I'm Not a Dairy Cow...?
I'm Not a Dairy Cow...?
"Mmm... smack..."
Wriggling in her arms, Lee Ha-yul lifted his head. As their breaths met in the air between them, Liana's eyes narrowed slightly. A sweet scent of honey drifted close.
"Smack, smack..."
The sensation was impossibly moist and soft. Like a fledgling begging for food, lips met briefly and parted. The utterly endearing gesture softened Liana's eyes into a gentle curve. When she stroked his back with one hand, he squirmed—so impatient, apparently—and pressed himself against her as if trying to burrow right into her embrace.
- Squeeze...
"Mm, ah-ah..."
The hands kneading her chest were not quite so endearing. One had slipped inside her shirt, fingers pressing into her breast, bra and all. Her body, flushed hot with intoxication and tangled emotions, received the pleasure acutely. The lancing sensation made a breathless, heated exhale escape unbidden. She'd had her chest fondled time and again, whenever she held him as he slept, but this dizzying pleasure was not easy to grow accustomed to.
[Softness]
Lee Ha-yul's hands kept moving restlessly. The feel of them being crushed in his grip—incredibly soft. Even through the undergarment, the flesh transmitted a doughy tenderness.
"Smack... lick..."
From the lips that had been acting like a fledgling, a heated breath and a tongue slipped out. A small, moist tongue swept over her upper lip.
"Lick, lick..."
[Tasty]
[Sweet?ness? Bitter?ness?]
[Thirst]
Then the lower lip, and the area around her mouth. He was busy lapping away with the tip of his tongue. That was lovely too, but having someone's lips licked so ardently brought a faint flush to Liana's cheeks.
'Ah, the alcohol...'
The answer came to her belatedly. The drink Liana had been holding in her mouth until just now. It wouldn't be strange if a little had clung to her lips. Alcohol is far, far too early for Lee Ha-yul...
"Mm, smack... baby... right now, there's alcohol on my lips, so you mustn't lick..."
"Nnnngh... don't wanna... wanna kiss... wanna do it..."
As Liana gently patted his bottom to soothe him, he shook his head from side to side and pressed his body even closer.
"Mm, mmph..."
At the petulant fuss he made while burying his face in her chest, the firmness in Liana's resolve crumbled slightly. Lee Ha-yul had his childlike aspects, but he was also, strictly speaking, an adult... 'Isn't it better to let him have a few sips while he has no aversion, and overwrite the bad memories that way?' A somewhat questionable thought. If she were fully clear-headed, or if Lee Ha-yul had shown even a hint of reluctance, she'd have caught it right away—but with body and mind both heated as they were now, that was not so easy.
Liana, who had been stroking Lee Ha-yul with a complicated look in her eyes, quietly lifted the glass and held a mouthful of liquor. A sweetish swallow. The liquor was much sweeter, thanks to the honeyed scent wafting up from the figure in her arms.
"There, baby..."
When she patted his bottom, Lee Ha-yul abruptly lifted his head. Liana grasped his chin with one hand and pressed his cheeks gently.
"Mm, aah..."
Though she'd used no force, his mouth obediently opened. The eyes looking up at Liana were filled with nothing but trust. That behavior was beyond endearing. There were times that trust felt a little burdensome, but more than that, it made her happy and deeply content. With a soft smile, Liana lowered her head and gently covered his lips. Their breaths mingled inside his mouth, and the tongues that met flinched in startlement at the contact. Liana moved her tongue delicately and let her saliva trickle gently down.
"Mm, mmm... slurp, gulp..."
Lee Ha-yul worked his mouth with half-lidded eyes. The saliva that trickled down—Liana's saliva, having bypassed the curse, had a taste he could perceive. He could perceive other tastes too. The taste of grapes. The taste of liquor. The taste of alcohol. Various other miscellaneous flavors. All of them, mixed with Liana's saliva, merged into one and reached him as a single flavor. None of it was a first. Through one route or another, it had already been in his mouth, driven into his memory like a cruel stake.
"...Gulp, slurp, gulp..."
