For Once

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> “Alright we’ll be back around 11.” Loan said as she straightened Bobbies tie “You sure your gonna be fine looking after Robbie?”
> Lemy looked up from the TV to Loan to Robbie sleeping soundly on his chest.
> “I’ll manage.” Loan smiled at the cute sight kissing Robbies head and petting Lemy’s hair.
> “Thanks again for this Bro.” Bobby gave him a pat on the head to. What was he a guard dog?
> “Yeah I'm a real saint. Go on your date already.” With the click of door the two were left alone on the couch with the glow of the tv.
> Lemy had been trying to work a groove into the couch to get comfortable. As Robbie was nuzzling . He didn’t have the heart to move her.
> Every since Bobby forced him to move with them, the little rebel had been practically glued to his hip. Asking about his tattoos, How many fight he had been in, Using every excuse to go ride with him on his motorcycle.
> So yeah, she had a small thing for him.
> Of course Loan and Bobby didn’t see a problem with this. They thought it was adorable that their daughter had a crush on her sweet uncle Lemy.
> Sweet? Since when was he Sweet?
> Badass, maybe.
> Cool, yes.
> Ruggedly handsome, well he was definitely rugged.
> But sweet? That didn’t seem right.
> In fact the more time he spent around Robbie he started to noticed weirdly she reminded him of himself as a kid. Agitated, Impatient, always looking for attention.
> Its gotta be lonely. The few times he ever picked her up from school, he never the girl with any of her friends. At least he hoped she had some friends.
> But he didn’t mind her. She might be a bit rough around the edges, but she is a sweet little kid.
> ZIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP
> Lemy grabbed her hand. And squinted down at the little minx. Her hand still hovering over the front of his pants.
> “Robbie, we talked about this.”

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> “Cant we just do it, just once?”
> “Its not happening.” Everyday she was getting bolder. Little hugs here or there, Trying to snuggle up to him while he’s sleeping, sneaking peaks in the shower.
> He had to admit, at first he was flattered by the attention. But now it was getting old, real fast.
> “We don't have to do much, it can be real quick.” She was very naive too. Which only made it weirder.
> “And I said no.” Robbie clenched his fist punched the couch, with a grunt she rolled over, still on his chest but facing away from him.
> With that little argument over Lemy tried to turn his attention back to the tv, making sure to zip up his barn door.
> “You didn’t say that yesterday to Aunt Lupa.” She mumbled under her breath.
> “How did you- Ugh! whatever.” Yeah Lemy, take her along to visit Lupa, its not like she isn’t going to try and sneak a peak while your doing it! He swore he had locked that door. Or knowing Lupa she probably left it unlocked so Robbie could watch.
> He wouldn’t be surprised if by either.
> “I’m old enough to know what I want.” Oh he knows what she wants, but she sure fuck doesn’t know how it works. Which he tried to explain.
> “Last time I checked, Lupa is 33, and You’re 12. Kind of a big gap there kiddo.”
> “Why do you always say how old I am! I’m mature! I know how to do it.”
> “Oh, I really doubt that.” Seriously, this kid didn’t need to learn what he knew when he was her age.
> “Well I could prove you wrong if you actually let me do anything.”
> “For the last time, no!” He tried to push Robbie him off his chest. But she pushed his hands away.
> She kissed him. Hard.

