Aarya felt his penis pulsing, on the verge of release. With his mother's hand still moving, he raised his hips again, his body trembling as he moaned and his penis released semen onto his mother's hand.
[ 400 points received ]
Feeling satisfied, Aarya laid his head in Inse's lap, in a groggy state, and breathing heavily. His eyes were closed, lost in the aftermath of pleasure.
Inse looked at her son's penis in her hand, now covered with semen. She gently squeezed the last remnants of semen from his penis, her mind filled with a mixture of emotions. Her gaze then shifted to Aarya's face, resting in her lap, his features adorned with sweat, shimmering in the aftermath. Intrusive thoughts began to take hold, and she found herself leaning in, her face moving closer to Aarya's.
Inse was mere centimeters away from touching Aarya's lips when his eyes suddenly opened. Both pairs of blue eyes locked onto each other, surprise in Aarya's and panic in Inse's.
'What was I doing? What should I do… Control yourself, Inse,' she thought frantically. She decided to act like nothing happened and quickly withdrew her face, attempting to act as if nothing had happened.
'Couldn't you have kept your eyes closed?' Aarya berated himself as he saw Inse retract her lips.
Withdrawing her face and trying to appear calm, she asked, "Did your blessing work?"
Aarya, recovering from his daze, replied, "Yes, it worked, mother."
Inse nodded upon hearing Aarya's response. She shifted her position, causing Aarya to sit up. Inse was now sitting on the edge of the bed, cleaning her hand. Aarya watched her attentively.
"You should also clean yourself, and if you want to do it again, forget about it," Inse said in a stern, instructive tone.
Aarya's expression turned sour upon hearing this. Seeing his disappointment, Inse continued, "It's not good for your body to do this too many times in a row."
Aarya didn't want to give up that easily and protested, "But, mother, we only got 8 gold coins. If we want to pay back the debt, we should do it more."
Inse acknowledged his point but still had her reservations, thinking, 'He is right, but if I touch his penis again, I might do something regretful.'
"You are right, but it still isn't good for you. So how about we do it tomorrow morning after breakfast?" Inse suggested, trying to find a way out of the situation.
Aarya considered it, thinking, 'Well, a morning hand job does sound very nice.' Finally, he agreed.
Seeing that Aarya didn't object, Inse sighed in relief. 'Thank the gods he agreed and didn't ask about my mishap,' she thought. She got up and, leaving the room, smiled at Aarya, saying, "Good night, my little rabbit." But this time, when she said it, it made her feel embarrassed. 'Why am I feeling embarrassed?' She closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief.
'What have I done, Inse? It was a bad idea. You did something with your own son that no mother would do,' Inse said to herself, touching her lips. 'But I can't blame him. He is young and easily loses control of his feelings. But you are mature. Inse, you should control yourself. But how should I control myself when he has… No, no, he is your son,' Inse argued within her mind, trying to align her thoughts.
'What's done is done. Now that you have started it, you have to keep doing it until we get rid of the debt, for my family's sake and for the estate.' Inse made up her mind as she walked toward her room.
Aarya, after cleaning up, was lying on his bed, going over the things that had happened today. 'This really feels like a dream. I transmigrated, received skills, got a hot mother, and even got my first handjob. Other than the lack of modern convenience, this world isn't bad. But with my skill, modern things aren't far,' Aarya thought, smiling, and then he slept for the first time in this new world.
…..
Aarya found himself sitting alone in the dining hall, having breakfast. Today, no one had come to wake him up, and he had slept in late. He hurriedly finished his meal, his impatience evident as he looked forward to going somewhere special. With an eager smile on his face, he left for his mother's study.
Standing in front of Inse's study door, he knocked, but there was no reply. After knocking again and receiving no response, he cautiously entered the study, only to find it empty. Aarya couldn't help but wonder, 'Did she lie to get out of this last night? And I was looking forward to a morning handjob.'
He stepped back out of the study and encountered Bran, the elderly servant, cleaning the floor at a leisurely pace. Aarya approached him and asked, "Why isn't Mother in her study?"
Bran heard him but continued his lazy demeanor, as if he couldn't be bothered to speak. He replied, "I don't know. Baroness didn't inform me before she left." Saying this, Bran completely ignored Aarya and continued his lazy floor-cleaning routine.
He continued to wonder about his mother's whereabouts, but decided to push those thoughts to the back of his mind for the moment. "I haven't been outside since I transmigrated," Aarya mumbled to himself as he left the hallway.
Aarya stood outside beside a dried-up, pool-like fountain with a stone statue in the middle. The statue depicted a figure in armor holding a broadsword in one hand and a shield with the Ditew family ox's head insignia in front of him. This statue was of Aarya's grandfather, Darith 'The Ox' Ditew. His grandfather, Darith, had been a renowned dungeon explorer and adventurer, bestowed with the title of baron by the king for his remarkable achievements.
As Aarya gazed at his grandfather's statue, he contemplated his own future. "I should go to a dungeon when I am strong enough," he thought.