Morning Mother-Son and the Saintess [Labella & Erden](6)
When he lifted his head, a sweet floral scent tickled his nose. Before him stood a silver-haired girl holding a parasol. “Philia…?”
“It really is you. I thought it felt familiar, but I never expected this. What a coincidence.” Philia smiled softly and twirled the parasol. Her crimson-painted nails looked sharp enough to cut like knives. Between her smiling lips, pointed fangs peeked out.
Running into the vampire princess by chance, Marei set aside the unresolved problem that had been troubling him moments ago and focused on the girl before him.
“Mind if I sit next to you?”
“Of course! Please do, Philia. Meeting you here—what a surprise. I’m really startled.”
“Yeah, me too. We both live in the city center, but Valter is just so vast.”
Philia neatly folded her parasol and set it at her feet, then stretched lightly. Her slender limbs were pale as white jade, drawing the eye with their mysterious allure.
“How did you spend the weekend? Or rather, how are you spending it?”
“Ah… well… I just stayed with some people I know. At home.”
“People you know? Hmm~ Would it be all right if I asked who the young master of the Pawen family knows?”
“Just my mother… and the Saintess.”
Should he have mentioned being with the Saintess? The thought crossed his mind, but Philia merely nodded lightly. She did not seem particularly surprised. After all, if it was the Pawen family that effectively ruled the vast territory of Valter—far too large to be called a mere city—then such things were to be expected.
She would never have reacted this way if she had heard how the boy had been buried beneath his adoptive mother Labella’s lower abdomen during a meal, how the three of them had mingled their bodies in a sticky tangle.
“You came out alone? Your outfit looks quite light.”
“No, I came out with Mother. She said she had something to take care of, so I’m waiting.”
“Hmm… Even Labella de Pawen is a good mother to her son, it seems.” Philia murmured “good mother” several times, as if she had learned something new. Marei watched her, unable to guess what she was thinking.
Her silver hair, which would glow with a silvery-purple light at night, sparkled under the sun. Her bare feet in delicate sandals looked soft, and she wore a thin white dress. She resembled a lake fairy more than a vampire princess, yet the fangs visible between her lips and her red nails created an inexplicable gap, lending her an air of decadence.
Marei sat silently beside Philia, slowly tracing the summer heat.
“It’s strange when I’m with you. I feel at ease, even without saying anything.”
“It’s hard for me.”
“Why?”
“Because Philia is so beautiful I can’t take my eyes off you.”
Philia covered her mouth and burst into laughter. Seeing her shoulders tremble slightly and her bright smile, Marei felt glad he had spoken.
“Ah, really. A surprise attack is cheating…! Well, you’re doing quite well, Marei.”
“That’s a relief. I wanted to look good in front of you, after all. Haha…”
Philia shifted closer and sat right beside him. Even though their skin touched, neither showed any reaction as they shared each other’s subtle warmth. The vampire princess reached out and gently stroked Marei’s hair.
“I’m glad. I’ve been quite worried about our relationship. Now I understand. I think I’m starting to like you. Like taking one step at a time down a dark corridor. The anxious feelings are gradually becoming familiar. Even if I’m not certain enough to call this love yet… Yes, now I can say it. I like you.”
“I’ve liked Philia from the very beginning, you know?”
“Really…… Stop. Don’t say any more.”
“Huh? Ah.. m-my side, ngh.. ugh.. Y-Yes, I won’t say anything.. s-stop.. ah.. ngh..!”
With half-lidded eyes, Philia poked Marei’s side and did not stop her persistent torment until he promised to behave.
“That’s enough for today. I’m not ready yet.”
“Yes…”
“Though I do like the rough way too……” She whispered carefully into Marei’s ear, referring to what had happened behind the school building last time. At such close range, Philia was incredibly beautiful. No, seductive. No, he couldn’t even put it into words, but Marei placed his hand on the vampire princess’s cheek and naturally brought his lips to hers.
