A Sweet Morning Surprise ( 9 )

Javier slowly stirred awake, his tiny body nestled against the soft embrace of Liana, who was still peacefully asleep. Her silver hair framed her serene face, and her gentle breathing created a calmness in the room.

But none of that mattered to him at the moment.

"Ehehe..." Javier's mischievous thoughts came alive as he realized his hunger was back. And conveniently, his "meal" was right there in front of him. "Time to dig in!"

With clumsy movements, he reached for Liana chest. His tiny hands fumbled with the fabric of her dress, pulling it aside just enough to reveal his coveted prize. He latched on eagerly, sucking with determination.

Liana stirred slightly, murmuring something in her sleep. Her arms instinctively cradled him closer.

"Oh sweet... so sweet..." Javier thought, relishing the taste. "Better than milk! Yummy!"

He switched to the other side, greedily exploring both options. "This is the life," he thought smugly, fully enjoying his meal.

Liana eyes fluttered open. She looked down and froze for a moment, realizing what was happening. Her pale cheeks flushed a deep pink.

"Y-young master!" she stammered, her voice flustered but still quiet to avoid startling him. "You… you can't just—"

Javier, of course, didn't stop. If anything, he doubled down, refusing to release his grip.

Liana sighed in defeat, her face still red.

"Madam Francesca is going to scold me again if she finds out…" she muttered to herself. "Young master, you truly are persistent."

She gently patted his back, deciding it was better to let him finish before trying to reason with him. After all, he was just a baby— she reminded herself, though his oddly determined behavior often made her question that.

That's right, Miss Liana. Just accept it. You're officially my number one now!

Liana jolted when she heard Lady Francesca's voice echo from outside her room. "Liana, are you awake? Bring Javier; I need to speak with you."

Her eyes widened as panic set in. She glanced down at Javier, who was firmly latched onto her breast, his small hands gripping her dress as if declaring, You're not going anywhere.

"Y-young master," she whispered frantically, trying to gently pry him away. "Please let go; Madam Francesca is calling!"

Javier's thoughts, however, were entirely different.

I won't let you go. Not a chance! If you try, I'll bite!

He held on tighter. The sweet taste he loved so much wasn't something he was about to give up, not even for Francesca.

Liana sighed, utterly defeated by javier stubbornness. "What am I going to do with you, young master..." she muttered before carefully standing up, cradling him to keep his grip steady.

As she opened the door, Francesca raised an eyebrow at the sight of Liana looking flustered and Javier nestled against her chest, his tiny form suspiciously still.

"What's taking you so long?" Francesca asked, her gaze briefly flicking to Javier with a knowing smile.

"I-I apologize, Madam," Liana stammered, her blush betraying her calm demeanor.

"The young master… refuses to let go."

Francesca's lips curled into a soft, amused smile. "Persistent, isn't he? Well, that's just like his father."

Javier mentally rolled his eyes. Don't compare me to that dried plum!

Francesca gently placed a hand on Liana's shoulder. "From today onward, you and Meira are officially assigned to take care of Javier. I trust you both to handle him well. He seems… quite attached to you already," she said with a smirk, clearly noting Javier's unrelenting grip.

Liana's eyes widened. "Madam, are you sure? I—"

"Yes, I'm sure," Francesca interrupted, her tone leaving no room for argument. "The little one has good taste, it seems. He's chosen his caretakers well. Just… try to avoid spoiling him too much."

Javier grinned inwardly. Oh, I've already won. Meira, Liana—you're officially my team now!

Francesca gave a final nod and left, leaving Liana standing there, holding Javier with a mix of embarrassment and acceptance.

As Liana closed the door, she looked down at Javier, who had resumed his contented sucking. "You really are something else, young master," she said with a resigned smile, sitting back down to let him finish.

Meira entered the room, her tail swaying in its usual lively rhythm. Spotting Liana sitting with Javier latched onto her breast, she chuckled softly. "Good afternoon, Miss Liana. Looks like our young master is keeping you busy again."

Liana sighed, a mix of annoyance and amusement evident in her tone. "Busy doesn't even begin to describe it, Meira. I don't know what he sees in this... I don't even have milk to offer, yet he's so persistent. He even switches sides as if expecting something different each time."

Meira's ears twitched as her soft laughter filled the room. "That sounds like him already—quite determined, isn't he?" She stepped closer, her tail swaying with each step.

Liana's face turned pink as she tried to keep her composure. "M-Meira!"

Meira leaned in with a playful smile, teasing, "Well, he certainly seems to enjoy it, doesn't he?" She wagged her tail again and looked at Javier, who appeared utterly content.

Javier, in his own thoughts, was grinning ear to ear. My second mama is here! Perfect timing!

Meira crouched beside them, brushing a strand of her long hair back. "Madam Francesca asked me to assist you, so here I am. Anything you need, just let me know." Her tone was cheerful, and she seemed genuinely excited about her role.

"Actually," Liana began, glancing down at Javier, "you might have to take over soon. He's insatiable, and I haven't even had a chance to get anything else done today."

Meira smiled knowingly. "Oh, I'm sure he'll be happy to switch over. He seems to enjoy having options."

Javier, however, tightened his little grip on Liana dress, silently protesting. Wait, wait! I'm not done here yet!

Liana sighed again, stroking his head gently. "Young master, you're quite the handful, aren't you?"

Meira's laughter grew louder as her tail swished behind her. "Well, Miss Liana, looks like we'll be working together to manage him. Better get used to it!"

As the evening sun cast its warm glow over the estate, Javier sat comfortably in Meira's lap, occasionally switching his gaze between her and Liana. His two caretakers shared quiet laughs, discussing the latest household updates and their shared duties.

"Miss Liana," Meira said with a playful tone, her tail flicking lightly. "Our young master seems quite... attached to us, doesn't he?" 

Liana gave a soft chuckle, adjusting her posture while keeping a watchful eye on Javier. "He's certainly unlike the other children of Lord Garius. None of them were ever this... clingy." She sighed. "It's strange, though. Lord Garius has always been strict about keeping maids out of the direct upbringing of his children. Yet, with Javier, it's completely different." 

Meira nodded, her tail brushing Javier's tiny feet, earning a soft giggle from him. "It must be Lady Francesca's influence. She's much more hands-on than the other wives. But still, breastfeeding from us? Even though it's just for comfort—this is unheard of." 

The door creaked open, and Lithia, the dark elf maid, entered gracefully. Her silver hair shimmered under the light, and her expression was calm yet warm. She greeted them with a soft bow. "I see our young master is still keeping the two of you busy." 

Liana glanced at Lithia and nodded. "You're just in time. Lady Francesca has officially assigned you to help us. With how energetic Javier is, we could certainly use an extra hand." 

Meira grinned. "Welcome to the team, Lithia. Be prepared—he's quite weird. And very persistent." 

Javier, listening intently, gave a mental cheer. Three beautiful ladies to take care of me? This is heaven! Don't worry, my lovely maids. When I grow up, I'll make you all my wives. Ehehe! 

Lithia approached, gently brushing her fingers over Javier's cheek. "Such a lively baby. I'll do my best to assist." 

Javier looked up at her, his thoughts racing. "Dark elf mama, welcome aboard! Don't worry—you're already on my list."

As the evening progressed, the three maids worked to manage Javier's energy, taking turns keeping him entertained, fed, and comforted. The sight of them together—an elf, a catfolk, and a dark elf—was a rare yet heartwarming one in the noble household. 

This arrangement was certainly uncommon,but in Javier's mind, it was perfect.

Three mamas, three beauties, all taking care of me. Life couldn't get better than this.Ehehe

( End of Chapter )