Not All that Steep pt.2 (Nureonago)

Part 1: https://pastebin.com/u1tTpNaZ

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Stumbling blearily out of the bedroom, Ayumu yawned and stretched, shivering a little as he walked towards the kitchen. It was his day off from his job as a printer, and though he still had a handful of chores to attend to, he was looking forward to having a day of relaxation and rest.

Peeking his head into the small kitchen, he was surprised to find it quiet and empty, devoid of the usual cheery presence that always did her best to keep his stomach full and heart happy.

Glancing into the living room quickly, along with the bathroom, Ayumu was again surprised to find his wife absent. This was unlike her, every morning she would prepare the two of them a breakfast to share and then the couple would take a bath together to wake up, so for her to be missing gave the man a small jolt of worry.

Back into the kitchen he went, taking a glance out the window in an effort to find his wife. Their home had a modest garden out back, and she loved spending her free time out there when she had no homely duties to take care of. Ever since the two of them had "married", she had taken up reading the scrolls and books Ayumu would periodically bring home, sitting near the small pond with them to pass the time.

Ayumu's heart dropped slightly when he wasn't able to catch sight of her in her usual spot, but thankfully his concerns were repressed when he looked further into the backyard, his wife standing some distance away in a clearing beneath the trees.

Quickly donning his overcoat and slippers, Ayumu hurried out into the yard, the sharp air of the approaching winter causing his breath to visibly raise into the air and mix with the falling snow. "Manami!" He called out towards her, the woman glancing over her shoulder and smiling at him, before returning to look back up towards the sky.

"Manami," he repeated as he finally reached her, slipping off his coat and placing it over her shoulders to keep her warm. He wasn't sure if she was able to get cold as he did, but he didn't want to chance it. "What are you doing out here?"

Manami simply smiled, holding one of her hands out in front of her. He watched as a few droplets of the jelly-like substance that made up her body drip off her fingers, his Nureonago wife giggly quietly. "Look-" she whispered, staring at her own hand. "The snow..."

Snow landed on her outstretched hand and, instead of melting like it would on a human's, it slowly sank into her, the snowflakes hanging around for a handful of moments before being dissolved. "Is it not pretty?" She asked him, turning towards Ayumu and staring up at him with a delicate smile.

A few flakes of snow landed on her face and did the same as with her hand, making Ayumu smile. "It somehow makes you look prettier than you already are."

If a slime could blush, Manami would be right then, the Nureonago's mouth falling open in slight shock, before she buried her face into her husband's chest. She let out a quiet, happy giggle as Ayumu wrapped his arms around her and hugged her. "Now how about we head inside for now and warm up, maybe have something to eat?"

Reluctantly, Manami pulled away from her husband's grasp, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the house as she continued to smile to herself. "Would you like soup to warm up, then?" She asked in her usual timid voice, Manami's mass of extra slime where her feet should be leaving a trail in the snow behind her.

Over time she had gotten better and holding a human form than she had when they first met, but usually in the mornings when she was tired (or following a particularly passionate lovemaking session), Manami would simply move around on her pile of slime as opposed to her feet.

"That sounds wonderful, dear." He replied as they two stepped back inside, the slime-woman turning right to head into the kitchen, still sporting his coat.

Ayumu watched as she began her routine of grabbing ingredients and utensils for cooking, his wife shooting him a tender smile when she realized he had already started the fire for her. Her work was quiet but efficient, Manami turning the assortment of ingredients she had gathered into a meal nearing completion as it cooked.

"Husband?" She asked, glancing over her shoulder from where she stood stirring the pot of soup. "Could you perhaps make sure the table is set? A possibly draw us a bath for after?"

Having been lost in admiring his wife, he had to take a few seconds to gather a reply. "Uh, yes. Of course dear, I'll be right back."

With smiles exchanged Ayumu made quick work of tidying up the dining room table and seats, before dipping into the bathroom to beginning heating up the water and prepare for their time together.