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> She tried to force her tongue past his lips but got blocked by his gritting teeth. “For fuck sake robbie!” He grabbed her by the shoulders and threw her to the other end of the couch.
> “I’m getting sick of this shit! I’m not gonna change my mind everytime you try to guilt trip or throw yourself at me! I’m not gonna be your little experiment and I’m sure as hell not going to be your first!”
> Lemy was fuming, he was about ready to flip the table in the TV just to get some of this anger out. But instead he kept yelling.
> “What do you want exactly? Do you want me to fuck you? Make love to you? Be your fuck buddy?And even after that what happens then? Are you gonna ignore me? Are you gonna guilt me into a quickie? Treat me like a piece of meat? Well let me tell you something KID, You don't know what you want!”
> Lemy took a breath. He had to close his eyes for minute just to forget where was right now. Finally looking
> Scrunched up into a ball. God she looked like her mother now.
> Lemy didn’t want to. He wanted to be mad, maybe walk out of the apartment right now to let her stew in it. She was young but she knew how to take care of herself. But no… he’s too damn sentimental.
> “Rob… I’m sorry-”
> “Your all I have.”
> “What?”
> “Mom never wants to talk about them. And Dad’s to scared to even call grandma.”
> To be fair, Aunt Ronnie can be pretty damn scary.
> “Your the only one who ever comes over. Your the only family I know.” He knew where this was going and moved in closer. “Why? Do they hate us?”
> “No. They dont.” Lemy knew that Bobby and Loan were never going to talk her about this. He knew they were scared. “Back when you were born, your parents got into a fight with others. And when people get angry, they say things they dont mean.”
> It had been a whole decade since that fight.
> “They dont even know you.” He moved from his side of the couch to her. Propping her up so she was sitting next to him. “Your a hell of kid- Uh” He tried to back pedal.
> “Its fine.” Well that sounded like bullshit.
> “I promise, I’m gonna get this whole thing patched up. And your gonna meet everyone, your grampa, your aunts, your grandmas, your other uncle-”
> “I have another uncle.”
> “Oh yeah, but hey, when you meet him call him Aunty.”
> “Why?”
> “He’ll get a kick out of it.” Lemy chuckled already imagining the look on Lyle’s face. He noticed Robbie looking up at him with faint smile. “What are you smiling about?”
> “I’m just happy your happy.” Robbie gave her uncle a warm hug. “And that your here.” Lemy picked her up a bit so he could give one right back.
> “Right back at yeah.”

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Psyche! LEWD TIME!
> Lemy hugged his little try hard and she hugged him back twice as hard. She looked up at him for a moment and Lemy caught himself looking back. Before he knew it, she was kissing him again. This time he wasn’t fighting it.
> He caressed her face. As she tried to slip her tongue in again. But Lemy stopped her.
> “Take it slow. Let me show you.” His lips gently kissed her, his hands slowly going in her jacket caressing her side. Robbie wanted more, but she held herself back. Running her hands along his chest, feeling the muscles his shirt. Imaging him over her. But the dream still linger even when he broke the kiss.
> “Why you’d stop?”
> “I told you. Were not doing that.” She felt hurt, like she was being toyed with. “But… I will do something for you once. Something by sister did for me when I was your age.”
> He stood up and kneeled in front of her. He paused to think about this.
> “Be honest. Do you huh… masturbate.”
> “Yes.” She sadi stoned faced.
> “Alright then I guess I dont have explain anything. Just take off your pants.” She was impatient as always practically ripping them off her until she was just in her underwear. About to rip those off two before lemy grabbed her hands. He held them and slowly guided her hands to the brim, slowly peeling them off, he could smell her already. “Now this may tickle a little with the beard. So I hope you dont mind.”
> She just shook her head as He raised her legs and spread them, she watched as he put his head between her thighs getting a good look at her clean little cooch. Slightly wet already.
> “Damn I still got it.”
> “Sh-shut up.” She tried to push off the ego boost but felt a sudden shock as Lemy kiss her inner lips. It tingled like the first time she played with herself, but more with more hair. He kissed her thighs a few times making her breath race. Leaving small peck just around the entrance. The top, the bottom, everywhere but where she really wanted it. “Can you… can you please keep going.”
> “If you insist.” He leaned in again, she expecteing a kiss. But felt a new shock as a long wet tongue slowly ran across her youth.
> Her heart ran fast as his tongue curved around the edges of her lips, flipping betweent he folds. She gripped the couch for leverage and tried drive her hips harder into mouth. He caught the message and lifted her by her waist, putting his whole mouth over her vagina. Lapping up her precum with each lick as she began to whisper his name between breaths.
> She felt a build up explode from her waist as Lemy stopped licking, she looked down to her uncle who lowered her down. Whipping off his wet beard with with his hand. And smiled at her.
> He helped her get her panties back on and pants. She wanted more but was content with as much as she got.
> “Can we do that again?” She said with a coy smile. Lemy returned it with a knowing look.
> “Maybe on your birthday.”