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Chapter 24: Let's Relive The Past

"You only feel that way because you never had a child, Kafi." My mother corrected my reasoning, and shook her head with a slight smile on her face, like she was saying I was too young to understand.

"If you had a child, you'll understand that those times where you felt so frustrated with raising a child, and were tired of constantly providing for another life when you're already struggling to take care of your own, are actually quite precious. Since after your child grows up, he or she will be able to do everything on their own and wouldn't need your help or dependence anymore, like in the past."

"Isn't that for the better?" I asked, as if I were truly ignorant about raising a child, when I've taken care of several children back when I was in the orphanage.

"Yes, it will you give you more free time for your interests and hobbies, and you won't be as busy as before." My mom smiled wrly, even though she was saying something that was good for her. "But at the same time, you'll start to feel a sense of distance with your own child since he's not relying on you anymore, and you'll slowly start to feel a bit lonely, even though you actually understand that your child has grown and can live on his own now."

"You'll start to think of those hard days in the past, where you had to change your child's stinky diaper and would have to dress him up for school everyday, and you will wish to relive them even though it was all so tiring in the past. And would pray to God every day, so that you can bring back those days where your child was under your wing and relied on you more." My mom reminisced about the past and gave a heavy sigh, like she missed those days where she always spent time with me even though it wasn't always the most pleasant time, and was often quite arduous for her. 

"...But sadly, you can never bring back those days, no matter how much you think about them, and you can only accept that your son is growing up in life." She sighed, and then immediately realised how somber the mood was right now, and how she shouldn't have talked about such a topic to a high school boy who knew nothing about life. 

To brighten up the situation and not make it as bad as it seemed, she quickly pointed at the photos on the walls and said hastily 

"B-But even though you can never bring back those days, you can always relive them through the photos you take! That's why our house has a bunch of pictures of us on it, which you always complain about, because how embarrassing it's for you for your old photos to be seen by others." She joked about the pictures and tried to awkwardly ease the mood. 

I also followed along and smiled as she pointed at the photos, which made her give a sigh of relief seeing that I wasn't affected by her words. 

But just as she was letting her guard down, I asked 

"But mom, if you really want to relive the past and experience all those memories we had, once again, why don't you just treat me like how you treated me in the past?"

"What do you mean?" She didn't seem to understand what I was saying.

"What I'm trying to say is, why can't you just act like I'm still a child that's dependent on you and treat me like how you did before?" I straightened my back.

"How could I do that when you're already in high school?" She seemed surprised at my suggestion. 

" ...I mean I for one would love to coddle you like I did when you were a child, but wouldn't that be a little too embarrassing for you." Even though she was trying to reason with me, I could still see a little excitement in her eyes, like she would be glad to go back to how she treated me in the past and was only stopping herself from doing so because I grew up and was no longer a child.

"Of course something like changing my diaper or putting my clothes on for me would be quite embarrassing for me to have you do, when I'm already grown up." I shook my head at the thought of her changing my diaper, which was something I'd rather die than let happen. 

"But I don't think I would mind certain things we did in the past, which we could do again for your satisfaction."

"Like what?" My mom eagerly asked, as she came a little closer to me.

"Something mild, for example, like how we used to hold hands when we went outside so that I didn't get lost, or in this situation, putting me on your lap and feeding me like in the past." I suggested with impure intentions. 

"S-Sitting on my lap? Umm...As much as I want to agree to it, Kafi, I think that you're a little too big to sit on mommy's lap and would slide right off." My mom awkwardly rejected my suggestion, and also looked a little dejected that she wasn't strong enough to carry my weight, which made her lose her opportunity to carry me on her lap, which was quite funny to see. 

"Oh no, we don't have to do exactly what we did in the past, and can mix it up according to what seems reasonable...Like instead of me sitting on your lap, why don't you sit on mine and feed me like you did before." I gave her another alternative, which made her perk up like she thought it was a good idea. But at the same time, she also seemed hesitant about it.

"Mommy would honestly be really happy if I could feed you on your lap once again, but wouldn't that be too embarrassing for you? Won't you feel ashamed to have your mother feed you, while she's sitting on your lap?" She thought about how I would feel and didn't jump on the idea, even though she looked like she really wanted to try it. 

She then gave a reassuring smile and said

"You don't have to force yourself to make your mommy feel better, Kafi, as mommy is more than happy just to spend time with you at dinner like this, and I don't need anything else." 

"Then, you don't want to feed me like you did in the past at all?" I directly asked.

"No, I definitely do, but..." She quickly said, but held back what she trying to say.

"Then, that's all there is to it." I made a decision and pushed myself back along with the chair I was sitting away from the dining table, to make some space for my mother to sit. "If my mother wants to feed me like in the past, then it's my duty as her son to oblige."

"And you also don't have to worry about me finding it embarrassing." I looked at my mother with a slight smile on my face. "As having a gorgeous woman like you sit on someone's lap and personally feed them their meal, would only make anyone proud as a lion and not embarrassed in the slightest, since they're getting better treatment than an actual king."

My mother blushed at my statement, and her eyes started to look all over the place, like she didn't know how to react after getting complimented by her son. She then looked at me with timid eyes and hesitantly asked

"...E-Even if that gorgeous woman that you said, is your mother?"

