up to cup his chin lightly, tilting his face so their eyes met "I've always enjoyed teasing you,"

He could only smile wryly upon hearing this "But seriously, Aunt Rave... is it really okay for us to be sitting like this in the middle of the lab? Aren't there cameras in here or something?"

Ravène let out a soft laugh "Oh, Kael, don't worry about that. There are no cameras in this section of the facility. It's a restricted area... only senior re

"Don't worry," she said quietly as she pulled back just enough to meet his gaze again.

"Aunt Raze will take her place from now on."

Her teasing tone brought a smile back to his face "You're ridiculous..." he muttered, shaking his head.

With a tilt of her head, she asked "Well leave that, did you feel my ether signature."

Brandon closed his eyes and concentrated.

The inscriptions burned brightly in his mind, their edges etched with violet light. "I see it, it's there."

"But... my brain hurts a little. With Eira, it was easy and I could understand that signature easily... but now I can't."

Hearing this, Ravène's brow furrowed with concern "Your brain hurts? Describe it."

Brandon rubbed his temples with his fingertips and his eyes are still closed as he tried to focus through the mental fog "It's like… there's too much information all at once."

"With Eira, her ether signature felt straightforward... simple and clear. But yours? It's more complex, layered somehow. Like I'm trying to read a book written in a language I only half understand."

Ravène had a thoughtful look on her face "That makes sense. My skills are on a different tier than a student's."

"She's still learning, still building her foundation. But I've had years of experience and training to refine mine."

Brandon opened his eyes and looked at her, curiosity flickering in his gaze. "So that means the more advanced the ether signature, the harder it is for me to absorb and replicate?"

"Possibly." Ravène tilted her head slightly, tapping her chin in contemplation.

"Or it might mean that certain types of ether signatures are just naturally harder for you to process. Everyone's ether resonates differently. Some are simple and instinctual, others more intricate and nuanced."

Brandon exhaled slowly "I see, it's not like I can copy everyone's instantly."

A mischievous smile tugged at the corners of Ravène's lips "You're already planning on kissing half the academy to 'absorb' their skills, aren't you?"

Hearing this, Brandon smiled "Oh, that doesn't seem like a bad idea."

Ravene shook her head helplessly "You perverted brat."

Brandon's lips twitched "I am not a pervert..."

"Is that so?" She grabbed his face and squeezed it between her breasts.

Feeling his face getting squished by two cakes, Brandon sighed "Aunt Raze's boobs are so soft..." he muttered under his breath, the words slipping out before he could stop them.

"Pervert."

Brandon: -_-

He fell into her trap.