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And, well… what happened back there, I’m sorry that it went down like it did… but I just want you to know that, at least for me, it felt extraordinary.”\n\n\tEliza felt her heart melt as she looked into her son’s eyes. “Come here, baby,” she said softly, wrapping her soft arms around her son’s shoulders and pulling him into another tender kiss. “I want to tell you a story. One that I’ve never told anyone ever in my life.”\n\n\tThe young man let out a soft sigh as he fell into his mother’s arms, their kiss breaking for him to rest his head weakly upon her shoulder. “I’m listening,” he assured her gently, his arms reaching around her soft belly to return her embrace, reveling in the sheer softness and warmth of her body.\n\n\tThe once proud seafarer turned her gaze out her son’s window. “Cyran, I never knew my parents. I grew up in an orphanage, and the streets became my home as I grew. When I had matured, I found my way onto ships as a swabby and cabin girl. 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And it’s still very new to me.”\n\n\t“I know it is, sweetie,” she cooed, settling back into her son’s bed with a happy sigh of her own. “And I’m here for you, no matter what. If there’s anything I can ever do for you, I’ll do it.”\n\n\tCyran smiled and hummed softly. “Same, Mom.”\n\n* * * * *\n\n\tThe pall of sleep fell upon them both soon enough, mother and son gently clinging to one another as the night passed. They were all each other had in the world, and their dreams reminded them of happier times in their youths. This kind of intimacy with his mother, even just simple love, was somewhat foreign to Cyran, but he couldn’t deny how wonderful it felt to be so close to her now.\n\n\tThe young man’s eyes fluttered open first, though the room was still dark in the wee hours of the morning. Eliza’s arm was still gently cradling him next to her, but in her sleep her silken robe had fallen open, exposing her colossal chest to the open air of Cyran’s room. 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\tHis mother’s eyes went wide in shock, but Eliza didn’t pull away.  Her shoulders relaxed in response, and slowly she leaned forward, pulled herself further onto the bed, and sat herself down beside him, all without breaking the kiss.  As the two of them slowly parted, Eliza swallowed hard and fixed her seafoam eyes onto his own.  “Cyran….”

\tCyran took a deep breath, fighting through the pleasant shock from the gesture he’d so boldly initiated.  The scent and taste of his mother lingered longingly on his lips and in his nose, resembling something akin to savory sea spray.  “Mom, no matter what happens, or has happened, I still love you.  You know that, right?  And, well… what happened back there, I’m sorry that it went down like it did… but I just want you to know that, at least for me, it felt extraordinary.”

\tEliza felt her heart melt as she looked into her son’s eyes.  “Come here, baby,” she said softly, wrapping her soft arms around her son’s shoulders and pulling him into another tender kiss.  “I want to tell you a story.  One that I’ve never told anyone ever in my life.”

\tThe young man let out a soft sigh as he fell into his mother’s arms, their kiss breaking for him to rest his head weakly upon her shoulder.  “I’m listening,” he assured her gently, his arms reaching around her soft belly to return her embrace, reveling in the sheer softness and warmth of her body.

\tThe once proud seafarer turned her gaze out her son’s window.  “Cyran, I never knew my parents.  I grew up in an orphanage, and the streets became my home as I grew.  When I had matured, I found my way onto ships as a swabby and cabin girl.  As much as I loved it, it was a lonely life.  Sailors were rough and callous, and I had to be, too.  But the nights when I returned to the streets, I had no one… until Rowan.”

\tCyran looked up at his mother, his body pressing warmly against her own.  “Rowan?”

\t“He was a sheep dog of some sort.  Had no owner, but was the sweetest creature I ever met.  For years he would wait to greet me off the boats, and we would find scraps for each other.  Rowan was why I kept waking up in the mornings.  He’d stay close at night for warmth… among other things.”

\tCyran looked at his mother incredulously.  “You mean…?”

\tEliza exhaled slowly.  “I used to give him baths in a waterfall outside of Boralus.  One day he got as excited as you were earlier, and… that was the start of three wonderful months.  Rowan was everything to me, until one day he… he was gone.”  It was clear she was biting back tears at the thought.  “I left Boralus the day I found him, and I vowed never to live there again.  That same day, I fell right into your father’s arms, and the rest is history.”

\t“I see,” Cyran said quietly, cuddling into his mother even more firmly.  “I had no idea you’d… done that before.”

\tA small smile spread across Eliza’s lips as she held her son tighter, one hand absently running through his red hair.  “He was my first.  Seeing you in your wolf form brought back such wonderful, passionate memories.  Perhaps this is something no mother should ever say to her son, but… feeling you inside me as you were felt much, much better than I’d remembered Rowan feeling.”

\tCyran felt his heart flutter in response, and his firm embrace tightened even more around his mother’s soft body.  “Well, you’re my first now,” he muttered, nuzzling his mother’s neck with a happy sigh.  “I understand, Mom.  This feeling is… hard to cope with.  And it’s still very new to me.”

\t“I know it is, sweetie,” she cooed, settling back into her son’s bed with a happy sigh of her own.  “And I’m here for you, no matter what.  If there’s anything I can ever do for you, I’ll do it.”

\tCyran smiled and hummed softly.  “Same, Mom.”

* * * * *

\tThe pall of sleep fell upon them both soon enough, mother and son gently clinging to one another as the night passed.  They were all each other had in the world, and their dreams reminded them of happier times in their youths.  This kind of intimacy with his mother, even just simple love, was somewhat foreign to Cyran, but he couldn’t deny how wonderful it felt to be so close to her now.

\tThe young man’s eyes fluttered open first, though the room was still dark in the wee hours of the morning.  Eliza’s arm was still gently cradling him next to her, but in her sleep her silken robe had fallen open, exposing her colossal chest to the open air of Cyran’s room.  The moment he realized that he was staring face-to-face with the most beautiful breasts he’d ever seen, Cyran’s mind began to whir with excitement once more.  His morning wood was already present, but his newfound, amorous feelings made it even harder still, to the point where he had no choice but to carefully lower his underwear to relieve the intense pain of his throbbing erection.

\tCyran had never been aware of how truly gifted he was, and even in that moment, his strikingly thick length stood tall and curved slightly to his left.  His rounded head already oozed with precum, and that almost feral instinct seemed to invade his mind the longer he looked at his exposed mother.  Her even breathing caused her chest to rise and fall, while her large, reddish pink nipples had him hypnotized with their slow movements.  Before he knew what he was doing, Cyran’s lips parted, and he boldly took her right nipple into his mouth.

\tEliza wasn’t much of a light sleeper, but it didn’t take long for the gentle pleasure of her son’s suckling to rouse her.  A soft gasp escaped her as her eyes fluttered open, looking down to find Cyran firmly fixated upon her nipple.  Her mouth fell open as if to protest, but no words came as her body was flooded with tender warmth.  Instead, her arm behind him merely pulled him tighter… and that’s when her gaze settled on her son’s pulsing erection.  “Baby…” she muttered softly, and before she knew it, her gentle fingers reached out to wrap around his shaft, giving it a loving squeeze.
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