Chapter 7
Chapter 7
"Minho..."
"......Yes."
"Mom... do you know how scared I was?"
Her hand traced past his trapezius muscles, gently descending along his spine. It wasn't just a simple scrub. It was a touch filled with deep affection and obsession, as if caressing a precious piece of pottery.
"When I got the call that you were taken to the hospital... Mom thought the world was falling apart."
Her voice, wet with emotion, trembled. Her slippery palm brushed against my side, and soon, her ample chest pressed intimately against my back. The overwhelming volume and elasticity felt against my back. The sensation of bare skin against bare skin, without even a thin scrap of cloth, was enough to set my brain cells ablaze.
But she didn't stop. Instead, she embraced me from behind, rubbing her wet cheek against my shoulder.
"Thank you... Thank you so much, Minho."
Her hand moved to the front of my chest, firmly gripping the area near my pounding heart.
"Thank you for being alive. Thank you so much for coming back to Mom's side."
Her wet voice pierced my ears. It wasn't just simple relief. It was the desperate fear of a mother who almost lost her child, and boundless affection.
(Ah...)
Her words made a corner of my chest ache sharply. The cold floor, the smell of alcohol, and the harsh curses that remained in my memories from my previous life. Unlike my birth mother who treated me like a 'burden,' this woman was telling me I was her 'everything.'
Something hotter than the warmth of the water spread through my chest. The overwhelming sensation of 'being loved,' felt for the first time in 22 years. Feeling my nose tingle, I tried to cover her hand with mine.
But.
Between my legs, the sleeping giant beast... no, the Black Flame Dragon(?) began to stretch, regardless of its owner's will.
(Hey! You crazy bastard! Read the room! This is a touching moment!)
I screamed internally, but it didn't seem to hear me. No, rather, stimulated by the rich, feminine scent emanating from behind, it was poised to thrust its head above the water with a mighty surge.
Splash.
Due to the rapid expansion below my waist, the calm bathwater rippled and undulated. A gigantic swollen tent... no, a bare-skinned pillar, cut through the water, flaunting its presence.
(I'm screwed.)
My face burned, and I wanted to find a hole to crawl into. To get an erection in front of Mom, of all people. And at this solemn(?) moment, while being comforted... I desperately tried to curl up and hide it. But there was nowhere to hide in the water. And Mom, who was pressed against my back, couldn't possibly have missed that subtle change.
"......Oh, my?"
Mom's voice reached my ears. It wasn't embarrassment. It was an exclamation mixed with surprise, and... a secret delight.
"My son... you've become healthy, haven't you?"
Her hand left my chest, and slowly slid into the water.
(Ah, no! I've been caught!)
My face burned, and I wanted to find a hole to crawl into. Such an irreverent reaction at a solemn moment of comfort. But regardless of my will, stimulated by the rich, feminine scent emanating from behind, it was already standing stiff as a flagpole. However, Mom's reaction was unexpected.
"Whew..."
She let out a sigh of relief, and whispered softly into my ear.
"That's a relief... It's a real relief."
"......Huh? A relief?"
"Mom was worried. After such a big accident, what if... our son couldn't 'act like a man'?"
She squeezed what she was holding once, as if to confirm it was still there, then let go.
"But seeing how vigorous you are, you're perfectly fine, aren't you? No, you seem even sturdier than before the accident. Hoho. Hurry up and wash! Mom will make you something delicious!"
She lightly slapped my butt with a 'pang,' then gracefully rose, still naked. Her back, with water dripping from it, was truly a living statue of Venus itself. After admiring her back for a moment, I belatedly called out to Mom.
"Uh, Mom...! W-wait a minute...!"
But before I could even respond, she opened the bathroom door and left, leaving only a seductive smile behind.
Click.
The door closed, and once again, only thick steam and I were left in the bathroom. As silence settled, the lingering sensation of the storm-like skinship that had just swept through belatedly washed over me.
"Haa..."
I sank deep into the hot water, letting out a profound sigh. My heart was still pounding, and my mind was dizzy with pink thoughts.
"But is mine really big?"
Having only seen the private parts of adult film actors in adult films, I had no way of knowing how big 'my thing' was.
Click.
