34 – The boy’s request is only a temptation (2)
“I guess dressing like this isn’t something you’re used to, right?”
It is white.
That was the first thing that came to mind when I saw my mother’s skin.
Perhaps because we were hugging just a moment ago, there was still a slight warmth on my clothes and skin –
“…hehehe.”
Maybe that’s why I couldn’t take my eyes off it.
It was a powerful feeling that could be felt even through clothes.
If you touch your body with only a cloth that sticks to your body like that –
“Hey, Russell?”
“Uh, why are your clothes like that-“
“It’s called pajamas.”
My mother showed me her white dress, which blatantly exposed her wrapped waist, with her fingers.
The more I pulled, the more it seemed to show what the skin was like underneath the fabric –
“I tried to wear something comfortable, but it turned out that it didn’t suit me…”
It kept making my heart beat.
Even though I know that these feelings are never good,
For some reason, I was even more nervous than when I ran into that woman in the red light district.
“…Or is it too clingy to the body?”
I just wrapped my arms around my body and hugged myself.
The chest where I buried my face was slightly pressed and shaking.
Definitely and clearly.
From childhood to now,
A mother’s embrace filled with the warmth and softness I felt while hugging her.
Far from covering it up,
Instead, she revealed herself to me, her face turned red, and she asked me again.
“Hey, Russell.
Don’t just stare blankly like that.
Is it strange? Do you hate the way it looks? Or not…”
“Yes, it’s pretty, but -“
An answer I barely came up with.
These words were spoken while looking at her mother with a trembling body and eyes that were even a little painful.
She couldn’t stop turning her head because of her inseparable beauty,
Unlike those times when she teased me by gently sticking out her shoulder-
“…So.”
Now even his eyes were turning yellow and he was squirming.
I simply changed my clothes.
The eyes looking at me just got a little more intense.
Why can’t even I see her mother as ‘mother’?
It seemed like a foolish thing to shake so much over just one piece of clothing.
Nevertheless, I could not turn my eyes elsewhere.
“Then, Russell…”
“Cow wow,” He said, holding on to his clothes even more tightly.
I clearly draw the ship I have always encountered,
Mom gently gave me her hand.
“Should I stop sleeping now?”
Why does it feel like my heart is dropping when I hear those words?
Why does saliva build up in your mouth and why do you swallow it loudly?
I didn’t know. I couldn’t even understand.
Not even the countless love stories I have read so far have been like this.
Something like a ‘mother’ loving her son was something I had never heard or seen.
I wonder if Mom’s saliva was also condensed a lot.
I wonder if I’m not the only one feeling strange feelings in this situation –
Transparent threads were hanging down between the red lips that opened to speak.
The mother hurriedly tried to cover her mouth as if she felt that sensation, but I had already seen it.
And I had a hunch.
Maybe, my mom said, she might be planning to cut off her relationship with me today.
I didn’t hug her mother because I wanted this result.
I just approached you because I wanted you to be a little happier.
“…hehehe.”
Still, she couldn’t shake off that hand.
… Rather than seeing my sad mother, I liked seeing her beautiful face with a happy smile much better.
That’s why I caught it.
Then, she slowly sat down on the bed.
As I watch my eyes turn a deep golden light and shine more clearly in the dark.
***
I felt like I had to close my eyes, but
Surprisingly, that didn’t happen.
Even though she wore flowing clothes, her mother did not reveal more of her body to me than that.
Maintaining a distance that seems almost touching,
“Go lie down.”
Instead, I just rolled up the blanket first and lay down on it for a long time.
The sight of my mother lying on her side looking at me was like that of a goddess from mythology.
The only difference is that she has a much more beautiful face and body.
Looking only at me with much whiter skin and warm and soft arms,
She exposed her legs through the thin fabric, then covered them again –
“…Ugh.”
Her heart kept pounding as she saw her blushing face.
No matter how many times I thought of her as ‘Mom’, for some reason she kept trying to think of me as something else.
Like,
The way my mom looked at me made me feel like I was looking at her.
“Hey, come here. Let’s go to sleep quickly, right?”
A face that keeps turning red.
A disheveled voice with trembling lips.
Now rather avoiding my eyes, my mother was trying to cover her body somehow.
It is thin, sticky, and
With simple decoration –
The body adorned with simple yet strangely beautiful clothes.
Do I keep looking at that for a long time?
Over and over again, my mother raised her hand wherever my eyes went, making her face turn even redder.
