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Seeing you like that, the animal instinct… I lost all control. Even now, thinking about it though, I [i]liked[/i] it. I liked having my first time be so [i]primal[/i], and… and I loved that it was with someone I [i]already[/i] love.”\n\n\tEliza felt tears form in the corners of her eyes at this. “I-is that true?”\n\n\tCyran’s flush flooded his entire face, and still his vision was just off to one side of his mother’s gaze as he nodded.\n\n\tThe large, boisterous woman suddenly lunged forward, throwing her arms around her son’s shoulders in a firm embrace. “Oh thank the Light,” she sobbed softly into his hair. “Forgive me, Cyran, my boy… to be honest, I’ve been worried that you didn’t love me at all.”\n\n\tCyran wasted no time in returning his mother’s embrace firmly, his brow arching in surprise. “Really?”\n\n\tEliza sniffled and drew back to arm’s length to look into his green eyes once again and nod. “I know you don’t think much of me. I wasn’t around nearly enough when you were little, and I’ve tried [i]so [/i]hard to make up for it over the past few years, but… I can still see the disdain in your eyes for me. I’ve been a poor mother, and-”\n\n\tEven Cyran wasn’t entirely sure what caused him to do what he did. Perhaps it was simply seeing his mother brought to tears, perhaps it was shame for leading her to think he thought so poorly of her, or perhaps he wanted to tell the truth for once in his youth. Whatever the case was, Cyran simply tipped forward and firmly pressed his lips to his mother’s in an inexperienced, albeit emotionally-charged kiss.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<6>

\tEliza’s gaze softened, looking up and down at her naked son.  “W-well you shouldn’t have done that!  This sort of thing is… it’s obscene!”

\tCyran frowned slightly at this.  “I mean… no offense, but you did let me in, you know?”

\tEliza’s face turned nearly the same color as her disheveled red hair.  “Be that as it may, had I known it was you….”

\tThis brought a wisp of genuine pain to Cyran’s eyes.  “So… a beast is fine, but I’m no good?”

\tEliza instantly knew she’d messed up.  “Wait, no, sweetie, that’s-”

\tIt was too late.  Cyran stormed off without another word.

\tEliza swore loudly to herself and clapped her hands over her face, struggling to process what had just happened.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

\t“Whoa whoa whoa, so lemme get this straight:'' Jules interrupted.  “You’re telling me that a punk like you nailed your own mother… in the shape of a wolf?”

\tCyran nodded, wriggling slightly against his bonds.

\tRaz and Jules exchanged skeptical glances beneath their hoods before Raz added, “I don’t believe you for an instant, kid.  To think that Eliza Hullbreaker herself would bend over for some random wolf is absolutely absurd!”

\t“Then I guess you didn’t know her as well as her own son, hmm?” Cyran cocked back, stone-faced.

\tThe cultists glowered at him angrily.  “Don’t question our intelligence, boy,” Jules spat.

\t“Then don’t question my story,” Cyran shot back.  A sharp whinny came from the mare in the nearby stable, who impatiently paced in a circle at being cooped up the way she was.  “You gonna let me keep telling it or what?”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

\tI went back to my room, angry and hurt.  I remember pulling on some night shorts and just curling up on my bed trying to figure out what went wrong.  Part of me felt awful for just jumping on my mother like that, especially since she didn’t know it was me, but at the same time I was sure it was the animal instinct that drove me to do what I did.  Did that mean I didn’t love every second of it?  No.  It awakened a lot of confused feelings for my mother that I didn’t know I had, and I only felt more uncomfortable the longer I sat there thinking about it.  Midday turned into evening before finally….

\t*knock knock knock*  “Cyran?  Please let me in, we need to talk.”  Cyran didn’t move from his bed, but after a quiet moment the doorknob turned, and in stepped the curvaceous Eliza, her hair now let down with a thin, lavender-colored silk robe clinging to her body.  Her brow was arched with concern as she shut his door behind her and walked over to his bed, planting her wide backside on its edge.  “Sweetie… how are you feeling?”

\tHer innocent question caught Cyran off guard.  “I’m fine.”

\t“Are you?” she persisted, reaching out to touch his bare shoulder softly.

\tThis caused Cyran to relax just a little.  “... maybe not,” he admitted.  “That was really… really strange.”

\t“You’re telling me,” Eliza returned with a soft laugh.  “Do you want to talk about it?”

\tInternally, Cyran reflexively wanted to clam up, but something about looking up into his mother’s eyes disarmed that reflex considerably.  “Why did you do that, Mom?”

\t“Excuse me?”

\t“Why did you willingly let in a wolf like that?”

\tEliza kept quiet for a moment, earnestly considering his words.  “Cyran… ever since your father died, I have tried to devote every fiber of my being to your upbringing.  In doing so, I chose to spurn every man who so much as gave me a sideways glance.  This worked well for a while, but… even a mother has her needs, you understand?  When I saw that he… you… could understand me, respond to me, and… got hard to me, I just… gave in to the temptation.  I know such things are frowned upon, and had someone seen us, I would have been exiled from the Kingdoms, but I couldn’t help myself.  And I’m sorry for that.”

\tCyran didn’t hesitate to reach up and place his hand atop his mother’s, though he couldn’t quite look her in the eye.  “Mom, really… don’t be sorry, please?”

\tThis caused Eliza to do a double-take.  “Huh?”

\t“You didn’t… you didn’t do anything I didn’t want to do,” he confessed, his cheeks growing bright red.  “You always advised me to be wary of other girls, so I have.  I ignored the temptations, but it’s something that’s been on my mind for a long time now.  In that beastly form, it all just… came to a head, too.  Seeing you like that, the animal instinct… I lost all control.  Even now, thinking about it though, I liked it.  I liked having my first time be so primal, and… and I loved that it was with someone I already love.”

\tEliza felt tears form in the corners of her eyes at this.  “I-is that true?”

\tCyran’s flush flooded his entire face, and still his vision was just off to one side of his mother’s gaze as he nodded.

\tThe large, boisterous woman suddenly lunged forward, throwing her arms around her son’s shoulders in a firm embrace.  “Oh thank the Light,” she sobbed softly into his hair.  “Forgive me, Cyran, my boy… to be honest, I’ve been worried that you didn’t love me at all.”

\tCyran wasted no time in returning his mother’s embrace firmly, his brow arching in surprise.  “Really?”

\tEliza sniffled and drew back to arm’s length to look into his green eyes once again and nod.  “I know you don’t think much of me.  I wasn’t around nearly enough when you were little, and I’ve tried so hard to make up for it over the past few years, but… I can still see the disdain in your eyes for me.  I’ve been a poor mother, and-”

\tEven Cyran wasn’t entirely sure what caused him to do what he did.  Perhaps it was simply seeing his mother brought to tears, perhaps it was shame for leading her to think he thought so poorly of her, or perhaps he wanted to tell the truth for once in his youth.  Whatever the case was, Cyran simply tipped forward and firmly pressed his lips to his mother’s in an inexperienced, albeit emotionally-charged kiss.
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