"Why?" I asked.
"I like it that way," she said, licking her lips.
Hearing her words Valerian knew she wouldn't hear a no from him
So taking a sip from the cup he kissed Valentina on the lips
Valentina in response hugged him tighter and sucked on his lips like a succubus
They kept this up even after there was no drop left in the cup
"Mhhmm umhaaa~" she made moaning sounds which made the situation more erotic.
Her tongue played around with Valerian's leaving no room for escape
After who knows how long their lips finally parted but the look in Valentina's eyes made it clear to Valerian
'Hahh...I won't be able to leave anytime soon' Valerian thought as he felt her hands caressing and slithering towards his very 'important region'
"Val~ Mommy won't be back tonight because of an important business trip, so~" she didn't finish her words and continued caressing his nether region.
Valerian let out a tired sigh as he held her soft, curvaceous body and carried her towards the couch.
"Ahhn~" she let out a sweet moan as he threw her on the couch.
"Quite eager now, aren't you, dear?" She licked her lips and rubbed her already wet pussy.
"Shut up, I don't want to be late for class. So–" he gave her a cold look and unzipped his pants and continued, "Let's be quick," he stated before locking her lips with his.
Valentina moaned as she felt her insides stretch by her son's impressive Cock.
"Mmmh Ahnn~ Val~ ahn~" she moaned in his mouth and wrapped her legs around him pressing him deeper inside her.
"Mom...I don't have much time, so... I won't hold back...anymore, so be prepared," he said between kisses.
Before Valentina could reply to his words, she felt his already huge member get bigger, making her gasp as Valerian thrust into her, his impressive length filling her completely.
She clung to him, her nails digging into his back as she wrapped her legs tighter around him. "Ahhhn~!" she cried, the sound muffled against his lips.
Despite his cold demeanor, Valerian set a relentless pace, his hips snapping forward with each powerful thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, punctuated by Valentina's increasingly loud moans.
"Mmmph~ Ahhn~ Val~! You're so deep inside me~!" Valentina broke the kiss to gasp out, her face flushed and eyes glazed over with pleasure. She arched her back, pressing her ample breasts against Valerian's chest as she met his thrusts eagerly.
Suddenly, Valentina's hands slid down to grip Valerian's firm buttocks, urging him deeper still. "Harder~! Fuck me harder~!" she demanded breathlessly, her voice dripping with desperation and lust.
'Woman, don't grab a man's ass.' he was annoyed and responded by grasping her wrists and pinning them above her head, his fingers intertwining with hers as he increased the intensity of his thrusts.
The room became filled with the sounds of their labored breathing and the wet, obscene noises of their joining. Sweat beaded on Valerian's brow as he plunged into Valentina's welcoming heat, her inner walls clamping down around him like a velvet vise.
"Fuck~!" Valentina screamed, her body convulsing as an intense orgasm washed over her. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth open in a silent cry of ecstasy. "Val~! I'm coming~!"
Valerian felt Valentina's climax ripple through her, squeezing him tightly. With a final, brutal thrust, he spilled himself deep inside her, his hot seed painting her inner walls.
For a long moment, they remained locked together, their bodies shuddering with the aftershocks of their release. Slowly, Valerian withdrew from Valentina's embrace and straightened his clothes.
Valentina lay sprawled on the couch, her chest heaving and skin flushed.
Valentina's eyes fluttered open, a lazy smile spreading across her face as she watched Valerian compose himself. "That was... incredible," she breathed, her voice still husky from their intense lovemaking. She stretched languidly, her curves on full display as she arched her back.
Valerian glanced at his watch, his expression hardening.
"I am leaving," he said, got up from the couch, but Valentina held his hand.
"I am going to be late! Valentina let me go," he breathed out, now truly annoyed as he didn't even bother to call her mom.
"I know, but at least give me a goodbye kiss," she said, but her eyes looked somewhat sad.
Valerian felt something was wrong; she was a bit too clingy today.
"Alright, but tell me how long your business trip is going to be for being this much clingy today," he asked directly.
Valentina avoided his sharp gaze and said, " Not long, just never mind, just give me a kiss and leave. Aren't you going to be late?" She avoided the question and parted her lips, leaning closer.
"..."
Valerian didn't say more as he felt she wouldn't speak about it no matter what
After a chaste kiss, Valentia waved Valerian goodbye
"It's already time huh..."
....
.....
Valerian stepped out of the house without looking back.
The door closed with a soft click.
For a moment, he stood there, hand still on the handle.
Something felt… off.
Not wrong in an obvious way.
Just slightly displaced.
The morning air was cool. Normal. The street looked exactly as it always did. Familiar houses. Familiar pavement. Familiar silence.
And yet—
His chest felt tight.
He began walking toward the main road.
She was too clingy today.
The thought refused to leave him.
Valentina had always been playful. Teasing. Excessive, even.
But not like that.
There had been something behind her smile this time.
Something restrained.
Something unsaid.
He exhaled slowly.
Hey.
His thoughts sharpened.
Author.
Silence answered him at first.
Do you know what's going on?
A brief pause lingered in his mind before the presence responded.
| You are perceptive today.
His steps slowed slightly.
Don't dodge the question.
| There are developments in motion.
"That's not an answer," he muttered under his breath.
A pedestrian passing by gave him a strange look. He ignored it.
I feel like something bad is going to happen.
The words felt heavier once fully formed.
It wasn't paranoia.
It was instinct.
Valentina had always been mysterious. Sometimes distant in ways that didn't match the role she played. There were moments—small, fleeting ones—where she felt less like a mother and more like a stranger wearing familiarity as a mask.
Sometimes she feels…
He hesitated before completing the thought.
Not human.
The silence that followed was longer this time.
Then—
| Nothing will happen to her.
Relief tried to surface—
—but the sentence had not finished.
| I cannot say the same about you.
He stopped walking.
"…What?"
A car passed by. The world continued moving. Normal. Indifferent.
What do you mean?
| There are intersections you must cross alone.
His jaw tightened.
"Stop speaking like that."
| I will be absent for a time.
The words struck harder than expected.
"Absent?"
| I have matters to attend to.
His heartbeat quickened slightly.
"You've never left before."
| That does not mean I am incapable of it.
A thin thread of irritation cut through his unease.
"If you leave, who handles the narration?"
A brief pause.
Then—
| You will.
He frowned.
"That's not how this works."
| It is how it must work.
Something about the phrasing unsettled him more than the warning itself.
"You're not making sense."
| I rarely do, from your perspective.
The presence began to recede.
He felt it.
Like pressure lifting from behind his thoughts.
"Author."
No answer.
"Don't do this."
The silence that followed was absolute.
For the first time since he could remember—
His mind felt empty.
Truly empty.
A horn blared behind him.
He flinched and stepped aside instinctively as a sleek black sports car pulled up beside him with effortless precision.
The window slid down.
"Hey, Valerian."
The voice was familiar. Grounded. Normal.
Victor leaned over from the driver's seat, a relaxed grin on his face.
"You're looking a little rough," he said, studying him carefully. "First time I've seen you almost late. Everything alright?"
Valerian stared at him for a second longer than necessary.
The world felt strangely quieter without the voice in his head.
"…Yeah," he answered finally.
His tone was even.
Too even.
"Just didn't sleep well."
Victor raised an eyebrow but didn't press further.
"Get in. I'll drop you off. You look like you could use the ride."
Valerian hesitated.
Then nodded and walked toward the passenger side.
As he opened the door, a single thought surfaced—unwelcome and cold.
He's really gone.
And for reasons he couldn't explain—
That frightened him more than the warning.