MC's POV
At just two years old, I was already contemplating my plans for this new life. A second chance like this was a rare gift, and I was determined to make the most of it. My first priority was mastering the language. To take full advantage of the head start this life had given me, I worked diligently to learn and speak at a level comparable to a magic student.
In my previous life, I had only reached the age of 25, but during that time, I gained extensive experience in hand-to-hand combat. With those memories intact, I resolved to develop my physical abilities early. As soon as I could walk and talk properly, I would begin a training regimen to strengthen this young body, preparing it for the challenges I might face in this world.
I had overheard the maids talking about the day every child awakens their magic element. This pivotal event occurred at the age of ten, marking the universally recognized beginning of a person's magic journey. Their excitement about my potential talent fueled my determination to grow strong and ready for whatever my awakening might reveal.
Now that I was two, I decided it was time to show signs of my growth. I began to experiment with forming my first coherent words—initial mumbles that hinted at the progress I'd been quietly working on.
So one day after a 'breastfeeding' session, Mama had a red face and was breathing heavily from my tongue, I made sure to make an audible-
"Ma... ma..."
"Aaah~ Did you just say 'Mama'? Come on baby, say it again!" she said. For the next few hours Mama would then continue to talk to me, while I off course sucked her tits off. This really never gets old, I might try to start speaking now but I had no intention of leaving these tits anytime soon. I didn't know what age are babies supposed to stop breastfeeding but I had plans to make it the new normal with my mother. I had no father in this life so my mother gave me all her time and love so I resolved to make use of it.
After that day, I would occasionally say 'Mama', this always brought a radiant smile to her face. I'm always amazed by how such simple actions from me could make someone's day. But I'm not complaining. It was also then that I slowly found out my Mother's name, which was Eleanor Mistborn.
Not long after I also started walking. I remember Mama holding both my arms as I took my first baby steps, Clara and the other maids were there watching and cheering for me, and when I succeeded I made sure to make the most innocent giggle I had to indicate that I was happy and increase their affection towards me. I jumped once before falling on my butt and stated crying to get their attention and it worked fantastically.
To celebrate this occasion, Mama let her tits out in the open for the whole night so that I could suck it whenever I wanted to and I made sure my mom's effort doesn't go to waste, and when I was done I used her breasts as my pillow before dozing off.
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Now at four years old, I'm old enough to talk properly and I'm learning the letters with the help of Mama and the maids. They always applaud at my comprehension and I felt happy at being loved and surrounded by my favourites.
My mother is very young and I predicted her to be in her early twenties. Whenever I got a chance I pleaded with her to show me magic and she relented upon my repeated requests. She took me to the garden which also has a practice arena to show me her magic. On the way I observed our castle and the garden covered in snow which is a all-year phenomena in the Northern Glacial Region.
She put me on the ground and then started chanting some incomprehensible chants and when I saw what happened I was totally amazed. White particles started gathering at her fingertip and converged slowly to a 3 feet icicle in front of her hand and when she waved her hand after the finishing of the incantation the icicle made a ziuuu sound and struck the wall 30 metres away at the speed of an arrow released from a full taut bow. She then consoled me that I will also be able to perform this when I grow.
Later at night when we were about to sleep I spoke to Mama about my aspirations,
"Mama, I want to make icicles too!" I whispered in mother's ears, while I was pestering Mama to get her attention by 'coincidentally' touching and squeezing her tits with my small hands. She was lying naked in bed as I also was, as when I took my first baby steps she rewarded me to suck off her tits for the night, by removing her top. Not letting this chance go, the days after I cried and pestered Mama every time she sleeps with clothes on, I would pull at her dress to let her know it was the problem. Eventually Mama gave in and we slept naked together.
"No, little Ethan. You're still too young for magic, you will learn it when you awaken your element" Mama answered back while blushing.
I made a sad face at Mama before diving into sucking her tits once again. I'm sure I'm way past breastfeeding age, but Mama doesn't seem to mind as she considers me her closest relative so she fulfils all my wants. I grabbed Mama's left tit with my hand, and put it in my mouth. As I grew older my hands also worked better compared to my new born stage, so I gave her tits a nice squeeze, while I was flicking her nipples and circling her areolas with my tongue.
When I felt her nipples grow hard, I bit her nipple gently with my teeth. Warm milk was secreted from her buds and went down my throat tasting like nectar. A few minutes later I switched up my action back to licking her areola and saw my Mama looking me with a loving and somewhat sensual expression. This is normal to Mom now as I am a four year old child and she just thinks I am a overly excited Mama's boy. Still I am careful and do not try to touch her nether regions as that action can somewhat baffle and alienate my mother.
Suddenly I laughed and thought that I can't even get horny yet, as I am not at the age of puberty. But the mental pleasure of having a beautiful woman, especially my mother, have her tits played by me is enough of a compensation. I had no semblance of a love life in my previous life so my mother who showed we such selfless love is most precious and irreplaceable to me.
Around 10 minutes later I finally dozed off, but if I had looked down, I would have saw a sticky fluid wetting the bed near my Mama's inner thighs.