The bathroom door opened, and Hye-jeong walked out, accompanied by thick steam. Her appearance, having roughly wiped herself dry and wearing only a thin silk gown, looked seductive and languid, like a woman who had just finished sexual intercourse. Just then, Minseo, who had been anxiously pacing outside the door, rushed over.
"Mom! How is it? Did you check? Is he really... okay?"
Minseo's eyes were desperate. Whether her younger brother's 'function' was intact was a far more critical matter to her than the rise and fall of company stock prices.
Hye-jeong swept her wet hair back, and let out a small laugh towards the dressing table mirror.
"It's not just 'okay.' He was very... throbbing, you know?"
"R-really? You're not lying, are you?"
"Of course. The feeling against my butt was completely different from before. It didn't go down the whole time I was washing him, it was a struggle, I tell you."
Hye-jeong cooled her flushed cheeks with the back of her hand, recalling the ecstatic situation in the bathroom.
"He's definitely changed... The old Minho had no reaction, like a stone Buddha, even when I showed him my naked body. He would rather avoid my gaze or push me away, saying it was disgusting."
"He did..."
"But now it's different. He swallowed hard while looking at my chest, and flinched when my hand touched him... More than anything, that 'thing' of his, it grew so ferociously big and poked me..."
Hye-jeong stroked her lower abdomen over her gown, and moistened her lips with her tongue.
"I thought I was going to die trying to hold back from devouring him."
"Haa... amazing."
Minseo's jaw dropped. In her imagination, Minho was already nothing short of a deliciously well-done steak.
"Now, all we have to do is push forward. Any resistance? We'll just cover it all with pleasure."
Hye-jeong clenched and unclenched her fist, her eyes filled with determination. Then she checked the clock on the wall.
"Alright, calm down first. Today's Minho's first day home, after all. We need to give him a proper initiation."
"Initiation?"
"Yes. He must have been poorly nourished from eating hospital food, so we need to help him recover his strength first, don't you think?"
Hye-jeong's eyes gleamed. Minseo also understood the meaning and flashed an evil smile.
"Okay. Message received. I've got something prepared in advance just for today."
The two women moved to the kitchen. The refrigerator door opened, and unusual ingredients began to line up on the dining table.
Wild eels as thick as an arm, fresh Oysters directly shipped from Tongyeong, and ingredients for Samgyetang generously infused with cultured wild ginseng roots. Every single one was known as a special remedy for enhancing male virility, the so-called 'ingredients of the night.'
"The eel tail is definitely Minho's. You know that, right?"
Minseo said grimly, sharpening a knife.
"Of course. And this, it's a special Yagwanmunju I got from the director of an oriental medicine clinic I know. Let's make him drink a glass of this too."
Hye-jeong pulled out a dark brown medicinal liquor bottle.
"Mom, isn't that too strong? What if the kid gets a nosebleed?"
"Oh, my, what if it bursts? If he can't control his overflowing power... we'll just have to accept it."
"......You're a genius, Mom."
In the kitchen, the clatter of knives chopping and the bubbling sound of boiling water echoed loudly. The savory aroma of grilling eel and the rich scent of simmering Samgyetang filled the air. Minseo was chopping chives with a huff, but her attention was entirely focused on Hye-jeong, who had just emerged from the bathroom.
Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack!
The sound of the knife hitting the cutting board was particularly irritable. Minseo glanced at Mom. Wet hair, flushed cheeks, and eyes that looked somewhat languid. Anyone could tell she was a woman who had just 'finished a job.'
"......But Mom."
Minseo finally couldn't hold back and opened her mouth.
"Did you really just wash him?"
"Hm? What are you talking about?"
Hye-jeong feigned ignorance while tasting the pot. But the relaxed smile playing on her lips grated on Minseo's nerves.
"No... the atmosphere was perfect, wasn't it? Naked, in an enclosed space, with a body wet from water. If it were me, I wouldn't have been able to resist and would have pounced right there, so I was wondering why Mom just came out."
Minseo's words were mixed with deep regret and suspicion. The Mom she knew was honest about her desires. With such a prime 'prey' right in front of her, there was no way she would have simply scrubbed his back and left.
"Perhaps... Minho refused?"
In response to Minseo's question, Hye-jeong put down the ladle, and slowly turned around. And towards her daughter, she showed a smile like the most benevolent Virgin Mary in the world.