Bab 225: Cat Mommy Milkers

"Hey, Rony, what do you want to be when you grow up?"

Kaisen asked, his fingers idly stroking the kid's hair, dangerously close to brushing against Rodalina's breasts. His touch was like a lazy snake, slowly slithering towards forbidden territory.

Rony's answer was muffled, his face pressed into his mom's boobs like he was using them as his personal marshmallow pillows.

"Uhhh… I want to be a hero…"

"A hero, huh? What kind of hero?"

Kaisen asked, his lips curling into a sly smile.

He shifted, sitting on the floor, pretending to look out the window at the pouring rain. The way he positioned himself, you'd think butter wouldn't melt in his mouth.

But the way his eyes kept darting back, it was clear he was waiting for some action—waiting for that "accidental" moment when things would get hot.

Rodalina, meanwhile, was having a crisis of her own. This damn breeding season was hitting her hard.