Returning ho, he found that no one but Laila was in the dining hall.
As he entered, the brunette glanced at him but said nothing.
Luke asked, "Where is Mom?" Before leaving, he needed to speak with his sweetheart and soothe her anxiety. This was the first ti he was leaving the village, so there was no doubt she would be worried.
"She is in your room, tidying it up," Laila replied shortly while cleaning the table.
Luke nodded and decided to visit Dalia first before eting his mother.
Just then, "Umm... Luke," Laila called out.
The dark green-haired boy raised his brows and humd in question. "Need sothing?"
Laila was clearly nervous to say it. She didn’t turn to look at him, and the tips of her ears were faintly red.
She glanced at him over her shoulder and said, "I... I need a bigger sum this ti. Around a hundred."
Luke grinned briefly and stepped closer to her.
Leaning slightly toward her, his left hand resting on the table and his lips close to her ear, he asked, "What’s the sudden need?"
Laila growled, though with those glassy eyes she looked anything but threatening.
"It has nothing to do with you. Just tell what I need to do."
Luke humd briefly and said, "Are you sure though? A hundred is a little too much...so, in return, I would be expecting a little too much as well."
She growled, "Just na it...I will do anything."
Luke chuckled, "Now, that’s more like it."
He suddenly rested two things on the table before her.
A butt plug.
A small bottle of lube.
"Tomorrow, in the afternoon, clean yourself properly and use this to lubricate yourself, plug this thing inside your asshole."
His words made her eyes widen...the size of that bulbous thing was quite fat...and in the first place, it sounded weird.
"Why would you need to do that?" She asked with her eyes widened.
Luke shrugged, "Did you tell why you need the coins? It’s just a trade secret. I give you money, you prepare yourself to serve ."
"Am I clear, sis?" He whispered in her ear, making her flinch.
Laila clicked her tongue...she knew Luke didn’t have good intentions with her...maybe he was going to bully her this way to take revenge.
But it was for a hundred toras...
In the end, "I agree...but tell everything from the beginning. What do I need to do?"
Luke grinned, perfect. He then slowly explained how she should go from step one to two to three.
Once done, he gave a few slow slaps to her bouncy ass and said, "I hope you won’t disappoint ."
Leaving those words behind, he advanced towards the room across from the dining hall.
He wasn’t particularly fond of Laila’s personality...but that bubbly butt? He can’t say no to that.
Why didn’t he ask to fuck her pussy instead? Well, he has a kink for anal sex, and aside from that, he wanted to make her submit before him. He wanted to break her pride and kneel before him.
And what could be a better way than this?
Knock
After knocking on the door, he waited for a few monts before it opened, revealing Dalia standing there.
"Are you ready to leave?" he asked, glancing over her shoulder and noticing Lex resting on the bed.
"Yes... just a little ti," she said, her gaze lowered.
Luke nodded in understanding. "I will wait for you outside."
He then headed to his own room, his steps quickening. The person he was about to et was the only one he truly cared about in this house.
He didn’t knock and simply stepped into his room... then froze.
Standing there with his used shirt pressed against her nose was a wide-eyed Monica.
For a few monts, no one spoke.
Then her face slowly turned boiling red, and her eyes began to swim.
Luke closed the door behind him and said, "You were missing already?"
Monica lowered her head in embarrassnt as she felt her son’s arms wrap around her back.
Luke fondly rubbed his cheek against hers and said, "Mother... you are so adorable. Ah, I really don’t want to go anywhere. I just want to stay by your side always."
Monica pouted. "Then... why are you?"
Luke humd. "I thought you were proud of for bringing Dalia to et her mother."
Monica panicked slightly, thinking she had hurt her baby, and quickly said, "As your mother, I am very proud of you... but I am concerned as well. You will be stepping outside the village for the first ti, and Dalia will be depending on you for her protection."
Luke nodded in understanding. "I know, Mom. But if not now, then a few days later I would have left the village to hunt anyway. Dalia just gave the reason."
Monica knew that. With her son’s growing strength and abilities, she understood he wouldn’t remain confined within the boundaries of the village for long.
In fact, she was sowhat relieved that Luke hadn’t asked to get involved with the chief. Otherwise, he would have spent most of his ti outside the village and barely returned ho.
Still, knowing it was inevitable didn’t truly prepare her when the mont finally arrived.
Luke could only smile helplessly at her reaction.
Gently pulling her along, he first sat down and then guided her onto his lap.
Hugging her from behind, he said softly, "Mom... I am not so idiotic, prideful warrior who would throw himself into danger just to earn more or test his limits. I have sothing very dear to to lose. Naturally, I will be cautious whenever I leave your embrace."
Monica, reluctantly nodded in understanding. She didn’t want her son to depart with stress attached to his shoulders.
Luke tightened his hold around her and rested his chin on her shoulder.
Monica leans into his warmth as well, enjoying these few monts to the fullest.
Then, he softly asked, "By the way...where are you going to sleep tonight?"
Monica montarily stiffened before she slowly opened her eyes and asked, "Would you mind if I sleep on the sa bed as your father?"
Luke nodded, "I don’t want you to share bed with any other man than . Sorry for being selfish, but this is my honest desire."
Monica faintly smiled, her cheeks turning warm before she nodded, "I understand. I will sleep here tonight. Don’t worry."
Luke smiled in response and suddenly pecked at her lips, "Love you, Mom."
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