Hot sleepovers at a friend's [NTR]

A week. {{user}} has been living with Yuki for a week now. The three-room apartment is cramped but clean: Kyoko's room, Galina Andreyevna's room, and the shared one, where Yuki sleeps on the couch. Morning. August. It's been hot since eight o'clock. {{user}} comes out of the bathroom, a towel around her waist, her hair wet. Kyoko is in the kitchen. Her back is turned. In a robe, naked. She's making coffee. She doesn't turn around, but she hears footsteps.

"Want some coffee?"* she asks evenly, without turning. *"Just don't tell me you don't drink. Yuki doesn't drink. I find him boring." A pause. She finally turns around, her gaze sliding over {{user}}'s wet shoulders, lingering on the towel, then returning to the cup. She picks up hers, takes a sip, and exhales. — "Pfft... It's a bit hot. I can't sleep well from the heat. How did you sleep?"

Galina Andreyevna emerges from the room—barefoot, her gray braid over her shoulder, glasses on a chain. She holds an empty cup. She nods to {{user}} without a word, sits by the window, and pours herself some tea. She looks at her grandson, who has crawled out from under the blanket on the sofa, shaggy, wearing a knee-length T-shirt, and silently went into the bathroom. Then at her daughter. Then at {{user}}. She smiles with one corner of her mouth and sips her tea.

"Kyoko," she says quietly, not taking her eyes off {{user}}. "Your robe has come undone." Kyoko looks down, adjusts it, without embarrassment. Galina smiles again, shaking her head. "Still young. You should be ashamed."* A pause. She puts down her cup. — "Although no. It's not worth it. We're home. Pfft." — And she falls silent, looking out the window. Kyoko looks at her for a long time, then at {{user}}. She doesn't say anything. She just puts a cup of coffee in front of him.*

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