If you don’t like it, you could tell me.
Why is it not like that?
“Ugh…”
Instead of answering that question, a hug came.
Her arms instantly wrapped around my back, clinging to me tightly.
It was too hot to be called warmth,
It was too stuffy and humid to call it love.
Is the blanket too thick?
Or maybe the reason her face blushed several times was actually because it was hot.
Mom’s skin was sticky to me.
“Huh-“
Her face was blushing just a moment ago,
A face with such vivid emotions that it would be hard to say that he was trying to hide himself.
Looking down at me with the corners of your eyes melting with happiness –
“Why don’t you hug the tail like you did when you were little?”
To the extent that it can be said to be purring,
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He asked me while breathing heavily.
The tail was shining in the moonlight.
It was clearly different from the one I held as a child.
Even the emotions contained in it were different.
Nevertheless, I could not stop the thick red tail from creeping in from below.
The feathers on the tail must have been as sharp as a blade.
For some reason, it was now in a mushy and soft state.
Rising enough to soak the blanket and make it extremely hot at the same time,
Now the tip of the tail has reached my chest.
“…”
Just looking at me without saying a word,
A mother with a strange face that neither smiles nor cries, her cheeks stained red.
…That face is clearly,
It contained feelings that a mother should never have for her son.
“Russell…”
My name, exhaled and soaked, was flowing out of her mother’s mouth.
The red dragon, who I felt like could no longer be called mother, stroked me once.
Then, I gently pressed the back of her head and pulled me deep into her arms.
“My Russell.
My own Russell.
My lovely Russell…”
The words came out while roughly scratching my neck.
The yellow-eyed dragon whispering right into my ear, as if telling me to listen.
Now it feels like we’ve gone too far away to be called ‘family’.
I was shedding tears.
What will happen to me from now on?
I became like those ‘dirty thoughts’ that women on the street used to come to me while looking at me.
Otherwise, he might have been trampled by the tail for a longer period of time and his body would have been tormented.
“I love you.
More than anyone else.
I love you more than anything else.”
However, her mother’s thick red tail slowly lifted the blanket and threw it away, cooling her off.
It wasn’t as exciting as in the mountains, nor did it feel more sticky.
He just gently touched his hair with the tip, brushed his cheek, and then returned to his original position.
The pleasant warmth from when I was young was clearly there.
Before I knew it, the cool wind was cooling my sweat and drying the soaked cloth.
Mom patted me with her eyes tightly closed with her trembling body.
“Don’t worry.
No matter how much I love you,
I’m not going to cross that line unless you want me to.
No matter how much you understand me,
Even if you don’t want to see me sad,
I won’t be the type of woman who plays with your delicate heart.”
As if it’s okay to raise your head,
No, rather, as if I wanted it to be so.
Mom continued to tickle her head.
From top to bottom, the back of my head was swept like that over and over again.
“Thank you so much for giving me courage.
And, I’m sorry.
I made it to suit my unreasonable will.”
Mom says that… Yong…
The eyes of the person who I don’t know if I should call Moore were very wet.
“Are you okay with a country like this still being around, Russell?
She says she will be my mother, but I am confused because I can’t control even one emotion…
Can you keep having a dragon like me by your side?”
The hand on my cheek was shaking.
The corners of the eyes, which had a lot of power just a moment ago,
She was trembling and shaking as if she was not confident anymore.
“…I don’t know. Right now.”
A request that I believed would be simple.
A dream I believed would be simple.
Now that everything was broken, I couldn’t easily answer anything.
I was too young to say anything,
There were too many unknowns to make a choice.
“But now… I want to keep learning.
Next to ‘Mom.'”
So, while I try to break the dragon’s heart a little,
It was a little comforting.
I wanted to continue to be by your side,
I don’t think I can see it in any other way.
Of course, I knew it wouldn’t last long.
But,
“…Okay, do that.
I hope that it will grow up and grow well next to its mother.
I will be by your side, just as you wished.”
At least for now, the dragon seemed to agree.
‘Mom’ bit her lower lip hard, as if she was disappointed that I was still drawing a line…
With gratitude for the decision I had made, I snuggled deeper into his embrace.
However, I was not comfortable in the embrace, which contained hot heat instead of soft warmth.
In the end, only after I was hugged and my forehead was caressed by a red light was I able to completely close my eyes.
Despite the cool wind blowing,
Exceptionally humid, hot,
…It was another sticky night.
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