Chapter 64
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 64
Chapter Title: Countess Bella Sodders (7)
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Apparently unsatisfied with the reward from the cave, Lian kept clinging to me.
"That's enough, Lian...♥ You've already touched me plenty..."
"...Didn't you say that once we return to the territory, there won't be any more rewards like this?"
"Well, that's... haa..."
Before we left the cave, mounted our horses, and headed back to the territory, Lian suddenly pinned me against the tree trunk and yanked my clothes down from behind.
The fabric covering my breasts slid away, leaving them completely exposed.
"Lian, suddenly like this... even if you ask..."
The cold winter forest wind made my nipples harden stiffly.
...It definitely wasn't because I was unconsciously excited about what was to come.
"Since this is the last time we'll do something like this outside with Mother... please, just once more."
I tried to push Lian away, but it was futile.
His strong arms gripped my waist, and with one hand, he began roughly fondling my breasts.
Thinking it over carefully, Lian had a point. If we made such lewd acts a daily routine without even the excuse of "magic lessons," it would be utterly immoral.
We all knew this situation was special and wouldn't happen again—me, my son, everyone.
"...My goodness, Lian... do as you please...♥"
So, this was like Lian's final act of spoiling. A chance that wouldn't come again, so I allowed it just this once before returning to the territory.
My soft breasts were kneaded wildly under Lian's touch.
His body heat, contrasting the cold wind, transmitted through my breasts touching his palm.
Moreover, every time he groped my breasts from behind, his ecstatic groans rang out so close.
I could feel his ragged breaths coming one after another, as if he was thrilled by this act.
Lian's palms were huge and rough. The calluses from gripping his sword were even felt on the skin of my breasts.
It felt rewarding, like I was comforting the traces of his hard work with my breasts, even if just a little.
...No, what kind of mother consoles her son with such acts?
I absolutely shouldn't enjoy this... yet every time I gave Lian a reward, I felt an even stronger urge to do more.
Seeing his reluctant expression as he pulled away from my body each time filled me with pity, guilt, and heartache.
Because of that, I could feel the lines I'd drawn myself being pushed back little by little each time.
"Just touch over my clothes."
"I'll allow exactly one minute of touching."
"The nipples... just touch the nipples once."
"Pinching and kneading them roughly... just this once..."
I'd clearly only permitted a brief squeeze over my clothes at first, but before I knew it, we'd gone this far.
My breasts toyed with like playthings, nipples pinched wildly... and I'd allowed it all.
But I couldn't help it. Every time he crossed a line, he apologized so sincerely, tongues intertwining with devotion, and I forgave him without thinking.
Lian was such a good boy... and a naughty one...♥
Only when my privates grew slick from his touch and my breaths started exhaling lewd moisture did Lian finally seem satisfied and pull away.
"Ah..."
Thank goodness Lian didn't notice my state. If he found out how aroused I'd gotten from his caresses... he'd surely demand more.
"Enough, Lian... we really have to go now."
Before that slightly unsated wicked feeling took hold. I steeled myself and slapped his hand away from my breasts.
Still unsatisfied, his fingers hooked into my waistband, arms still around my waist.
After finally straightening my clothes and fastening my coat to cover my breasts, I gave one last look at the cave entrance we'd come from.
The adventure with Lian had been truly so much fun.
...To the point where it felt truly regrettable that it was about to end.
As a final farewell, I held out my palm toward the dark cave mouth and waved.
Once we returned to the territory, there'd be no more heart-pounding moments like this...
With lingering reluctance, I waved my hand lightly before mounting the horse with Lian.
Thanks to our efforts, the road back to the territory was safe, with no attacks.
'I wonder if wolves will show up.'
...Then this final adventure with Lian could last a bit longer.
Pushing down those naughty thoughts deep inside, I leaned against Lian's broad back.
"...I'm insane."
Back home, reflecting on it, it was nothing but madness.
"Insane, Bella, insane..."
