NTR: Mommy Will Help You! 274. Hidden Desires and Instincts?

After wrapping up their cleaning and slipping back into their clothes, Mia and Amara made their way down the stairs, leaving Oliver behind in his bedroom to chase down the explanations he needed from his grandfather.

In the end, he simply had to confirm that the trigger behind his wild outburst wouldn't strike again, letting him savor his days ahead free from any messy troubles.

The instant the line picked up, William jumped right in with, "Oliver! What brings you to call at this hour?"

"Uhh, I've got a question to pose." Oliver skipped the chit-chat and got straight to it. "Grandpa, you shot me up with that serum to let me knock up family members risk-free, right? Yet for some reason... it ramped up my possessiveness big time. Any idea why?"

A heavy quiet hung in the air as William held off on replying to Oliver's query.

But moments later, he broke the hush with a hearty chuckle, "Ohhh, about that... It could stem from your inner emotions too."

"Huh? My emotions?"

"You know... that serum pulls out buried cravings and primal drives from deep inside whoever gets the dose."

Oliver froze at the revelation, furrowing his brow while he wrestled to grasp what he'd just learned.

"Hold on, hold on... buried cravings and drives?"

William let out another laugh before pressing on, "Exactly. Allow me to break it down more... Society views incest as a forbidden deed, and so does nature at its core. So usually, those incestuous impulses stay buried in every creature alive."

"But for folks dosed with the serum I provided, it's different. Thanks to its unique effects, those sleeping incestuous impulses in the user's psyche burst wide awake, hitting with maximum intensity."

"On top of that, when the person involved is someone you cherish, your affection for that loved one surges even higher. Naturally, that sparks such fierce possessive impulses."

Oliver stayed silent for a bit, mulling over his grandfather's words.

It rang true.

No question he adored his mom and sister beyond measure, so yeah, he craved keeping them all to himself eternally.

The deeper he pondered, the clearer it became that this possessiveness had always simmered inside him toward them.

'It's just... I never acted on it. Guilt held me back,' Oliver realized. 'Guilt over how my actions might shatter their bonds...'

And that guilt was precisely what had restrained him, he figured.

Yet once his grandfather administered the shot, all those bottled-up emotions broke free, boosted by his deep love for them.

That's what wiped away the guilt and doubts, handing control over to his raw instincts.

Looking back, it all seemed so straightforward.

"Yeah, that tracks. Appreciate it, Grandpa." Oliver let out a relieved breath.

Shifting to a grave voice, William inquired, "Oh, and Oliver, have you gotten close with your aunt yet?"

The query caught Oliver off guard for a brief moment, though he'd anticipated it—just not quite then.

"Yeah." Oliver chose honesty with his grandfather. "Last night... I slept with Aunt Anna. What's on your mind?"

"Hahaha!! Outstanding!" William burst out in joy at the news, clearly thrilled for real. "That's my boy!"

A crooked grin tugged at Oliver's mouth seeing his grandfather so elated.

Even with the topic being his grandson bedding his own daughter, William acted like he was the one gaining massive satisfaction from it.

Still, Oliver reasoned, given William's poor health, he probably yearned to witness his lineage carry forward.

"Alright, Grandpa. Thanks for sorting that out for me. And look after yourself."

"Sure thing. You do the same. Hit me up if more issues pop up. Take care for now, Oliver," William replied prior to ending the call.

Post-chat with William, Oliver's face eased as he sank into his seat, shutting his eyes and drawing in a long breath to steady himself.

'All good, then. So this possessiveness and drive is just who I am. No problem there,' Oliver assured himself inwardly. 'Plus, Amara and Mom are bound to be fine with it. I'll simply watch how much I press them, that's all.'

With that in mind, Oliver rose and stepped out of the room to link up with the family for morning eats.

Upon entering the dining area, just four folks sat munching breakfast: Amara, Mia, his aunt Anna, and his dad, Adam.

Mia spotted Oliver and beckoned him closer. "Oliver, come on quick. Breakfast first, then we talk plans."

"Got it, Mom." Oliver approached to plant a kiss on his mother's cheek, then shifted to his aunt Anna. He bent near and murmured, "Sorry, Aunt Anna. Training kept me from you. I'll make it right later."

Anna appeared taken aback initially, but soon a subtle smile crossed her face as she said, "No need to fret over it. I bet you had other matters to handle. But next time..."

Oliver cut her off mid-sentence with a profound, fiery kiss smack in the moment.

Anna jolted at his bold move. But she quickly matched his passion, intensifying the lock of their lips.

Their tongues danced wildly in a scorching tangle, sealing their mouths tight without release.

Her full, yielding breasts grazed his solid chest while their forms molded together.

Finally, the kiss broke, and he drew away from his aunt, leaving her visibly frustrated and longing.

"Umm... Time to dig in as a group. Sound good?" Oliver shot Anna a sly smirk, fully aware of her stirred state post-kiss.

Anna let out a quiet inward sigh and answered with a soft smile, "Naturally."

From the sidelines, Adam observed the whole scene and shook his head. "Looks like my son's turning bold and forward these days. Kissing up to his aunt right here... Guess he takes after his old man."

Mia, catching that remark, rolled her eyes and shot back, "Really? Got any clue about your own behavior, Adam?"

"Huh? Absolutely. How do you think I landed you?" Adam beamed smugly at Mia, who snorted before turning her eyes to Oliver.

"Oliver, don't cozy up too much to your aunt. She's my sibling, so I know she's no saint. Selfish, greedy—she'd drain you completely if you give her the chance."

"__"

Anna held her tongue but pivoted to her elder twin sister, fixing her with a piercing stare that sent chills down Mia's spine.

Yet Mia refused to yield, locking eyes with equal fire and vigor in a tense face-off that made the others squirm.

Noticing the rising heat, Oliver cut in with a firm, quiet command, "Let's just chow down."

Anna and Mia dropped their stares at once and resumed their meals, behaving like the spat never occurred.

Though that quick clash spanned only seconds, it planted a seed of concern in Oliver about their sisterly bond down the line, dreading if it might spiral out of his grasp.

Still, spotting their playful smirks directed at him, he caught on that it was mere teasing, and he'd been toyed with once more.

'These siblings are a handful... Better figure out how to rein them in, or they'll keep toying with me...' Oliver mused.

Ultimately, though, he shrugged it off. Banter like this always spiced things up.