Chapter 731: So Big, So Thick
By now, they had climbed about forty percent of the way up, the ground far below them. Olivia glanced down and gasped softly at the view before looking back at her son.
“You know…this reminds of how mother monkeys used to carry their babies up tall trees like this. The babies couldn’t climb, so they’d cling to their mothers for dear life.”
Kafka chuckled. “So you’re saying right now we’re like a pair of monkeys?”
“Yes…” She said with a little laugh. “Except the only difference here is…you’re the one carrying . If we reversed roles and I was the one climbing with you hanging on, I don’t think we’d even get a centiter off the ground.”
He smirked. “That’s for sure. It’s better this way.”
Olivia pouted slightly. “It’s not that bad! It’s just…you’re too grown up and heavy now. Back in the day, when you were just a little baby, I was the one carrying you everywhere, in a blanket, no less. Back then, I was the mother monkey and you were the baby monkey.”
“And now it’s all reversed, huh?” Kafka murmured with a soft smile.
“Yes.” She whispered.
“Don’t worry about it.” He said warmly. “I’m just paying you back for all the love and care you gave . I’ll be the mother this ti…and carry you wherever you want to go.”
Olivia blinked, surprised at his tenderness, before her lips curved into a cheeky smile. “Careful what you say, Kafi…if you promise sothing like that, I really will take advantage of it. I’ll ask you to carry to the market, the park, maybe even from the living room to the kitchen.”
Kafka chuckled, his muscles flexing as he continued his steady climb. “I wouldn’t mind at all. Call anyti, and I’ll be right there to scoop you up and carry you away.”
Olivia smirked playfully. “Usually delivery drivers or chauffeurs expect so kind of paynt. What about you? What’s your price?”
Kafka’s grin turned wicked. “Your hugs are more than enough for .”
She raised a brow suspiciously. “Just hugs?”
“Maybe a little more than hugs…” He teased, his voice dipping lower. “Sotis I’ll expect to grope your cute ass while I’m at it.”
“Kafi!” Olivia laughed, smacking his shoulder lightly as her face flushed crimson.
“You’re so cheeky all the ti…” She murmured, tugging gently at his cheeks with her hands as she clung to him.
As they climbed higher, Olivia’s eyes drifted downward for a brief mont, and imdiately, her breath caught in her throat.
The ground was so far below now that the trees themselves seed like miniature bushes scattered across a green carpet. The sight of such a steep drop sent an involuntary shiver racing through her body.
Kafka imdiately noticed her stiffen and tilted his head slightly to glance at her. “Hm? Mom, are you scared?” He asked softly.
Olivia hesitated for a mont before giving a small, reluctant nod. “Slightly…” She admitted in a quiet voice. “It’s not that I’m afraid of heights exactly, but…seeing the ground so far away like this…it’s making my stomach flip a little.”
Kafka let out a small, amused laugh, though his eyes softened as he looked at her. “Don’t worry about it. You’re perfectly safe.”
She peeked up at him nervously. “That’s easy for you to say…”
But Kafka shook his head gently, his voice steady and confident. “No, really. Even if you were to jump off this tree right now, I’d catch you before you even touched the ground. I’d make sure you landed safely without a single scratch.”
The way he said it, so casual yet so unwavering, made Olivia’s chest feel oddly warm. A strange calm washed over her, as if the fear that had been clinging to her heart had been swept away. ‘He really ans it…she realized. He makes feel so safe…’
With a small, content sigh, she rested her cheek against his shoulder and wrapped her arms more tightly around his neck, hugging him close as he continued the climb.
Kafka chuckled softly at her behavior. “Careful, Mom. If you get too comfortable, you’ll end up falling asleep on .”
“Maybe I will.” Olivia murmured teasingly, her voice muffled against his shirt.
Not long after, Kafka’s voice perked up with a touch of excitent. “Alright…we’re here. Open your eyes, Mom. Look over, we’ve reached the top.”
Hearing that, Olivia blinked her eyes open and gasped softly as her gaze took in the sight around her.
