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Although Jimmy was technically a soldier and ‘adult’ now that he had joined the Arcane Legion that the Duke had established, Jimmy was also 12 years old.
Which was why no one knew what to think whenever they saw Jimmy hug Yuder after training and bury his face into her large chest.
While Yuder seemed fine with it, even patted Jimmy on the head while he nuzzled his face happily between her breasts and even fondled them with his hands, Yuder was a girl. And Jimmy, though he was young, was a boy.
This could not be appropriate.
Finally, after a few days of seeing this in broad daylight, Kanna and Gakane, those closest to Yuder, spoke up.
“Um, Yuder?” Kanna asked as Gakane tried to appropriately scrutinize Jimmy and Yuder’s chest to separate the two appropriately. It was hard because of how big and attractive Yuder’s breasts were and how buried Jimmy was in between them. Gakane couldn’t not ogle Yuder’s chest in the process. “I think we need to have a talk.”
“What about?” Yuder asked, and it was so nonchalant that everyone knew instantly that Yuder was oblivious to yet another set of social conventions that she might have missed from having grown up by herself in the mountains.
Kanna stood taller, more protective of her friend. While Yuder was blameless, Jimmy, as the son of rich merchants, should know better. Clearly, Yuder needed protection from even children.
“Can we speak elsewhere?” Kanna asked, not about to embarrass her friend more in public, even though it would be obvious to everyone, who were all adults, what they would be talking about. When Yuder nodded but wrapped her arms around Jimmy as if to guide the boy with them like that, Kanna added. “Just me, you, and Gakane, I mean?”
Kanna thought that it would be a reasonable request because Yuder usually didn’t like socialization that much and could be pulled away from other people easily, but this time, Yuder frowned.
“Can it wait a few minutes?” Yuder asked. “Jimmy is healing.”
Devran, who had been listening close by as a second man to help Gakane pull Jimmy off if Gakane could not do it, choked.
“Was that what the kid said he was doing to grope you?” Devran asked, looking at Jimmy anew as if he had grown devil’s horns and wings. Devran thought that Jimmy was just an innocent little kid, but to say that to a grown woman to grope her breasts the way he had been doing the past few days?! Devious! Downright devious!! Especially to Yuder who was apparently the most innocent of them all in the Arcane Legion! Devran was so jealous! Wait, that was not the point.
Devran was about to explain that the ‘healing’ that Jimmy meant was probably different from the ‘healing’ that Yuder thought – though Devran had to admit that burying his face into the breasts of a woman as powerful and fine as Yuder would feel healing – but Yuder shook her head.
“No. That was what I said. And what’s grope?”
All of them froze, not knowing where to begin.
This was like facing someone who got a very incomplete and twisted version of the sex talk.
“Um…” Kanna exchanged very wild glances with Gakane before continuing because Gakane shook his head. Kanna almost wanted to pass the question off to Ever who wasn’t that far away, but she decided to try. “Grope is when someone gives you unwanted touches… which I guess Jimmy is not doing?” Kanna said like the words were foreign in her own mouth. “Uh, Yuder, when you said that was what you said, you meant it completely and not in a way that it was what you said just moments ago, right?”
Yuder nodded while her hand still patted Jimmy on the head.
“Then is this a case of grooming?!” Devran muttered to himself. “Was Yuder a cougar?!” If she was one, she would be one obliviously, of course, because Yuder asked.
“What’s grooming? And I’m human, not a cougar.”
Gakane and Ever did Kanna a favor and smacked Devran in the head before he could say some more damning words that Kanna was not ready this morning to explain.
But damage was already done. And Kanna still did not know how to address this situation.
Fortunately, someone else did for her.
Unfortunately, it was from someone who Kanna was hoping would continue to still overlook, or at least observe from afar, the entire situation that started a few days ago. After all, who wanted the Duke, their Commander, to be involved in something like this?!
