Fox Tails Are Fluffy and Cozy, Perfect for Hugging (5)
In response to Hanjo's question, I stared at him blankly.
After much agonizing deliberation—staring at the unyielding door to that bedroom for two sleepless nights, watching the door to the room where Lilith and Hanjo had entered together—I had finally resolved to remain his mother.
I believed that was the right choice.
I dismissed it as mere lingering attachment, the heightened excitement and arousal from my approaching heat, and the confession Hanjo had made to me. Just a fleeting shake-up, a mistaken emotion born of lust.
Sex-driven, false feelings.
But...
"Ngh...♡"
I could feel Hanjo's semen filling me up inside.
And there was my pussy, still firmly connected to the cock that had poured it all into me.
It tingled faintly.
Even though he'd stopped moving now, the lingering sensation of that foreign object—Hanjo's cock—thrusting in and out deep inside me remained.
And I could still feel his semen bubbling and spurting within.
I'd broken the 'taboo' I'd held so dear.
Filled to the brim inside, in a way I could never deny.
The heat that had tormented me endlessly for so long was finally subsiding, thanks to Hanjo's semen.
But...
But...
The emotions I'd dismissed as mere delusion from lust, as false feelings—they hadn't faded. They lingered just as strongly.
"This lady... this lady..."
Having shattered the 'taboo,' there was no turning back.
I could no longer return to being mother and son.
I could no longer be Hanjo's mother.
But... I didn't want to go back to how things were before, either.
Not to a time before I'd known the happiness of being filled to the brim in my belly with Hanjo's semen.
The feelings I'd denied surged up wildly the moment I became honest with myself.
"...This lady prefers... to be your wife, Hanjo..."
It was this simple.
This easy, all along.
I poured my honest emotions into my words and continued.
"Rather than your mother... your wife... that's what this lady wants more...♡"
Karmine had been right all along.
I didn't know when it started, but I'd come to see Hanjo not as my son... not as my child, but as a man.
I'd just kept wrapping it up, packaging it as 'son' and 'child,' fooling myself into believing it. Only now did I realize the truth.
"Hanjo, this lady..."
Before I could say more, Hanjo's lips crashed over mine.
"Mm, mmp... chuuup...♡"
What followed was a kiss far too heated for a mother and son—too embarrassing to show anyone else.
Our tongues intertwined, exchanging saliva.
Squish...
In the midst of it, our connection grew even firmer.
Twitch, twitch...♡
I felt Hanjo's cock, buried deep inside, swelling up.
"Hoo...♡"
Seeing me moan involuntarily as his cock filled my still-sensitive insides—my heat not fully gone—Hanjo slowly pulled his lips away and said,
"Then take this."
As he spoke, he rummaged in his pants pocket and pulled out something identical to the ring he'd given Lilith.
I stared at it blankly, and Hanjo scratched his cheek awkwardly.
"I was gonna do a proper confession and all, but yeah."
"...No, it's fine. This lady... wasn't honest with herself."
If he hadn't done this...
I probably would've stayed dishonest to the end, watching his harem grow while suffering alone.
Repeating to myself that I was his mother, jealous of the other women he loved as a man... and during heat, too ashamed to ask him or the women around him, soothing my inflamed body alone...
Thinking about it made it all too horrifying.
"...This lady has a request."
"What is it?"
I held the ring out to him firmly.
"......"
Seeing him stare at the returned ring like an abandoned puppy, I hurriedly spoke up.
"...N-not refusing this time, don't misunderstand. Just... um..."
It was a bit embarrassing to say aloud, but I forced the words out.
"...Hanjo, could you... put it on this lady's finger for me?"
"Of course—oh."
As his face lit up, relief washing over me inwardly...
I saw Hanjo pause while trying to slip it onto my finger.
"...Why, what's wrong?"
"Hold on."
What was he doing? As I watched him glance between me and the ring...
He pressed it against my breast.
Then, with my nipple—swollen more than usual from the heat—protruding, he slipped the ring right onto it.
"Ah...♡"
"Perfect fit."
Snap.
Seeing how perfectly it fit my nipple...
Hanjo said,
"No way it fits that well."
He stared at the ring on my nipple in wonder.
His innocent expression, like a playful child, left me unsure whether to get mad or not.
If I were still his mother, I'd probably scold him.
A mother would naturally discipline a child for such mischief in this situation.
But as his wife... what should I do?
I hadn't read much on being a wife, so I recalled something similar.
A woman in a book, showing off jewelry from her lover, asking if it suited her.
I gathered my breasts, pushing them together to display the ring on my nipple prominently, and spoke.
"...Does the ring you put on this lady's breast... suit me well? Hanjo...♡"
My face burned with shame, but I did it hoping it'd make him happy.
He froze at my words.
Then, under his piercing gaze, regret flooded me for even trying, and I started to say,
"S-still, this is a bit embarrassing, so properly on my fin—"
My words cut off as he latched onto my breast.
"Chomp..."
"Ah, hoo... H-Hanjo...♡"
Seeing him bury his face in my breast and suck hard, I said,
"Y-you're not a child anymore, doing this... mmph...♡"
As I stammered, he tugged the ring off with his teeth and held it out again.
"A husband can suck his wife's tits, right?"
Well...
"...Yes, that's right...♡"
At my answer, he grinned—"See?"—and grabbed my hand, sliding the ring onto my ring finger.
"Hey, Hoaran. Can I ask one thing?"
I nodded, gazing at the ring he'd given me.
"Do you love me?"
I nodded shyly, too embarrassed to say it aloud.
He looked dissatisfied and pressed,
"Don't just nod—say it. Do you love me, Hoaran?"
"...I... I love you."
Unable to dodge his insistence again, I answered.
Then his strong hands gripped my thighs.
"H-Hanjo... ahhngh♡"
Slurp—as he pulled back, his cock deep inside me slid out.
"Hoo...♡ Th-this lady must've done something wrong... haah♡"
His cock still looked rock-hard, so as he withdrew it, I wondered if I'd messed up, but instead of answering, he flipped me over onto my stomach and said,
"The opposite, Hoaran. Anyway, one request."
A request?
Before I could ask, he hugged my tails tightly with both arms.
"Hngh—♡"
His firm embrace made me instinctively raise my ass.
And I felt his hot, hard cock—freshly withdrawn—pressing against my pussy again.
Schlup...♡
It plunged back inside me.
"I've always wanted to try this."
Hugging my tails tight, he thrust deep.
"Hah...♡ Ahh—♡"
"It's okay, right? Hoaran."
Already doing it without waiting for my answer, he asked anyway. Panting from his cock pushing through my flesh, I replied,
"Yes... do it...♡"
I wanted him to, even more.
Honestly, true to my heart... that's what I said.
Thanking me, Hanjo started thrusting roughly.