"I'd be especially proud if that woman were my mother." I said confidently, then looked into her blue eyes and said "Since no matter who looks at me with jealousy, I'd have the pride and gratification of knowing that the lady sitting on my lap is mine and mine only, and only I get to receive her loving gaze which they so desire, because I'm her son who she holds so dear."


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Chapter 25: Battle On The Bed

My mother looked away from my deep gaze, like she couldn't handle being told that she was someone else's property, so boldly while looking into her eyes, and tried to mask her embarrassment with a question. 

"How do you know that everyone would look at you with envy and jealousy just because I sat on your lap? Even if you think an old lady like me looks nice, it doesn't mean that everyone else thinks the same as you, right." 

"That's where you're wrong, mom, since I'm pretty sure that there isn't a single person in this world who wouldn't find you attractive." I said, which made her look as if she was finding it hard to believe my words. 

"Where do you get the confidence to say such things?" She asked the logic behind my reasoning. 

"Because I, as a man, find you attractive." I said, which surprised my mother about my sudden boldness and made her blush. "And before I'm your son, I'm essentially a man. So, on behalf of all men in the world, I can say that you're a woman worth fighting for."

"S-So, you're saying you'd fight for me even if you weren't my son?" My mom asked with a peculiar gaze while her cheeks were still red, not knowing what her intentions were for asking that question.

"Well, if I were your son, I'd fight the whole world for you no matter how many times it's needed since it's my duty as your son to protect you..." I said, like an upstanding and filial son. 

But then a sly smile appeared on my face, and I said 

"...But by chance, if you weren't my mother, I'd still fight for you and try to protect your smile with my life on the line like before...But not because I simply adore you or out of obligation, but because I would have other intentions with you, if I'm being honest." 

"Intentions?...W-What intentions?" My mother gulped, as she had a look of anticipation on her face while her heart rate increased drastically. 

"Let's just say that after fighting for you outside on the battlefield, I'll also want to fight with you too...Only in a very special place, where only the two of us can enter." My grip on her leg tightened as she squished my fingers that were between her legs, with her thighs, in exhilaration and nervousness.

"...Y-You want to fight with me in a special place? Which place is that?" Even though she was asking me like she had no idea about what I was talking about, I could still see her eyes move to a certain room across the hall in titillation, which showed that she knew exactly what I was going to say next.

"The place where all couples fight all night, of course...Their bedroom."

Hearing her son say that he wanted to fight with her in bed all night, made my mother's face freeze, and it slowly started to turn red like a tomato. She looked so embarrassed and ashamed that she was pulling on the hems of her clothes frantically, and looked like she wanted to run away and jump into a hole and stay there for the rest of her life. 

She looked like she was slowly overheating from the information she heard, and was struggling to find a proper reply since what I said was too absurd.

Although I found it funny to tease my mother, I didn't want to torture her too badly and make her cry, so I gave her a way out of this awkward situation by saying

"...But that's only if I saw you as a woman...Since there's no way anything like that can happen, when we're already mother and son, we don't really have to worry about that...Isn't that right, mom?"

Seeing that there was a way out of this conversation that was too overwhelming for her poor heart, my mother immediately clutched on to the rope thrown to her for dear life and said

"Of course, Kafi! There's no way such a thing could ever happen when I'm your mother after all!" She then laughed it off, like it was all a big joke. 

My mother also didn't think that a simple laugh would be enough to ignore the conversation we just had before, so she quickly got up from her chair and said 

"And didn't you say that you'd let me feed you while sitting on your lap? Let's quickly do that now before the food gets cold."

She then looked at me strictly, like I wasn't allowed to talk back, and said

"And mommy doesn't care if you're already regretting what you said, since you already promised to let mommy feed you, so you can't really take back what you said or else mommy won't ever forgive you."

And as if to make sure that I couldn't take back what I said or have any time to object, she quickly turned her back to me, and looked like she was going to back up and dive right on top of my lap without any warning.

She took a step back to get into position where her butt was right next to my face and was bulging out from her tights, and looked like she was going to treat me like a chair and forcefully sit on my lap without any warning whatsoever.

But just as she leaned backwards and allowed all her weight to fall right onto my lap, I quickly caught on to her butt with both my hands, and applied some force to push her away from sitting on my lap. 

I wasn't exactly pushing her away from me, but simply applying enough force, so that I could support her body, which was leaning towards me like she was just about to sit.

But since my mother's buttcheeks were so incredibly soft and mushy, like they were thick, fluffy pancakes, my hands got submerged into her flesh, and were half sunken into her butt, and went deeper as I gripped her cheeks tighter.

My mother didn't seem to care about her ass that was getting gropped, and looked more annoyed that I was pushing her away when I just said that I would allow her to sit on my lap.

"Kafi, are you really going to stop me, after you promised me that I could sit on your lap? If you really felt embarrassed about your mom sitting on your lap, you should have said so in the beginning, instead of getting your mother's hopes up." My mother looked back at me and looked really upset that I was denying her access to my lap, completely misunderstanding why I stopped her from jumping on top of me. 


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