I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

She wasn’t gullible. Not anymore. After everything that had happened today, she finally understood that he wasn’t the innocent, harmless guy he pretended to be. Beneath that calm exterior was raw hunger, and right now, it was all directed at her.

He wanted her. Badly. That much was undeniably clear.

”Yes… I know…” she admitted. ”But… don’t say something too overwhelming. We can’t do those things,” she managed to say.

Just as she finished speaking, Julian pushed a small but concentrated amount of his mana like a rocket. It shot straight for the wall with blinding intensity and upon contact, a small hole formed at the center of the barrier.

Olivia’s eyes widened in pure surprise. A rush of power flooded through her, making her body tremble violently.

”Yes… I am close,” she whispered, hoping he would help her again and push her through completely.

But he did not.

He lowered the flow of his mana now, and the exchange continued in a frustrating stalemate. The power hovered just at the edge, teasing her with the promise of breakthrough but refusing to deliver it.

Olivia groaned in disappointment. He was toying with her, and yet, she had no option other than to be toyed.

”What… do you want?” she asked in defeat.

Julian pinched both of her nipples at the same time, making her flinch.

”You,” he said simply. ”I want all of you.”

That made Olivia’s whole body freeze in shock. She had kind of expected it, but hearing it from him so boldly was something else entirely. The words hung in the air like a heavy weight, pressing down on her chest and making it hard to breathe.

But as if cutting her wilding thoughts, Julian spoke again.

”But that would be too much, right Mother?” he continued, his voice calm and almost gentle. ”At the end of the day, I am your son.”

Her breath eased just a fraction at that. The tight knot in her chest loosened slightly as she let herself believe, even for a second, that he was pulling back.

Did he also realize that some lines are not meant to be crossed?

For a brief moment, she felt a spark of hope that he truly understood the gravity of what they were doing. Maybe he was just as aware as she was of the boundary they were dangerously close to breaking.

But just as she had consoled herself, he continued.

”So I want you to do something that you can actually do. I want you to get on your knees and pleasure me. That’s all.”

Olivia’s heart slammed against her ribs. For a moment she could not even believe what she was hearing. Was he actually saying that? Was her own son really speaking those words to her?

Getting on her knees was not the problem. But pleasuring him... that was the same as saying she had to play with his manhood. The very thought made her stomach twist violently with a storm of emotions. Shame burned through her chest. Disbelief clouded her mind. And beneath it all lingered a strange, unwanted heat that refused to fade, no matter how hard she tried to push it away.

What kind of situation did I get stuck in? she thought to herself, her mind spinning.

She had come here to help her son heal. How had it turned into this? A possible situation where she had to pleasure her own son.

But that thought did not stay long.

She was pulled back by the sensation of another crack forming in the wall inside her core. She had to survive this somehow.

And somehow, as twisted as it was, this new demand sounded slightly more plausible and doable than the first one. The one where he had confessed, without shame, that he wanted her completely.

Compared to that, getting on her knees and pleasuring him felt like a narrower, more contained sin. Still wrong. Still horrifying. But perhaps something she could endure without losing herself entirely.

A dark suspicion bloomed in her mind. Maybe Kraven had planned this all along. Maybe he knew exactly how disgusted and terrified she would feel at the thought of giving herself to him completely. So he had deliberately thrown the more extreme demand at her first, letting it shock and horrify her, only to follow it with this ”lesser” request. A calculated move that left her with almost no real choice but to accept it.

For a moment, a new emotion developed inside her.

Fear.

Fear of how cunning her own son had become. Fear of how unknown he was to her now. The man standing behind her was no longer the reckless, impulsive Kraven she had known. He was something sharper, something more dangerous. And that realization terrified her.

She gritted her teeth and finally said:

”Only once. I’ll do it.”

Julian smiled triumphantly behind her.

”As you wish, Mother,” he said, his voice smooth and satisfied. ”Though I would not mind if you say you will do it multiple times.”

Olivia rolled her eyes at that.

”But not now,” she added quickly. ”Everyone is waiting for us at the hall. We need to finish this and join them. Otherwise, they will be suspicious.”

Julian nodded. She had a point.

”That’s fine by me,” he said. ”Do you prefer I come to you, or perhaps you would come to me this night?”

Olivia’s heart wavered at the casual way he spoke about it. As if this was something normal. As if arranging a secret meeting with his own mother for such an act was just another part of their day.

She remained silent for a long moment. The idea of doing it — of getting on her knees for him — filled her with fresh shame. But she had already agreed. And the breakthrough was so close. She could not back out now.

”Tonight,” she whispered finally. ”Come to my room after the meeting ends. The Duke will be busy with the envoy. We… we will have time.”

Julian’s smile widened. He gave her breasts one final, slow squeeze before slowly releasing them. His hands then slid down her sides and he adjusted her gown back into place with surprising gentleness.

”As you wish, Mother,” he murmured. ”I look forward to it.”