Soon enough, the couple was seated at their table at taking turns feeding each other their breakfast. Although when they had first met and married, Manami had insisted that she didn't need to eat due to her nature, Ayumu had slowly persuaded her into fixing up food for herself as well, the normally attentive housewife coming to enjoy the attention he gave her during their meals together.

Manami giggled whenever she reached out to feed him, a wide smile on her lips as her husband expressed his delight with the meal she had made especially for him. All his praise that he threw her way always made her smile and giggle, the bashful Nureonago hiding part of her face with a hand.

"That was delicious, dear. Thank you very much."

She leaned over and placed a delicate kiss on his cheek in response, scooping up his bowls before standing back up. "You're most welcome, husband. Shall we meet in the bath?"

He couldn't help but blush at her proposition, standing up himself as she waited for his reply. "Are you sure you don't need help with-"

A small ripple of displeasure of the excess slime at her base made him pause, Ayumu knowing that his suggestion wouldn't fly. "I'll meet you in the bath then, dear."

The couple separated for the time being, Manami into the kitchen and Ayumu into the bathroom to wait for her. Shedding his clothes, he hastily filled the tub with the now hot water, keeping a bucketful for himself to wash down with before his wife returned. Scrubbing his arms with his back to the door, the sensation of warm slime coming to press against his back gave him a small startle, his wife's gooey arms wrapping around him from behind.

"All clean~?" She asked him, a tinge of seductiveness having creeped into her voice as her hands began to roam his body. Gone was the timid housewife of before, instead replaced with a slightly more forward and suggestive woman with one thing on her mind.

"Ah, well I suppose I am." He replied, still slightly taken aback on how she managed to sneak up on him.

She didn't reply, instead once more grabbing his hand and leading him towards the bathtub, guiding him into it before entering herself. The sudden warmth made Ayumu sigh, his wife still standing up in the water and staring down at him. Her kimono had been discarded, and to keep modesty she was shielding both her breasts and her vagina with a hand, Manami slowly lowering herself into the hot water.

Before he had any time to relax and doze off, he felt his wife slowly moving to sit on top of him, pushing him further beneath the water as she smiled. "Let me, husband." She whispered in his ear as she came to lay fully on him, Ayumu's arms wrapping around her in response. "Please relax, I'll take care of the rest..."

She preemptively stifled his moan with a kiss as she lowered herself onto his already stiff length, a moan escaping her lips as well. In a fluid motion, Manami had set herself down upon her husband's cock, her slime gently playing with him as he was inside of her. Her legs, now fully formed, wrapped around his to keep him pinned down as she began to move her hips.

Slowly did she move as Ayumu thrusted in response as well, Manami shuddering in delight as the two began to make love. Not a word was said as she continued to kiss along his lips, cheeks, and jawline, her arms wrapping around the back of his neck as she bounced in his lap.

The feeling of her hot, jelly-like insides was almost enough to make him climax then and there, and with the added motions and passionate kissing she was already threatening to send him over the edge. "M-Manami..." He managed to stammer out, but was quickly silenced by yet another passionate kiss, the swirling and teasing of her insides picking up as well.

Holding off proved no use, and Ayumu hilted in his wife one final time, the couple shuddering in each other's arms as they climaxed together, lips locked. Even though her own bouncing had ceased, Ayumu's cock was still being played with as he came inside of her, the Nureonago willing her slime to milk as much as she could out of him and into her, some of her slime even trickling down through the water to enclose and gently squeeze his balls.

Manami sat shivering in his lap for a few moments even after Ayumu had finished, and he made sure to keep her held close during that time. "I love you." He whispered as she finally began to fall down from her climax, her face nestled in the crook of his neck.

"I-I love you, too." She replied simply, pushing herself off him slightly to let him sit up a bit more out of the water. "M-more, please..."

"Pardon?"

Manami smiled timidly, but Ayumu could spot a hint of lasciviousness in it too. "I-I would like more, husband." She replied with a small giggle, the man beneath her shuddering as her insides began to coax and play with him again. "It's your day off, so we can have as much time together as we please..."