“Why do you say that he is healing?” Their Commander finally asked, having apparently approached from where he usually took a short break after training to watch over all of them. Their Commander looked down at Jimmy (and Yuder’s chest) curiously before catching himself when his gaze strayed a second too long to return it to Yuder’s eyes. But, actually, all of them knew just as they knew that their Commander was a member of the Imperial Family that their Commander was also rather infamous… for his promiscuous private life and numerous affairs in the capital. With the countless stories going around, Kanna thought that she should be glad that he was at least trying to still keep things professional in the military organization that he just recently started. At least for now.
Kanna was going to keep an eye on him just in case. Especially if he was going to use Yuder’s answer to approach Yuder later ‘for some healing’.
Turned out the one that needed watching was Yuder herself.
Yuder blinked. “Because he is. Touching a woman’s breasts can heal. And help kids grow. Since there’s no infirmary or mountain to harvest herbs from, I thought I’d let him touch my breasts to heal and grow. The training can be a little intense for him right now.”
All of them took that answer in.
And then Devran sputtered. “Hey, Yuder, where did you hear that nonsense from?! Sure, breasts are healing, but breasts can’t heal or make kids grow-”
And then Devran shrieked when Yuder’s eyes narrowed in irritation at her always no-nonsense answer being called nonsense. In an instant, Yuder lightly burned the hand of Devran whose Awakener ability was also fire.
When Devran looked at his burnt hand in horror, Devran shrieked again and then looked at his other hand in shocked horror. But more shock than horror because Yuder’s breast which Yuder had grabbed his other hand and forced him to hold was just as beautifully soft and nice to hold and-
Devran stared between his hands when he not only felt like he was healing, but he was healing. Like, yes, Yuder’s breast was so nice to hold and Devran felt like his brain was melting at the first woman’s breast that he had held as a man, but it was also somehow literally healing his burnt hand.
But the pleasantness only lasted for a few seconds.
Kanna, Gakane, and Ever yanked Devran’s hand off of Yuder’s breast, unintentionally causing it to bounce around Jimmy’s head. Even before that, Devran could have sworn that he felt some kind of force pushing him away from Yuder.
Their Commander smiled ‘pleasantly’ as he asked for Devran’s once burnt hand to inspect. Although Devran would have obeyed because he was their Commander and a noble with imperial blood, Devran somehow felt like he was going to die if he didn’t do everything the Commander said and beg for forgiveness.
Their Commander concluded after inspecting Devran’s hand with his gloved own. “So, it seems that you can heal people this way.” Their Commander said in a rather polite way for the subject matter. “While this may be so, I insist that no one else tries it unless there is a very severe emergency while I take your suggestion to prepare an infirmary into consideration today. I trust that there is no need to bring a teacher to hold a class on propriety tomorrow, yes?” Their Commander turned from Yuder to address them all.
Kanna, Ever, and the other women in the Arcane Legion nodded in approval. Kanna even thought that there may be no need to keep an eye on their Commander after all.
While several men in the Arcane Legion were curious, none of them wanted to risk angering all the women, gentleman like Gakane and Steiber, and their Commander and his Peletta Knights.
They all agreed. Of course, Kanna and the women agreed with the promise of bringing Yuder up to date on social conventions by themselves in private.
Kanna also didn’t forget to tell Yuder and the men before they could get any weird ideas.
“Yuder,” Kanna addressed solemnly. “While I’m sure that you are human, I would like you to know that this isn’t possible for other women.”
“Oh.” Yuder said, instantly believing her like the not-so-secretly sweetheart that she was. “Then, if you ever need to touch my breasts to heal, then let me know.”
Yuder truly was a sweetheart! Kanna had to make sure to protect her from everyone! All of the women seemed to be in agreement as they got Yuder to let Gakane take Jimmy from her and carry the apparently exhausted and sleeping boy to his room. Then, for the rest of the free day after daily training, they brought Yuder to Kanna’s room to tell Yuder many things that she should know before she offered someone else to touch her breasts.