Philia tilted her head back as if trying to escape, but then matched Marei’s approach, carefully closing her trembling eyes and leaning forward. Their soft lips met. Marei naturally slipped his tongue into the princess’s mouth, lightly tracing her tender interior before pulling away. Their tongues brushed, met, and parted. In that moment, a sticky thread formed between them, breaking ambiguously and clinging around Philia’s lips.
“It feels good, but… it’s embarrassing. Pay attention to our surroundings.. Really. Really. Really… Treat me gently, preciously. So that I can treat you the same way. If you see me simply as a romantic partner, then I’ll see you as one too. If you love me, I’ll try to love you back.”
“I still only like you for now.” Philia spoke firmly, glanced around, then scraped the saliva from her lips with her index finger and spread it around her pink lips. The young girl, unaware that the Saintess and her mother’s tongues had been going in and out of the boy’s mouth just moments before, only blushed under the boy’s intense gaze and parted her lips slightly.
“……Where were you headed, Philia?”
“Just a walk. It felt stuffy at home. My little sister didn’t look like she was in a good mood either. I thought we might end up fighting if I stayed.”
“Are you not getting along with your sister?”
“….Yeah. It turned out that way.” Philia lowered her head slightly and let out a small sigh. She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again just as Marei wondered if she had fallen asleep.
“You make me weak.”
“….Why?”
“Just… You make me want to act spoiled. You make me want to rely on you, to play around, to say silly things without a care.”
“Then do it.”
Philia shook her head left and right, then sighed softly. On her delicate shoulders rested burdens Marei could never imagine, dragging her down. Even under a weight no ordinary person could bear, Philia kept her back straight.
“How nice it would be if I could… Still, I’m glad I ran into you.”
“Yes?”
“Well, never mind. You don’t need to know. I trust you. So don’t betray me. Don’t disappoint me, Marei.”
“Yes… But what are you glad about?”
“You don’t need to know!” Philia laughed softly at Marei’s repeated question and gave no further explanation. They went back and forth for a while—him asking, her refusing—before falling into silence again, leaning on each other. Marei found it surprising how comfortable silence could be when shared with someone else. He gently placed his hand over Philia’s on the bench and interlaced their fingers. Philia turned her head, blushed, and quickly looked away from his gaze. Though her smaller hand squirmed beneath his palm, the tips of her entwined fingers were remarkably firm, which only made him trust her more.
Seeing a figure approaching from afar, Philia straightened up and slowly rose. Marei stood beside her in a daze.
“Labella, Director of the Audit Bureau……”
“Marei, Mother was a little late, wasn’t she? Who’s beside you…? Ah, it’s Lady Philia the Blood. A pleasure. What business do you have with my son?”
Philia took a deep breath and spoke. “It was nothing. Marei, I’ll see you at school. I’ll be going now.”
“My lady, won’t you have a cup of tea…… She’s already gone. What a cute young lady. Hehe.”
Labella curled her index finger to her lips and smiled softly as she watched Philia hurry away. Her half-closed eye followed the principality’s heir as she receded into the distance.
“She doesn’t seem so bad, now that I see her like this.”
“Yes…?”
“It’s nothing.”
Labella bent down to meet Marei’s eyes, wearing a peculiar smile. Her slender fingers brushed through his black hair, trailed stickily down his cheek, caressed his shoulder, and finally lightly traced his side. The sight of the beautiful woman matching the height of the young boy on a street where people came and went caused passersby to slow their steps. Paying no mind to the stares, Labella gently pulled Marei into an embrace, rested her chin on his shoulder, and whispered slowly.
“So, how was the vampire princess?”
“Yes?!”
“If you answer so loudly, everyone will look. How many times did you do it with the vampire princess, Marei?”
Her voice was so sweet it felt as though his ears would melt, wrapping around him stickily. The familiar scent of shampoo from Labella and the soft sensation of her breasts against him made him grow excited without realizing it. To the passing people, the distance between them looked ambiguous from an angle. Labella understood that space perfectly and slipped her hand into his pants, gently squeezing her young son’s buttocks.
