Here we go again.

"Haa..."

"Mm? Are you okay, Mommy?"

I shivered.

"...I told you to stop calling me that, Honey. You're already as old as me."

"But..."

He moved closer to me, nearing my ear.

"You have such a reaction when I call you that, Mommy~"

'God, the Devil's truly testing me now.'

I silently cursed as he wrapped his arms around my neck.

I stared at his soft ebony hair, intently examining its peeking azure underlayer. His face was already completely buried in my neck.

This man's name is Reagan. He's a dragon and the male lead of this world.

Yes, this is a world inside a novel.

I was transmigrated into the body of Reagan's "caretaker", Lorelai.

She used to treat him badly, resulting in him escaping and suffering from malnutrition and poverty before he met the female lead.

I transmigrated just as Lorelai found Reagan when he was but a giant egg left outside her door.

Reagan went back to kill Lorelai for revenge, being an existence known to always return favors.

Treat him well, he'll treat you well. Treat him badly, he'll treat you badly. It's as simple as that.

That's why I treated him extra well, you never know what benefits being nice to the male lead can give you.

He was already very lovable, which made treating him satisfactorily a breeze.

As a dragon, he grew rapidly fast. I took him merely three years ago, yet he's now around Lorelai's age.

He still has his cute and charming younger brother personality, now acting a bit more, mm, dare I say, submissive and breedable.

I love to tease him, but I may have instilled that in him as well.

Calling me Mommy and all, aware I react in such a way when he does.

"Honey."

"Yes, Mommy?"

He lifted his head, allowing me to see his astoundingly beautiful face and yellow eagle-like eyes.

I caressed his cheek, he reddened even more before rubbing his head on my hand.

I move forward and kissed his forehead.

"Ah, more Mommy~"

"No."

"!"

He looked at me with frantic eyes.

"No? Why no?"

"Because you've been a bad boy, Honey."

I removed his hands from my neck.

He desperately clutched my attire.

"Wait, I'll be a good boy, don't go, Mommy!"

"Reagan."

He flinched.

I never call him Reagan unless I'm mad. Or, in this case, pretending to be mad.

"Sorry, Mommy. But please! Don't leave. Love me more. You love me, don't you?"

...Is it bad for me to like this? I never thought of him as family, he was merely a responsibility, one that I quite like. But, that was all.

I feel guilty though satisfied.

"I love you, Reagan. But, if you keep doing this..."

I looked at him as if he was inferior to me.

"I'm sorry! I won't do this again, so please!"

"Do not interrupt me."

"Ah! I'm sorry!"

He bowed till his head touched the bed.

"Haha."

I tenderly lifted his head. I stared into his love-filled eyes and red face. Begging for more.

"If you keep doing this..."

I drew closer to his ear.

"I won't be able to hold back~"

I playfully whispered in his ear in an airy voice, making sure he felt every breath and heard every word distinctly. He trembled, as expected. So exciting.

"Then don't hold back, Mommy. Hold me. Kiss me. Embrace me."

He directed my hand to unbutton his shirt.

'Woah, this is getting dangerous.'

I pushed him away gently.

He looked surprised and annoyed.

"Why are you pushing me again? You want this, no? You want to touch me as well, feel me, love me. I want to feel loved, as I madly love you. Want you. Need you. You need me too. You want me to. So don't hold back, Mommy."

Ha. Forget obsessing over the female lead, I got him wrapped around my fingers. His guilt-tripping and gaslighting are impressive as well. What a perilous fellow indeed.

"You always know how to push all of my buttons, Honey."

I pushed him to the bed together with me.

"Hehe~"

He giggled like a naive child. He must've wanted me to embrace him so deprivedly.

"Let's sleep now, shall we?"

Too bad, I'll still tease him till the end.

Pfft. His instantly darkened face is endearing.

I'll still please him, of course. He's that lovely, after all.

I stroke his ear, moving strands of his hair backward in the process.

He looks like he's enjoying this a lot. Good for him.

"Mm~ I'm sensitive there, you know Mommy?"

He's still trying to tempt me? How naughty.

"I see. Shall I stop?"

"No!"

He loudly and sternly replied. Haha. He's so obvious.

"Alright, then sleep."