Jimmy was one thing – especially because the young boy did seem to need some healing after doing training that was hell for even grown men and even sparring against them – but most men were wolves! Hungry wolves that should not be trusted!
And the Commander was right in that this shouldn’t be done unless in a real and very severe emergency!
Yuder listened to them and Kanna was happy when Yuder seemed to nod in understanding.
But not many months later, Kanna wished that she had added some more things. Caveats! She really should have just kept an eye on their Commander!
-
Although tempted whenever Kishiar saw Yuder, and especially when Kishiar saw Jimmy with Yuder, Kishiar doesn’t give into temptation until after the Red Stone Retrieval Mission in which his vessel had cracked yet again.
He was dying.
After two years of experiencing a miracle, living in a healthy body that did not make every second of breath painful, he was returned to the despairing hell of a failing body yet again.
From how his body felt, Kishiar was certain that he would even die at the year that he was originally supposed to die. Young. Just at the beginning of his 30s. Without accomplishing anything that he had wanted to do when Kishiar had somehow gained a second chance from the fall of the Red Stone.
He was going to die. His brother, Keilusa, who he had wanted to try to give the miracle of Awakening to by retrieving the Red Stone, was going to die. There was no way that their enemies would let Faria, his sister-in-law, live either.
Kishiar held his head as all the bad possibilities that he had once no longer needed to care for re-emerged in his head.
Kishiar was no longer in a mood to see anyone, much less Keilusa who he had failed. Sure, Kishiar had retrieved the Red Stone, but there was no way that he could give Keilusa it when the Red Stone had somehow attacked him with a beam of energy and destroyed his vessel. Keilusa was already dying. Why would Kishiar give him something that would unstabilize him further and quicken it?
So, when Kishiar heard a knock on the door, Kishiar was about to send the person away with a professional equivalent of a growl.
But then, the door opened to Yuder.
Yuder who he had always liked at first sight. Yuder who trained so hard with the others and then even by herself at night despite having the most magnificent power and control over her ability. Yuder who took her job as the Sul Division Commander seriously and always did an amazing work despite being newly appointed to the position.
Yuder… who had breasts that were so tempting to Kishiar who was still curious about the how and Kishiar who may not be like the fake rumors that he had proliferated, but had always thought that he could be with Yuder.
“Commander?” Yuder asked when Kishiar took too long to greet her, just so stunned at her appearance at this time. “Are you not feeling well?” Yuder asked, closing the door to his office and approaching quickly to him with concern.
“I’m not…” Kishiar confessed what he originally would never confess, but…
“Would you like to touch my breasts?” Yuder asked for him… and… well… Kishiar had never claimed to be a better man. Not when it came to Yuder.
“Can I?” Kishiar asked hoarsely.
The hoarse sound seemed to only make Yuder more concerned for him. Yuder nodded, glancing at Kishiar’s table which was filled with papers that accumulated in the two weeks that Kishiar was gone from headquarters for the Red Stone Retrieval Mission. Kishiar noticed and stood up.
“Let’s move to the couch.” Kishiar suggested, still feeling stunned by how Yuder was letting him, at how one of his dreams was coming true despite all the despair that recently shook him in its firm grasp.
Kishiar wouldn’t mind pushing all the papers off and holding her on the table – that was another guilty fantasy of his whenever she was in his office – but Kishiar just wanted to sink into her being today.
If she would let him.
Even though Kishiar had never mentioned it, Kishiar watched with awe as Yuder did sit on the couch and opened her arms in a way to receive him between her legs, letting him lay down on the couch completely in her embrace.
“You’re the best, Yuder.” Kishiar finally said, swallowing on his saliva before sinking onto the couch and letting her hug him.
When Kishiar hugged Yuder back and sunk his face into her chest, Kishiar finally understood why Jimmy would sometimes fall asleep standing up in Yuder’s breasts and even the extrapolation of Devran’s reaction that day.
So healing…
Kishiar felt himself melt in Yuder’s embrace. He was becoming water to fit in the crevice between Yuder’s breasts. He just wanted to stay there forever.