All around them, the landscape stretched out endlessly in every direction.
Below them, an ocean of green treetops rippled gently in the breeze, the leaves shimring like eralds under the golden sunlight.
Beyond the forest, rolling valleys unfolded like waves, dotted with wildflowers that painted the fields with soft bursts of color.
In the distance, majestic mountains stood tall and proud, their peaks capped with green shrubbery, and further still, the horizon seed to blend into the heavens. The sun hung low in the sky, its warm rays spilling over her skin like liquid gold, illuminating everything in a breathtaking glow.
Olivia’s lips parted slightly in awe. “It’s…incredible…” She whispered, almost as if speaking louder would shatter the mont.
Kafka smiled at her reaction, a spark of pride in his eyes. “It really is, isn’t it? And to think…if you’d refused my offer earlier, you wouldn’t be seeing this right now.”
Olivia nodded slowly, her eyes never leaving the stunning view.
“You’re right…You’re absolutely right.” A small, thoughtful smile crept across her lips. “It really does pay off to be adventurous sotis…If I hadn’t gone along with you, I would’ve missed out on sothing so beautiful.”
Kafka peeked over her shoulder to look at the landscape with her. “See? Told you I’d make it worth it.”
She chuckled softly, about to comnt further, but then suddenly stiffened as a strange sensation brushed against her crotch. Her face flushed pink in an instant.
“Uh…Kafi?” She murmured awkwardly, her voice almost a squeak.
“Hm? What’s wrong?” He asked innocently.
She cleared her throat, trying to sound calm despite her growing embarrassnt. “Your…um, your phone. I think it’s poking in…a rather strange place.” She shifted slightly in his arms. “Maybe you should, uh…move it aside or sothing.”
For a brief mont, Kafka’s expression froze in mild confusion. Then, a slow, devious grin spread across his face.
“Oh…about that…” He said smoothly, his voice dropping into a teasing tone. “I actually left my phone behind. My pockets are empty right now.”
Olivia blinked, confused. “W-What…?” She whispered faintly.
“That’s not my phone.” Kafi said with maddening calm, almost amused at her naivety.
And in that instant, realization slamd into her like a thunderclap. Her eyes widened, her breath hitching as heat exploded across her cheeks and burned down to her chest.
Not…not a phone?
Her mind stuttered, but as the truth sank in, it struck her with a dizzying, almost shaful clarity.
‘O-Of course it’s not a phone…What was I thinking?!’
Phones weren’t like this. A phone wasn’t this big. Wasn’t this thick…Didn’t have this heavy, almost oppressive weight pressing against her so intimately that her body couldn’t help but register every contour, every inch of its presence.
‘This…This is his penis.’
The thought hit her like a tidal wave, knocking the breath from her lungs. And worse, her thoughts didn’t stop there. They spiraled, fast and filthy, before she could slam on the brakes.
‘Of course it’s his. It makes perfect sense now. Sothing this massive, this solid, this impossibly full, only his could feel like this.’
Her heart hamred as her lips parted in a barely audible gasp.
‘It’s so thick I can feel the shape even through the layers of clothes. So heavy it’s like it’s resting there deliberately, forcing to notice. No man should be built like this, and yet…he is.’
A shaful heat coiled in her belly, her thighs clenching tight as her body betrayed her completely. ‘Oh my…how does he even walk around with this? How would sothing this huge even…’
Her thoughts faltered for a split second, then darkened further with a terrifying, sinful edge. ‘If it feels like this just pressed against , what would it feel like inside?’
A shiver shot through her as her nails dug into his shirt. ‘No, stop. Stop thinking about it! What’s wrong with ?!’
Her face burned so hot she thought steam might co off her skin as she buried herself deeper into his chest, trying to erase the wicked images now seared into her mind.
‘And to think…I compared it to a phone. How utterly stupid. How insulting. His isn’t anything like a phone. It’s on another level entirely. So big…so thick…’
Her stomach flipped violently as mortification finally caught up to her.
‘Oh God…I’m admiring it like so depraved girl in heat. What’s happening to ?’
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