It didn't overlap with those memories. It was sweeter, and the bitterness didn't revolt him. His mouth and throat didn't sting or seethe. Instead, a subtle warmth circulated. The sensation of his mouth, tongue, and throat warming slowly. It rose to his head, and his consciousness hazed over with heat.
- Knead, knead
Even in the midst of it, Lee Ha-yul's hands persistently groped her chest. Liana's large hips shifted at the touch that kept kneading her breasts.
- Squeeze...
"Ah, ah-ah..."
At last, as the hands squeezed her chest tight, her lips came apart with a soft pop. Having let the pent-up hot breath escape into the air, Liana panted.
"Hah, ah-ah, ah... mm..."
The hands lingering on her chest. Lee Ha-yul's manner of seeking her breasts was generally similar. With his small hands, he'd grab what to him was an overflowing handful of breast and squeeze from the very root. The intent was blatant. As the wording 'squeeze' suggested, Lee Ha-yul would grasp as if wringing something out of her chest... The intent was so transparent it was almost endearing. But now, instead of laughter, suggestive moans escaped intermittently.
Pop, pop... The remaining buttons came undone. The shirt, which had already bared the upper swells of her breasts, parted completely to either side.
"Ah..."
Air brushed against her flushed, pale stomach. Liana covered her belly with a hand. The air wasn't particularly cool, but her skin was so warmly flushed that the breeze felt chilly.
"Sniff, sniff..."
"Ah-oo, mm... it tickles... really..."
That wasn't all that was exposed. The white bra covering her large breasts couldn't quite conceal her cleavage. Lee Ha-yul buried his face in that gap, savoring the gathered beads of sweat and the scent there. He was pressed so tightly against her that there was no need to cover her stomach with a hand. When she took her hand away, their bellies brushed. Face flushed, Liana pretended she couldn't help it and stroked his head; Lee Ha-yul lifted his face slightly from her chest. Both cheeks dented from breast flesh. Gray eyes sparkled.
"...I'm hungry..."
"Mm, ahem... hmm, hmm..."
A truly brazen remark. Liana felt a very brief hesitation. But she knew well that there was nothing more to take off. And she had no particular wish to take anything off, either. Rolling her eyes as she cleared her throat with a hmm-hmm, Liana removed her shirt, placed it neatly on the desk, and moved both hands behind her back.
Click—the hook came undone. The pure white bra sloughed away like a husk, and the masses of flesh spilled outward.
"Wow."
Lee Ha-yul, whose eyes had been shining with anticipation, let his mouth fall open at the breasts that flooded his field of vision. Enormous. He had encountered plenty of people with large chests, but these were the heaviest he had ever seen. Each easily larger than his head. A milky scent wafted gently from the breasts, suffused with warmth.
[Milk? Cow]
"...I said I'm not a dairy cow..."
His innermost thoughts, with no intent to hide them, slipped out. Face flushed, Liana shot him a sidelong glare.
[Chest]
[Milk]
[Booby]
"...Pfft. Even if you say it like a baby, I'm still not a dairy cow."
Giggling, Liana fumbled at her waist, at the subspace she always carried. She retrieved a pill from inside, held it in her mouth, and swallowed it with a gulp.
"Now... you're probably uncomfortable too, so let's take off your top."
While the medicine took effect, Liana peeled off Lee Ha-yul's top, piece by piece, as his body bounced with barely contained anticipation. In the process, both his arms went up, and his chest naturally pushed forward. Lee Ha-yul stared fixedly at the voluptuous breasts swaying right before his nose.
- Squeeze...
"Hnght..."
Liana, having just finished removing his shirt, trembled. Looking down, she saw her two breasts gripped tight in Lee Ha-yul's hands.
- Trickle...
"Ah..."
At the same time—whether the medicine had already fully taken effect—droplets of milk began to bead at the nipples. The moment Liana's eyes went wide at the unfamiliar sensation, Lee Ha-yul took one breast into his mouth and bit down gently.
"Sluuurp..."
"...Ah..."