“Rest, Commander.” Yuder said as she patted his head and stroked his back.
Kishiar felt all his worries vanish as he did, face buried between Yuder’s mounds and hands even touching them, squeezing them like Jimmy often would. So soft. Better than even the finest Sun Palace pillows. Warm like the sun…
Kishiar unconsciously mouthed at them as he slept.
-
Kishiar should have been more careful. He knew his energies were going out of control, dangerously and wildly so. He knew that his condition was at its worst.
He knew that the second genders that the Red Stone gave could sometimes turn a person more… animalistic, primal in nature. Sometimes, it wasn’t only in mating cycles, ‘heats’ so to speak. Sometimes, second gender instincts activated outside of a heat.
But this time, his second gender instinct as an alpha must have activated and gave him an early heat.
As his mind relaxed, he couldn’t help but think of the temptations and fantasies that he once suppressed deep inside him. He couldn’t help but feel the possessiveness, the obsession, the burning desire and lust. In his dreams, always so full of Yuder, he couldn’t help but harden against that crotch that he was right perfectly atop of as he laid atop of Yuder. His fingers toyed with her nipples through the cloth, his hands squeezed firmly like a strong Swordmaster’s, his mouth sucked at the fabric.
In his dreams, he heard her noises and felt some wetness.
He smelled her scent blossoming.
Peach.
It didn’t used to have a flavor, but now she was smelling like a peach tree full of ripened fruit. There was one big and fat juicy peach dangling just above him.
Kishiar lunged up like a jumping lion to catch and bite one.
Yuder gasped, the heat burning anew as he bit her neck and gnawed on it, teasing out more of its juicy scent and sucking voraciously on it.
The fire within them flared.
And soon, they both were taking off each other’s clothes, the fire within them impassioned.
Omega, Kishiar’s alpha finally distinguished. Yuder didn’t have a second gender, but Kishiar claimed possessively with many bites, his hands, his whole being – Yuder was his omega.
Kishiar gripped Yuder’s fat breasts tightly as he fucked her just as pleasant bottom. She took him so wonderfully, screaming in pleasure like how Kishiar’s entire being was despite how pained it felt just hours ago. Kishiar chased the feeling of ecstasy, of relief, of love and survival.
When he spilled into her and her depths drank his seed wonderfully, Kishiar bit down and drunk from her breasts as well. The milk was too good, a panacea to all his being. It refilled him. It whet his appetite. It charged his veins with energy and not the unstable energy that was destroying him, but something that was far better, far stronger, healing and invigorating.
He drunk voraciously as he fucked her with that vitalizing energy, instinctively wanting her to produce more. He drunk at her like she was the fountain of eternal life and he was a thirsty, starving man who would literally die without her.
She made more noises under him. He strove to make her make more, like him whose body was calling out for her constantly.
-
A week later, he snapped out of heat to find himself buried into her, not only knot but balls and all.
When he accidentally pushed himself up from her body – or tried to but couldn’t leave because of his knot – he felt his bulge under his hand and the mess he made inside of her navel slosh and try to leak. But his cock plugged all of it in, obsessively not even letting a drop escape from how big he was.
He was so big that even with her belly fat with come, he could still see his outline.
Tempting. Kishiar was tempted again, twitching with want.
Kishiar smacked himself in the head. What was he thinking? He just-
“Nnngh.” Yuder made a sound and Kishiar instantly froze. He must have woken her up from trying to pull out, but what was he going to say?
“Yuder,” Kishiar began to apologize. “I’m sorry.”
Kishiar wanted to say more, but everything sounded like excuses in his head. His precious Sul Division Commander had trusted him and yet he took advantage of her to ravage her like a monster. Sure, he was dreaming and then entered a heat because of his unstable condition (and she might have also just manifested as an omega and went into her first heat as well), but still!
Kishiar felt horrible… until Yuder took his hands and placed them on her breasts again. Part of Kishiar ‘healed’, relaxing into the soft mounds.