“Tell me, Marei. How many times did you do it with Lady Philia? Hmm? Mother is just curious.”
“Ah.. L-Labella.. Mother… About twice…”
“Hehe, that’s a lie. You mustn’t lie to Mother, Marei.”
Labella’s fingers moved slowly, tracing between the cheeks of her young son’s buttocks in broad daylight. Marei’s face flushed even redder with the unpleasant, indescribable shame, and he trembled slightly.
“Ugh… I-I’m sorry.”
“I’m not angry, Marei. I’m your mother and your meat toilet, after all. I’m just curious. As the senior to that vampire princess, I wonder how much of your cuteness she’s received…”
Her voice was so gentle it was like patting a child’s back in their sleep or whispering to a child who had a nightmare. Marei couldn’t tell whether Labella was angry or genuinely curious. Every time her hair, the color of green leaves, brushed against his bare skin, a strange sensation made blood rush to his lower body.
“Yes? Tell Mother everything, one by one. How you cherished Lady Philia. I’m really just curious. I wonder what Mother did wrong. I can’t help thinking it’s because I left you alone for too long. Hehe.. Cute Marei. Don’t be afraid.”
Marei shuddered at the sticky feeling he hadn’t sensed even when Lee Ha-woon radiated killing intent or when she was helplessly struck by Erden. Could this emotion be called fear? Yet even as her sweet breath threatened to melt his ears and his body trembled, an inexplicable lust rose within him—the desire to pour everything into this beautiful woman right now.
“We did it twice. I don’t remember how long… In the hotel, behind the school building, because Philia was so cute.. ugh.. w-when I grabbed her…”
“Marei, did you get this hard just thinking about Philia? Really. Calling a half-grown vampire cute… I suppose you really don’t like older women after all… Tell me, Marei. Hmm?”
With one hand rubbing around the hole meant for excretion and the other roughly stroking the penis that proudly displayed its presence over his pants, Labella began to move. Marei trembled slightly but could do nothing against the strength with which Labella held him. To passersby, it looked like nothing more than an affectionate older sister and a shy younger brother, though in truth it was a stunning beauty molesting a young boy in broad daylight and a perverted boy who didn’t dislike it.
“Philia is cute, but.. Mother.. ugh.. I like you… ah.. the tip.. ngh.. ngh..!”
“Yes, you won’t even call Mother cute, yet you get this hard thinking about the princess… That’s too much.”
The young boy’s body shook as if vibrating faintly while held by Labella. The mother licked her lips repeatedly at the slippery fluid she felt on her fingertips as she kneaded stickily over his pants, forcing a sad tone into her voice.
“You’re cute too, Labella. Labella is cute.. ugh.. s-stop.. w-we’re outside… P-People can see… Please..”
“Hehe, thank you, Marei. For saying Mother is cute. And no matter how you look at it from over there, no one will know you’re receiving a handjob from Mother. Shall I continue like this? What do you want? If you want, I’ll make you cum a lot right here. Mother will take care of the cleanup. Do you want to cum? Hmm?”
Labella’s rough breathing was right beside him. Faced with her confident words, Marei briefly considered surrendering his body to her, but it didn’t feel right. He desperately suppressed the urge to immediately unzip his pants and ask his mother to touch him directly with her soft, large fingers.
“I-In the car.. ugh.. Let’s do it in the car.. Mother.. Please.. ugh… ugh… ngh..!”
“You want to do it in the car, Marei? You want to cum a lot inside Mother’s womb, don’t you? Outside, in the car? You want to pump thick, sticky impregnation fluid deep inside Mother in the car, just like a dedicated meat toilet should?”
“Ugh…. Y-Yes, inside Mother, a lot.. I want to spray the impregnation fluid.. I-In the car.. S-So stop…”
Labella continued to emphasize “outside” while planting certain words into the young boy’s mind. In response to his mother’s desire to be the ultimate meat toilet, the boy slowly changed without fully realizing what he was saying.