But their son only gave them a lazy little squeeze, eyes still closed in perfect contentment.
*Schluuuuuurp.*
As if to wordlessly say: ‘Yes, mothers… and it’s only the beginning.’
The heavy truth still echoed between their linked minds, and then, in a blink, everything changed.
The initial pallor on Mearie’s cheeks flushed back with a vengeance, a radiant pink suffusing her delicate features.
Luminara’s emerald eyes shimmered with sudden, barely-contained excitement, her pointed ears twitching adorably.
Their gazes met over Quinlan’s blissfully suckling form, both mothers’ foreheads now pressed together as if they’d reached some kind of unspoken conclusion in that moment of raw maternal instinct.
Because that was when their brains fully realized the implications…
“M-Mortals…!” Mearie breathed, lips parting in sheer awe.
“We can meet mortals at long last?!” Luminara whispered back, stars practically sparkling in her tear-filled eyes.
Without hesitation, their slender fingers darted forward and entwined tightly between one another’s, their hands trembling with unspoken emotion as they locked eyes.
Their eyes grew wide and glassy.
Their lips quivered.
And then, in perfect unison, sparkling gazes overflowing with hope and longing, they whispered together like two little girls granted a lifelong wish:
“We can finally introduce ourselves to one of Quinnie’s lovers…!!”
Their chests heaved with overwhelming happiness, tears of pure joy pooling in their eyes and beginning to trail down their flushed cheeks.
They turned to beam down at their beloved son, who, hearing this declaration of theirs, made an instant reply:
“Ghhrrrrrmmpphhh!!”
But alas, with his mouth still wrapped firmly around Luminara’s and Mearie’s gigantic, leaking breasts, not a single word could be deciphered as they came out as guttural sounds.
Still, his intent was perfectly clear.
‘Hell no! You pair of hormonal crazy chicks forgot something very important!’
The two mothers merely giggled softly through their tears.
“Oh, honey, we understand your concerns perfectly,” Mearie said with a knowing smile, stroking his cheek with a trembling, affectionate hand.
“Yes, yes, you’re worried,” Luminara chimed in, voice thick with emotion. “And rightly so: of course, mortals would be overwhelmed here… the density of divine energies in this plane is fatal to them…”
Her voice softened, and her smile grew impossibly warm.
“But, darling… There is a way.”
Mearie nodded fervently, squeezing her son’s shoulder gently. “A temporary one… it would only last a short while… but it would let us see them! Let us hold them! Let us… talk to them after all this time of painful isolation…”
Their voices cracked with emotion.
Then they both leaned down, foreheads pressed once more lovingly to Quinlan’s temple, breath mingling warmly.
“Can you try, Quinnie?” they whispered as one.
“Can you try to bring them here? Just for a moment… please…?”
Another deep, guttural sound rumbled from Quinlan’s throat:
“Ghhhrrrrrrrrmmpphhhhh…”
His arms instinctively squeezed their round, trembling rears closer still. It was a nonverbal answer.
He could try.
But he wasn’t sure if it would work.
After all, the last time he let the girls out of his soul realm, there was a doorway with the title of ‘Zhenwu’ over it… Now there wasn’t one linked to this land, whatever its name was.
Their smiles grew so bright they seemed to outshine the soft ambient glow of the treehouse itself because, despite Quinlan’s responses being muffled, his mothers understood his responses as if he articulated them perfectly.
“He said he’ll try!” Mearie gasped, pressing both hands over her mouth as fresh tears of joy poured down her face.
“Our little boy… bringing home his first batch of girls…!!” Luminara sobbed openly now, cupping his jaw with reverent fingers.
“Ghhhrrrrrmmpph!”
“Oh, right. Feng is still too young. Potential future girl, I should say in her case,” Lumi corrected herself after getting chided alongside a heavy smack on her big butt.
Then, they both collapsed against him in a flood of motherly affection, their bodies shaking with happy tears as they nuzzled and kissed every bit of exposed skin they could reach: shoulders, cheeks, brow, chest, while Quinlan kept suckling with steady, determined sounds, utterly helpless to stop them now.
Their giddy, overwhelmed laughter and teary sobs filled the treehouse in a harmony of long-repressed joy.
They had waited so long for this. Too long for words to even describe.
And their son, without even knowing it, had given them a miracle.
“Ah!”
Almost as soon as their kissing spree ended, both mothers jolted upright, their expressions morphing from ecstatic bliss to sudden, wide-eyed panic. They looked at each other, then down at their completely naked forms.
“Oh, goodness!” Luminara gasped, her hands flying to cover herself, though it was a futile gesture given her overwhelmingly generous feminine proportions. “We can’t meet them like this! We’d never be able to look ourselves in the mirror again!”
Mearie nodded frantically, attempting to scramble off Quinlan. “No, no, absolutely not! We need clothes! We need to get ready!”
They tried to push themselves up, but Quinlan, ever the persistent man, still had their enormous, leaking breasts firmly clasped in his mouth. He continued to suckle with unwavering determination, his powerful arms still locking their hips in place.
But then, he must have sensed their fervent desperation. Perhaps it was the concept of overindulgence being a sin, or maybe it was the sight of their begging, puppy eyes that finally swayed this awesome son of theirs to do the painful but right thing. Either way, what mattered in the end was that he decided he’d continue his meal later.
With a reluctant sigh that seemed to echo through the very fabric of the treehouse, he finally, finally, released them.
The women, liberated yet still deliciously pliant, gasped, their bodies glistening with the precious, spent milk. They were a vision of disheveled, ecstatic grace, their thighs still trembling from the intensity of his extremely lengthy feeding session.
They scrambled off him, bare feet thudding with urgent purpose on the ancient wood, releasing a heady mix of lingering euphoric aroma and the frantic anticipation that drove them to move forward.
For after eons of solitude, the moment to meet others, and their beloved sons girls at that, was finally, tantalizingly, within their reach.
And they had to be utterly perfect for this glorious occasion.
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