Most of Kishiar stared at her.
“Are you still feeling unwell?” Yuder asked in concern. “I heard breastmilk could heal better, but you still seem very pale.”
Kishiar felt like Kanna and pretty much everyone had all those months ago.
“Um… Yuder, I…” Kishiar tried to explain himself, especially in terms that someone like Yuder might be able to understand. “I’m sorry that I took advantage of you.” In a smaller voice, Kishiar confessed his guilt. “And raped you.”
Yuder blinked. “Kanna said that ‘rape’ means unwanted touches too, but I didn’t mind.” Kishiar’s mind exploded into a dozen fireworks and blooming flowers that were once wilted, but then watered and revitalized. “Touching a woman’s breasts can heal and make kids grow.” Yuder said like she had before when explaining what she was doing with Jimmy those months ago. Then, she added like an afterthought. “Men too.”
And then, Kishiar sputtered. Wait. Seriously, who taught Yuder all this and how did this somehow escape the lecture Kanna and the others must have given her in private? Kishiar perceptively didn’t call it nonsense or call out the person who might have taught Yuder this, having sensed from that time that it might be someone important to Yuder – a ‘wise’ relative who might have liked joking too much with Yuder when she was little perhaps? – but Kishiar had many questions. And things to address.
“Yuder, ‘men growing’ is different from kids growing and doesn’t excuse what I did-” Kishiar was about to say seriously and give Yuder some more ‘sex talk’, but then Yuder said as she cupped her hands around Kishiar’s, causing them to close and squeeze her breasts.
“I wanted to heal you, and you wanted to feel better. I heard fondling could make them produce more breastmilk, but this was faster. You look like you could drink more, but you do look better.” Yuder concluded after examining him for a while.
And while Kishiar was feeling many things – especially at the reminder that his body was definitely feeling lots better and Kishiar wanted to hug Yuder so much because of that – Kishiar’s mind caught on one specific thing.
Ignoring the reason why Jimmy might have been fondling Yuder’s breasts with Yuder’s permission and maybe encouragement… Even ignoring how Yuder said that Kishiar could drink more of her wonderful milk…
The way to produce breastmilk outside of certain herbs and routine stimulation was… pregnancy.
While Kishiar was aware of how full he had made Yuder of his seed and how he was still hard and plugging her with his knot, it was another thing to hear the confirmation of a certain theory that had been lurking just under the surface of his mind.
“Are you pregnant?” Kishiar echoed his thoughts.
Yuder considered herself, probably thinking of how she had been thoroughly mated and plugged with wet seed too. Then, she said, “Touching a woman’s breasts can heal and…”
“Make kids grow.” Kishiar finished before groaning. It was Yuder’s grandfather who taught her all this, wasn’t it? According to the investigation Kishiar had his Peletta Knights doing on all his recruits, Yuder was raised by her grandfather until he died when she was 13. Then, Yuder had been living alone in the mountains until she traveled to the capital to join his Arcane Legion upon hearing that they were recruiting. Rather than the sex talk, wasn’t this all just talk to encourage his isolated recluse of a granddaughter to one day have children and raise grandchildren to him?
But maybe it could be serious talk considering how Yuder truly was the only woman that Kishiar knew who could literally heal with her breasts and breastmilk.
Whichever it was, Kishiar needed to have a serious talk with Yuder.
Of course, after asking Yuder very serious questions that could not be misinterpreted in some Yuder-like way.
-
An hour later, Kishiar was nearly bouncing on the couch in glee.
Yuder was okay with courtship! Yuder was okay with the idea of marrying him! Yuder was okay with being his!
Kishiar was unfortunately going to have to share her breasts and breastmilk with Keilusa – which Yuder was thankfully fine with when Kishiar asked her if she could help heal Keilusa whose condition was just as bad, maybe even worse – but Kishiar was alive and engaged with his first love at first sight!