The excitement of the adventure must have driven me out of my mind.
The thrill I'd long forgotten, the tension and release from battle, the sense of accomplishment from defeating the dark sorcerer...
All those mixed emotions led to impulsive permissions that now felt utterly shameful upon returning.
"How could I do such things with Lian..."
"Uwaaaah!" Burying my face in the pillow, I rolled wildly on the bed, stupidly tumbling off onto the floor with the blanket.
"Ow ow..." Only after banging my head on the floor did I finally calm a little.
At this age, the embarrassment of falling off the bed paled compared to yesterday's regrets crashing over me.
No matter how much I kicked my feet on the bed, yesterday's memories remained vividly etched, refusing to fade.
Squeezing and pinching the pillow didn't change a thing.
Once done, actions couldn't be undone.
I'd permitted Lian to fondle my breasts and shown him expressions a mother never should, multiple times.
"Kuh... how am I supposed to face Lian now..."
Good heavens, how had I yesterday allowed such depraved acts as if they were natural?
Breasts toyed with like playthings, nipples pinched, areolas rubbed in circles with fingers... such lewd deeds.
No rational, chaste adult woman would permit them.
Not even for helping focus during [magic lessons], but for some vulgar reason like relieving adventure stress...
That made me no different from a cheap whore offering her body to mercenaries.
...Of course, there's a huge difference from a whore. I only permitted it for Lian.
Unlike a bargain prostitute who spreads for anyone with money.
If I had to compare to one, "exclusive whore" fits best.
Even if it was just to relieve Lian's stress, permitted only to him...
During the adventure, I'd acted no different from Lian's exclusive whore.
"Lian's... exclusive whore..."
As an exclusive whore, it should be fine to feel good while he fondled my breasts freely...
I startled at my fingers unconsciously drifting downward.
"What was I just about to do..."
Just brushing them there, I could tell sticky fluid had seeped through my underwear.
"No more... this can never happen again..."
If I harbored even stranger feelings for Lian from now on... my emotions might spiral beyond recovery.
I couldn't commit grave sin over a fleeting thrill from the adventure's excitement.
But I was at my limit.
If I rewarded Lian with my body anymore... I'd surely cross the line.
Seeing the lust flickering in his eyes, I increasingly wanted to respond to it—those wicked thoughts welling up.
Burying my face in the pillow, I agonized over and over.
"There has to be a good way... some good way..."
For helping Lian focus during magic lessons, I had no choice but to permit my body.
But I could no longer permit my body to Lian.
A painful dilemma...
Then, like a lightning bolt, a brilliant idea flashed through my tormented mind.
"Ah!"
I pulled a dusty grimoire from the bookshelf.
"It should be around here... found it..."
Chapter 12 of [Liberal Arts Magic for Skilled Spellcasters]: [Methods for Creating and Maintaining Magical Clones]. I read it as if entranced.
Until the rooster crowed at dawn, my room filled with the rustle of turning pages all night.
"Yaaawn... Lian, did you sleep well?"
Despite the exhaustion, I didn't miss the lesson with Lian.
Watching him grow daily through my lessons was my greatest joy.
I'd spent the night perfecting one spell, sleeping less than three hours, but dragged my weary body here anyway.
And there were results. Worth sacrificing sleep for.
I'd devised a way for Lian to enjoy "my body" without permitting my real one—and succeeded in implementing it.
Clearly, Lian's exceptional talent took after me... hehe.
"Greet him, Belia."
"Mother? Wait, two Mothers...?"
My clone approached the confused Lian.
"Greetings, young master."
My spitting image clone greeted him.
"I am [Belia], assisting with today's lesson."
With an expressionless face, moving like a doll.
Lian's flustered expression was so adorably new.
The modest and elegant me would deliver high-level lectures in fully covered, chaste attire.
While my clone [Belia] provided rewards using her body.
"...Let's begin the lesson, Lian."
Proud of devising what even I thought was a perfect lesson method, I started the [Magic Lessons].