He pouted. Very cute.

He's a great dose of serotonin.

...Huu, I think I'll drift off soon.

"Goodnight, Honey."

He didn't reply... He must be very pissed... Hehe...

.

.

.

...Mm?

I hear some rustling, my body feels heavy as well, it's as if somebody is on top of... Holy shit.

I opened my eyes to see Reagan on top of me, touching himself, trying hard to hide his moaning and panting.

He has quite the size... No, wait, why am I focusing on that? God, I need saving.

...Is it bad to enjoy this a little longer? He looks so cute holding back his voice.

"Mommy~!"

I heard him quietly squeal.

"Reagan?"

He froze and gazed at me before hectically trying to explain the situation to me.

"M-Mommy! I, uh, this is, I'm sorry! I didn't do anything to you, I just, couldn't hold myself back, you were teasing me so much I, I-I, Mmph!"

He ejaculated. What the. That was hot.

Oh, it shot up till my face.

Haha. His face is extremely red now.

"I-I'm so so so so sorry! Let me get a towel- Ah!"

I quickly trap his legs with mines, preventing him from moving, and turned him.

"Can't you be a little more discreet while doing it?"

"I'm sorry- Aah~!"

I touched his wiener, fondling it slowly.

He kept on panting louder, I don't know if this was intentional or not, but I'm not complaining.

"M, Mommy~ Ah, there, touch there~!"

I fiddle with its tip, preventing him from shooting.

"W-Wait, Mommy, don't, Ah, I can't, I-I want to-"

"You want to?"

"Mmph!"

He covered his mouth with his hand.

"Don't cover your face."

"I'm so- A-Ah, wait, Mommy, slow down~!"

I moved faster whilst still covering the leaking tip.

He moaned and panted even louder. Just from playing with his front.

His lewd face turns me on so much.

"M, Mommy, I can't anymore! Please, let go!"

"Beg for it."

"Aah~!"

He moaned loudly as I squeeze his wiener.

"M, Mommeh, I, can't, anymore~ Please, please Mommy, let me, relieve, myself~!"

There it is, the ahegao face.

I let go, and he splurted all over his messy attire.

He panted slower.

"My, don't think you will get away scot-free now."

I pulled his pants down.

"H-huh?"

He still has his excited face.

I unbutton his shirt and kissed his stomach.

"Mm~"

"Do I have your permission to touch you even more?"

He eagerly nodded.

God, how am I supposed to resist now?

"Haha. You're so wet down here."

I twirl my finger at his outer ring.

"Gagh! W, What is this~!"

"This won't hurt at all considering how wet you are."

Not only that, but being a dragon, he's very pain tolerant.

"Ngh~"

"I'm entering now, okay?"

"Mhm, hurry~!"

I stuck one finger in him.

"Aah~!"

I kept on fingering him.

"Ah, ah, aah, ah, ah, mmph, ah~!"

'Shall I put in two?'

I decided to go with my plan and stuck two in.

"Ngh~ Aah~"

I sucked his rosy nipple, it was too irresistible.

"Mmhmph~"

He twitches so much.

"M, Mommy, I-I think I'm p, peeing inside-!"

"Haha, that's not pee."

I lifted my head and went to lick his ear as I finger him even faster.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, aah~! Ngh, I'm going to pee-! Mm~ M, Mommy, slow down- Gagh~"

"I told you, it's not pee~"

"I'm peeing~!"

He came inside.

"Aah~!"

That was the loudest moan yet.

"Haha. You did good, Honey."

I kissed his forehead.

"Mmph... Kiss me on the lips too..."

"My, you have to save that for someone you're destined with."

"But, I am destined for you! I, I love you so much, Mommy. It hurts, it hurts when you refuse me."

"I am not your fated one."

I can't help but continue teasing him, huh.

"If you aren't, then why was I left at the front of your door? If that wasn't destiny, then what is?"

"Haha. Fair point."

I pecked his lips.

"Ah, that fast? No fair!"

He wrapped his arms around me and brought me down to kiss him.

'He smells nice.'

"Mm, Mommy~"

"Yes?"

He whispered in my ear.

"I want to do it again~ We can right, Mommy~?"

...Ho boy. Here we go again.