Holy Mother (1)
Holy Mother (1)
The thick, milky scent tickling his nose made him gulp.
The source was unmistakably Lee Ha-sol's chest.
[Hungry...]
[Milk]
"You're hungry?"
"Yeah... hungry."
As he squirmed and whined, Lee Ha-sol's eyes widened, then curved gently.
"That won't do... Then you need to eat num-nums soon..."
[Yeah, yeah, yeah]
"How about a kiss first?"
"Mhm...? Okay, smooch..."
Lee Ha-sol smiled slyly and pulled Lee Ha-yul deeper into her embrace, tilting her head down to press her lips over his again.
'Ah...'
A shiver ran through his shoulders at the blissful sensation of lips clinging to his for the second time in his life.
He wanted to close his eyes and savor the feeling, but seeing his eyes gazing up at her, Lee Ha-sol kept hers open.
Not just their lips—their gazes overlapped too.
Lee Ha-sol stared blankly down into his eyes.
She had looked into them countless times while caring for him as a child.
Dull, dark gray eyes.
His vision had been so blurry his pupils could barely focus.
Some found them ominous and disliked them, and even Lee Ha-sol had felt that way at first, but later she came to see them as uniquely his and held them dear.
But now was different.
They were still gray, but now light shone within. Colors intertwined deep within his pupils, like gazing into the Milky Way.
'So beautiful...'
How could a person's eyes be so lovely?
Those eyes, which sparked a fundamental sense of wonder, were staring right up at Lee Ha-sol.
The eyes she had resolved to show the world somehow—though they still couldn't hold the whole world—were now clearly holding her.
"...Smooch, smooch..."
Lee Ha-sol, lost in emotion and delight, came to her senses at the feeling of lips repeatedly pressing against hers.
She blinked, and Lee Ha-yul, who had been giving her little pecks, blinked too.
A surge of tender emotion swirled in Lee Ha-sol's eyes at the baby-bird-like display.
"...Good baby. Such a good baby."
"Yeah, yeah..."
She moved her hand down from his waist and patted his plump bottom.
Not just any random patting—she did it with precisely the strength Lee Ha-yul liked best. When she patted his bottom with a fair bit of firmness, his eyes melted with satisfaction.
"Good..."
[Like getting bottom pats]
[Do it more...]
"Oh my, you want bottom pats, do you? Then more kisses first... smooch."
Before the words even finished, his lips were on hers, and Lee Ha-sol smiled brightly.
"Mhm, mhm, mhm..."
As she patted his bottom like a reward, Lee Ha-yul let out a satisfied hum and kissed her back with even more enthusiasm.
It was impossibly cute and precious.
The option of spending the whole night kissing and patting his bottom was tempting, but she decided to save that for later and squeezed his bottom firmly instead.
A sudden, shiver-inducing jolt shot up his spine, and his eyes flew open.
"Mmmph!? Mmb?! Smooch... mmuuuah..."
The moment his mouth reflexively opened, Lee Ha-sol's tongue slipped between his lips as though she had been waiting.
"Mmm, mm, mmm..."
Her tongue tapped against his teeth before finally tangling with his. Lee Ha-yul's eyes fluttered at the taste that lingered as her slick tongue rubbed against his.
"G-gulp..."
[Saliva is delicious]
[Softness]
[Sweetness]
In the end, he closed his eyes tight and swallowed. The soft, sweet saliva slid down his throat and into his stomach.
"Bebbb..."
When their lips finally parted after a long while, a clear bridge of their mingled, heated breath stretched thickly between them.
His soft, relaxed tongue poked out slightly. And not just that—those eyes of near-unapproachable color had also melted like honey.
Lee Ha-sol's mouth hung open blankly.
"...Ha-yul, are you doing this on purpose?"
"Bebbb...?"
Lee Ha-yul tilted his head gently.
The gesture asked what she meant, but his body asked for more saliva. Lee Ha-sol interpreted it as the latter and pressed her lips to his again.
- Squeeze...
"Hnngh... slurp, suulp..."
When she kneaded his bottom, his lips parted. If she slipped her tongue in between, he obediently caught it and sucked gently.
'Good...'
Joy welled up at the taste of saliva coating his tongue and popping. The hand kneading his bottom was embarrassing but also nice.
But not everything was satisfying. Lee Ha-sol's saliva was delicious and he wanted to keep drinking it, but there was something he wanted even more.