An unfamiliar sensation. The same went for her. It was unfamiliar, both physically and psychologically. Back straight, Liana reflexively placed a hand on Lee Ha-yul's head.
"Slurp, sluuurp..."
"Mm, mm... ah-ah..."
From her parted lips, a seductive, coquettish moan escaped unbidden.
Her chest... is being held and suckled in a warm, moist mouth.
Whenever the tip of a tongue tapped her nipple as if urging her on, her waist and shoulders gave a faint shudder.
The milk ducts tingled and milk flowed, her breast was nursed and suckled—a strangely blissful sensation. An unfamiliar sensation. But not one she had never imagined. Milk flowing from her chest, letting Lee Ha-yul drink it. It was depraved, but she had fantasized about it more than once.
'This is...'
Her mind was hazy. Liana, who had tilted her head back to stare at the ceiling, blinked slowly.
'How did it come to this...'
She had only had a light drink while handling simple, miscellaneous tasks like any other day. Before she knew it, she was cradling Lee Ha-yul and nursing him... She lowered her gaze. She saw white hair buried so deep into her chest she worried he might not be able to breathe. Was it that good? He was latched on and suckling in a complete trance.
"...Is it... good...?"
"Jjuup..."
[It's good]
[It's good]
[It's good...]
When she asked while gently stroking his head, the necklace kept replying that it was good. His mouth seemed too occupied to answer.
"Huh, aw... you like it that much... mm..."
Lee Ha-yul was craving her milk, frantically filling his stomach. A strange satisfaction filled her heart.
"Eat as much as you like... ah... there's still plenty, so slowly..."
A maternal smile on her lips, Liana pressed a kiss to the crown of Lee Ha-yul's head. She was happy. She wondered if this emotion was too sticky and perverse to be called maternal, but the happiness she felt was not a lie.
"...Jjup."
Lee Ha-yul felt her gaze steeped in that happiness, too. As he suckled and looked up, he could clearly see gentle eyes dripping with honey-like maternal affection. An emotion that seemed ready to accept anything, to kindly embrace any childishness. Suddenly mischievous, he gave the breast in his mouth a weak bite.
"...Gently."
"Mmng...! Huh, baby? Tsk... you shouldn't bite the breast..."
As expected. Liana's eye corners flinched, but she only soothed him in a gentle tone, caressing his lower stomach softly.
"...Uh..."
She embraced Lee Ha-yul. Held him and nursed him, and when he played a prank by biting her breast, she gently scolded him. Sometimes she let go of his latch so he wouldn't choke, patted his back to make him burp. She kissed Lee Ha-yul as he made cute little hiccupping sounds, and gave him her breast again...
"Huh..."
At some point, Liana was pressing the breasts that had just been suckled against the desk and sticking out her buttocks, which were just as large as her breasts. Her trousers were already down, and her underwear was bunched below her ankles, baring her backside completely. Behind her was Lee Ha-yul. Face flushed red, Liana tilted her head. When had it gotten to this again? She couldn't remember. Mixed with perverse pleasure, emotion, and intoxication, her sturdy mind wasn't returning easily...
"Your hips are really big too..."
"Yes, ah..."
- Poke, poke-
Suddenly a prodding sensation at an embarrassing spot made her hips tremble, and captured by Lee Ha-yul's free hand, her buttocks were kneaded like dough however he pleased. His hand couldn't fully contain the generous buttocks. When he squeezed with force, his fingers sunk deep into the soft flesh. Reflexively pushing her hips back further, Liana lowered her head and felt a heavy sensation rubbing against her lower stomach.
'Huhk...'
She swallowed her breath without realizing it. Seeing and feeling it in person seemed more intense than what she'd heard from the two experienced ones. Liana gulped audibly at the pillar that reached above her navel.
'...In here...'
She didn't know the process, but she knew what he wanted to do. Startled, Liana's face heated up twice as red. A tiny bit of lucidity returned belatedly. Liana's research lab. In other words, a public space. She'd already nursed him and done everything else, but doing that kind of act felt terribly embarrassing.
'Where are the children?'