Kishiar even got her to agree that Jimmy doesn’t need to grow anymore. That kid was already growing from good meals in the Arcane Legion cafeteria, consistent training that he was already used to and could be healed in the infirmary even if he got hurt, and having manifested as an alpha days ago.
If Kishiar couldn’t fondle his fiancé’s breasts in public all the time, that devilish kid wasn’t allowed to either!
Kishiar happily held Yuder – with explicit permission this time – and kissed her as she overflowed with him again. Although he should leave some for his sick brother, Kishiar also drank hungrily from Yuder’s breasts, making her cry out more from the stimulation on her sensitive nips.
The milk was so good. His fiancé was so beautiful. Kishiar considered keeping her pregnant forever as he thrusted into her being with abandon. Although his head was clear, he felt like he was in heat again from how much he wanted to have her.
-
A day later, after addressing Nathan and everyone’s concern about their Commander and Sul Division Commander who went missing for a week (but thanks to Nathan covering Kishiar even if his lord may have done something bad while in despair, no one truly knew what had happened in the office), Kishiar watched Keilusa spit blood.
Keilusa had been waiting for a long time to hear the results of Kishiar’s last mission, only to hear this.
“You got a girl pregnant?!” Keilusa yelled at him. “And your own subordinate?!”
Keilusa’s butler, Yuliver, tried frantically to fan Keilusa, make him calming tea with leaves personally grown by his wife Faria, and lower his blood pressure.
Keilusa shook with anger. To think that he had been worried over his dying little brother for a week because, yes, that was what his ‘missing little brother’s subordinates that went with him on that horrible mission suspected that his little brother might be, only to hear this!!
He knocked up a girl! His own subordinate too!
There was nothing that Kishiar could have told him that was worse.
It got worse.
“You want me to do what?!” Keilusa yelled after hearing the next things to come out of his little brother’s mouth.
-
Keilusa had nearly kicked him out of the office, crossed him off the family tree, and exiled him back to Peletta Duchy while giving Yuder his position as Commander in compensation, but it was true that Kishiar was alive and healthy. Even shining with a bright smile and glowing skin like a man who truly did spend a week in bed with the person he loved.
Fortunately, Kishiar answered the rest of his questions and explained everything with a serious expression.
To Keilusa’s relief, Kishiar did not look completely happy at sharing his fiancé. That meant that he truly loved her.
His little brother who had been single until now was actually in love and wanting to get married with someone. This, more than the Red Stone, made the world seem surreal.
“I’ll have to talk to Faria.” Keilusa said after listening seriously to Kishiar’s solution to his condition now that the Red Stone was off limits until they could understand it better and prevent what had happened to Kishiar.
Kishiar smiled as he nodded. Even if everything didn’t go as he wanted, Kishiar would be just glad for those two talking to each other. Keilusa and Faria were like his role models – a loving couple who supported each other. Kishiar wanted that with Yuder as well.
“Yes. Then I’ll await the good news.” Kishiar said before teasing his brother as a little brother should. “I don’t think Faria would have a problem with it.”
Keilusa kicked him out of his office.
Kishiar happily went back to Yuder who was helping him with now three weeks worth of paperwork to be done. Just organizing it because unfortunately, they were on his desk because no one but him could officially sign or reply to them. But Kishiar happily thought about his fiancé’s hard work, even his fiancé’s beauty as she worked in the office, and he thought that he wouldn’t mind being in the office forever if Yuder was there with him.
Yuder was truly the best. Kishiar wasn’t wrong for falling for her at first sight and then always watching her like a sunflower to the sun.
-
As Kishiar predicted, Faria didn’t mind at all. Faria enthusiastically welcomed her future sister-in-law into her palace, even wanted to help milk her for her husband.
Faria was truly amazing and Keilusa’s compliment.
Kishiar watched happily as the three got along.
And then after the lunch and tea, Kishiar lustfully helped them hold Yuder’s breasts and drink from them.
And he kissed her enthusiastically when his dying older brother was finally not dying anymore.
(Faria and Keilusa might have too, so happy of that fact as well.)