His focused gaze dropped downward. The full breasts that had been pressing against his neck and collarbones while they kissed.
The moment his sense of smell sharpened, he grabbed onto the breasts that had been wafting that milky scent.
"Hnn..."
"Wow..."
Lee Ha-sol, who had been greedily savoring Lee Ha-yul's saliva, flinched and trembled. His eyes sparkled at the generous fullness filling his hand.
Truly huge.
Not only could one hand not grasp one side—even two hands couldn't. When he held the undercurve and gently lifted, the weighty flesh settled into his palm.
The hands that had been idly toying with her chest suddenly tightened with a firm grip.
- Squeeze...
"Ah..."
Five fingers sank into the soft tissue. Lee Ha-sol's mouth fell open as a faint moan escaped at the sensation of her breasts being squeezed.
"Did lots of kisses... so now give..."
[Hungry]
[Give milk]
[Num-nums]
"Uh-huh... ah, ang, ang..."
When Lee Ha-yul retrieved his tongue and began kneading her chest with both hands, heat seeped into her moans. Her head fell back of its own accord at the tingling sensation.
Lee Ha-sol exhaled a heated breath and placed her hands over the ones playing with her breasts.
"Ah... baby... good baby...? Just a moment, wait just a—"
Her tone was like coaxing a mischievous child.
- Squeeze...!
"Hnngh, ah...!"
Lee Ha-yul, drunk on the milky scent, paid no heed. When he squeezed tight with a hint of a pout, Lee Ha-sol threw her head back and trembled.
The soft thighs beneath him twisted tightly before she toppled backward completely onto the bed.
Lee Ha-yul quickly settled his bottom right onto Lee Ha-sol's stomach.
"Haa... haa..."
Covering her eyes with one hand, Lee Ha-sol panted for breath.
Every time she exhaled hotly, even as she lay on her back, her large chest swelled and subsided, softly wafting an even denser body scent.
Gulping, Lee Ha-yul reached out with both hands.
"Give it fast..."
"Yeah...! Haaa..."
A jolt of strength arched Lee Ha-sol's back when her chest was seized, only to be blocked by the light weight and sink back down.
She exhaled sharply through her teeth and glanced up beneath the hand covering her eyes.
The corner of her mouth lifted at the sight of Lee Ha-yul straddling her stomach, kneading and squeezing her breasts as if they were his own.
The sight of him whining for milk was too adorable for words.
"When you were little, you were such a picky eater. Even when I tried to feed you more, you wouldn't... ngh, haa..."
"Hungry."
Lee Ha-yul shook his head vigorously, as if to say he was different now. His shimmering gaze clung openly to her chest.
That blatant desire was deeply satisfying. Lee Ha-sol smiled gently and spread her arms.
"Alright then... First, we need to take this off, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
Lee Ha-yul's eyes lit up at the implicit permission. He moved to act—then halted abruptly.
Lee Ha-sol was still wearing the same outfit from the Canonization ceremony.
Clean and white, yet somehow sacred and elegant, billowy but completely failing to conceal her overwhelmingly voluptuous body.
It was a one-piece dress.
Unlike a negligee, simply slipping the straps off wouldn't reveal her chest.
A buffering symbol flickered above Lee Ha-yul's head for an instant. Lee Ha-sol giggled at his openly hopeful look.
"Hmm? What's wrong...? You have to take it off to eat num-nums, you know?"
Her openly teasing tone made the corner of Lee Ha-yul's eye twitch upward.
[Can take it off]
Observation activated. Could an Authority that analyzes everything from detailed magic structures to Innate Talents fail to undo a mere dress?
The analysis was instant. It was enchanted clothing to begin with. His hand moved without hesitation, channeling mana into it, and a seam appeared, dividing the dress in two.
"Oh."
- Sliiide
He lifted himself off Lee Ha-sol's stomach and grasped the collar, spreading it apart. The garment parted limply.
Lee Ha-sol let out a sigh of belated admiration at his magical skill, but by then the dress had already split left and right, leaving her bare body fully exposed.
A slender waist and a slightly plump lower belly. A cute navel and sharply defined eleven-line abs.
Above them, a white bra encasing a large chest came into view.
"Wow."
"Ah, ah, um..."
Lee Ha-yul's eyes sparkled like stars at the snow-white skin filling his field of vision.
Conversely, heat bloomed red across the back of Lee Ha-sol's neck.