Her attention jumped elsewhere. The spirits that had been chattering among themselves just moments ago.
"I'm putting it in...?"
"Ah, uu... yes..."
They had all vanished before she knew it. Not all of them. A few children were lingering around the lab as if standing guard...
- Squelch...
"...Uu, uu, ohg...?"
The nerves that had been leaping everywhere snapped. All of it returned to one place. Her private parts. A heavy sensation digging into her and entering her stomach...
- Chubup...
"Huhhihk, hiik... nhh...?"
The unfamiliar sensation of her stomach being filled. Firecrackers popped inside Liana's head. Strange. Unfamiliar. She had heard many accounts. They said it hurt. They said not to expect pleasure right away...
- Press...
"Hg..."
She was full. Having pushed in persistently, the pillar pressed up against her womb. In that instant Liana's focus blurred. Indescribable pleasure scorched her mind. Between her lips, which had parted of their own accord, a vulgar sound she never dreamed she'd make flowed out.
Squirrt! Something spilled onto the desk. Through her hazy focus, she saw documents soaked through. The papers she had been handling until just now. They weren't important documents. But what were they soaked with? It was white. It smelled sweet and savory.
'...My milk...'
Looking through blurred eyes, Liana bit her lip. The papers were a waste. She'd have to redo them. The thought that milk meant for the baby was spilling like that was such a waste... How lewd a thought. He hadn't even latched on and suckled right now, and yet milk gushed out like that?
"Dairy cow..."
"...No... mm..."
Holding Liana tight from behind, rubbing his face against her back where her hair cascaded down, Lee Ha-yul murmured quietly. A small murmur. Unlike before, Liana could not deny it...
- Baang!
"Mmng-ut...!"
- Bang! Baang! Bang!
"Huh, ohg, ug, nhnghk...!"
Every time Lee Ha-yul slowly swung his hips, Liana's generous buttocks rippled like waves.
- Smack, smaack... smaack...
It wasn't just her buttocks. Even though no one had squeezed her bare breasts, they swayed freely, wasting her precious milk. Looking down at the sight, Liana squeezed her eyes shut. The innocent documents were soaked through. As someone once said, wasn't this a state that could fairly be called a dairy cow...
"I love you..."
"I love you too, I love you..."
At the words that followed, she did not hesitate. Clasping Lee Ha-yul's hands around her waist, Liana answered in a voice dripping with affection.
* * *
[Player Correction System: Affection]
Lee Ha-yul → Liana Bellus
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥(91▷100/100)
｢Affection｣ ｢Milk Cow?｣ ｢Gratitude｣ ｢Gentle Adult｣ ｢Soft｣ ｢Voluptuous｣
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♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♡(100▷99/100)
｢Affection｣ ｢Dairy Cow｣ ｢Gratitude｣ ｢Gentle Adult｣ ｢Soft｣ ｢Voluptuous｣
* * *
Lee Ha-sol's squad was able to complete their assignment on the second day of practical training.
It was similar to Lee Ha-yul's case the year before. Lee Ha-sol's Gale was a unique ability specialized in detection as well. Naturally, besides scouting base camp locations, it excelled at tracking various materials and monsters, and showed overwhelming performance in combat too. And thanks to her squad members having no issues either, she was able to leave the dungeon early on the second day with the assignment done.
"...?"
Her plan had been to complete the assignment early like that, then return to the dormitory to unpack. On the Siyoram campus grounds, as she walked calmly along the path, Lee Ha-sol tilted her head. The sensation caught by her qi sense was strange. Lee Ha-sol stroked the empty air, the wind, with her white-gloved hand. The current of the wind. Having manifested Gale, Lee Ha-sol could feel where the wind had flowed from, and where it was flowing to.
'Gale?'
The current of the wind. Among it, extremely faintly, she felt a current of Gale. But it wasn't Lee Ha-sol's. It wasn't her Gale. Smoothly... the sensation she had barely grasped. The trace of Gale captured in her hand slowly vanished as if dissolving into the air.
"...What is this...?"
Stiffened like a folding screen, Lee Ha-sol blinked.