Showing skin was expected. She used to bathe with Lee Ha-yul when he was younger, but being in this kind of situation now made the feelings entirely different.
"So big..."
[Milk?cow]
"Uhm..."
Her skin burned at that blunt admiration.
She was well aware her chest was large, but being appraised by Lee Ha-yul—and being called a dairy cow—was unavoidably embarrassing.
- Unhook
Lee Ha-sol had subtly twisted her body to avoid his gaze when her shoulders jolted.
The heat over her chest suddenly gave way to cool air.
Startled, she turned her head to see Lee Ha-yul already holding her bra in his hand and examining it.
"Ha, Ha-yul...!?"
Of all things, inspecting her underwear like that.
Lee Ha-sol's face flushed bright red at the unexpected sight, and she gaped in alarm when Lee Ha-yul buried his nose in the bra.
"Sniff sniff..."
[Milk smell]
[Softness]
[Warmth]
[Fragrant sweat smell]
[Like Ha-sol smell]
"Ah..."
Her already-hot face burned further at the stream of commentary.
It was embarrassing to be sniffed so blatantly, and even more embarrassing to feel relieved and satisfied that all the reviews were positive.
After smelling the lingering scent on the bra for a while, a satisfied Lee Ha-yul tucked the garment into his Subspace.
"Why are you putting it in there..."
"Mine now."
Shaking his head, Lee Ha-yul fixed his gaze on the tips of Lee Ha-sol's breasts.
The pink nipples, already perked up invitingly after only a few kneadings.
Lee Ha-sol swallowed silently, her eyes darting around before she finally cleared her throat with a few small coughs and subtly pushed her chest forward.
Eyes gleaming, Lee Ha-yul promptly ducked his head and latched onto her breast.
"Nn... suuulp..."
"Haaaa..."
- Tingle, tingling
Her waist trembled at the thick, clinging sensation scraping along her spine. Mouth open, Lee Ha-sol clutched Lee Ha-yul's head tightly.
"Slurp, suulp... slurp..."
"Ah, yeah, ahh..."
The mouthful of breast was gently sucked.
A hot tongue tapped against her nipple, urging it, and when he sucked with force, more of her soft flesh was drawn into his mouth.
Her pale green eyes, staring up at the ceiling, wavered at the unfamiliar sensation.
"Mmm..."
[Milk not coming]
After sucking repeatedly with no result, Lee Ha-yul's brows furrowed in discontent.
Lee Ha-sol, who had been blankly enjoying the blissful feeling, realized with a start.
Ah. No medicine. She hadn't taken the medicine, so of course there'd be no milk. Just as Lee Ha-sol gathered her senses and tried to rise...
- Squeeze!
"Shlurp, ssuuulp...!"
"Hahk...! Ang, aang...!"
Lee Ha-yul seized the breast in his mouth, gripped the base, and began squeezing and sucking with all his might.
At the hands milking her like a dairy cow and the sensation of her chest being sucked hard, Lee Ha-sol threw her head back, breathless.
- Squirt, squiiirt...
"...Huh, huh...?"
How long had her breast been squeezed and sucked with such rough handling?
All of a sudden, something started to form, clenching deep within her chest. Moments later, her eyes flew wide open at the hot, heavy feeling blooming in her breast.
An unfamiliar sensation she had never experienced in her life.
But the instant instinct identified what this phenomenon was, Lee Ha-yul squeezed her breast with all his strength.
"Hnnggg...!?"
- Squiiirt...!
Something hot that had pooled inside her chest escaped through her nipple.
Lee Ha-yul's eyes brightened like stars as breast milk struck his palate.
"Hah, hah...?"
[Num-nums!]
[Milk]
Lee Ha-sol blinked dazedly.
Amid a heady swirl of strange satisfaction, pleasure, and an intensifying, already-strong maternal instinct, an obvious question arose.
'I, I haven't even taken the medicine yet...'
"Slurp, suulp..."
[Delicious]
Whether Lee Ha-sol was thrown into confusion or not, Lee Ha-yul diligently suckled the milk that had begun to flow more and more, filling his stomach.
At that sight, Lee Ha-sol set aside her confusion for the moment and, led by maternal love, pulled Lee Ha-yul close and calmly stroked his hair.
[Dairy Cow]
Lee Ha-sol's shoulders trembled as if she'd been struck at the voice that chimed from the necklace.