Top Tier Perversion: Dual Cultivate Secretly

"I’m starting..."

Saying so, while still being under the blanket, Vincent got on top of Vivienne.

He pinned his hands to the side like he did with Anastasia and leaned close to his mother’s face, just an inch shy from kissing her.

His eyes met hers.

He could not see any signs of embarrassment on her face.

Vivienne was calm on the outside but deep down, she wondered whether her son was about to re-enact everything he did with his maid.

"We had a pleasant conversation and kept kissing in this position."

Vincent did not kiss Vivienne yet.

"But then, just as I..."

Vincent kissed Vivienne’s cheek, making her genuinely have a tingle run across her body.

If she wasn’t so strong, she would’ve squirmed like Anastasia.

Vincent slightly lifted his face and kissed her other cheek, ensuring he went over her lips but never touched it.

He then moved his hand downward and pulled her thin nightgown down.

Vivienne’s boobs were much bigger and sprawled out more dramatically than Anastasia’s.

She continued to stare at her son, not saying a word more, while Vincent saw no resistance and continued.

He kept kissing her cheeks and moved his hand further down to lift her nightgown.

Just as it was lifted slightly, he expected his mother to stop him, but she didn’t.

Vincent stopped voluntarily and said while looking at her, "It was this point that she stopped me."

He tried to be plot-accurate and didn’t rush to do something else.

"She said that I couldn’t deflower her and then I..."

Vincent backed away a bit, then made Vivienne’s hands wrap around him and got back in place.

He then explained how Anastasia had said they couldn’t do it because Vivienne asked them not to.

Vivienne had no idea how to feel about it.

On one hand she understood how difficult it must’ve been for the couple to control themselves, but when Vincent continued and spoke about the back door, all her sympathy for them vanished.

She narrowed her eyes while staring at her son.

Didn’t he get a good deal anyway? She almost felt she made a wrong choice, but her worries were naught.

Vincent could feel the stare and said, "Naughty girls get punished..."

He coughed lightly.

"...is what I said to her and then..."

He went down and maintained eye contact with her, then bit her nipple and pinched her other one.

Vivienne let out a soft moan.

"Yes. This happened the same. No, wait, something’s wrong."

Vincent tried recalling.

He realized what went wrong.

He shook his head and continued, "Actually I got down first, then..."

He placed Vivienne’s seductive pink pearl between his teeth.

"Naughty girls get punished, I said while in this position and then I did..."

He bit her nipple and sucked it hard, eliciting another moan from Vivienne.

For a while, Vincent kept licking, sucking, and playing with the milkers that rightfully belonged to him.

Vivienne breathed heavily and let him be, despite knowing what was happening.

Vincent stopped fooling around and looked at his mother again.

"Anyway, all of this was fine, but then when I did this..."

He went deeper under the blanket, not visible to Vivienne anymore.

But Vivienne felt her nightgown getting lifted.

Soon, she felt a cold and soft sensation in between her legs and widened her eyes in surprise.

She took the blanket off and saw Vincent’s face planted in between her legs.

Through the moonlight, Vincent had a close look at his mother’s secret garden.

It was a neatly trimmed bush, and her lips were shyly closed, no different than a young girl’s radiating the youthful beauty.

Vincent hurriedly kissed them and had a taste, afraid that he was going to be kicked out of her room soon.

He tasted chrysanthemums and a citrusy sweetness.

Her shy folds were parted by his lewd tongue and he kept licking the love juice dripping out of her.

Vivienne slightly knitted her brows as she watched him.

’He can kiss those lips but he draws a line at giving his mother a proper lip-kiss? He’s gotten quite naughty and unruly...’

Vincent stopped after a bit and looked up at Vivienne, saying, "One thing went wrong."

"Something went wrong even at this stage?" Vivienne made a slightly surprised expression.

Vincent shook his head. "No, not with Anastasia while doing this, but like she tried to crush my face with her thighs and pushed me deeper. We couldn’t recreate that, so that’s what went wrong."

Vivienne: "..."

It was at this moment Vivienne realized that she had fully lost control of the situation. She was now dancing along her son’s rhythm.

Vincent smiled and shook his hand. "No biggie. An adaptation usually has some changes..."

Vincent was referring to animated movies getting live action adaptations. Even with multiple contexts, an aristocrat like Vivienne would not understand it, but he said it anyway.

"Anyway, after this I did this and then something changed..."

Vincent went down and licked Vivienne’s wrinkled flower.

Vivienne unknowingly clasped her legs around Vincent’s head.

Vincent was in bliss.

He kept licking her until she eventually loosened her hold.

He got off, then went to lay beside his mother, smiling.

"I don’t know what happened to her, but she quickly switched positions after this and got on top of me, then she took off my clothes and then whatever remained of hers, then folded them and placed them on the side tables. You know what happened next? She actually pulled out a vial of some strange liquid from the bottom drawer. I didn’t even know my drawer had such a lewd thing."

Vincent shook his head.

"I swear, mom. I am as innocent as I look, I can’t possibly keep such a vial."

Vivienne forced herself to stop rolling her eyes.

She gently tapped Vincent’s forehead, and he cried out as he felt the pain.

"Ow, what was that for?"

"Are you done?" Vivienne asked. "You’ve said so much yet also said nothing to answer my question, my dear."

Vincent rubbed his forehead and replied, "I was getting there. But then I’m not sure if it’s even appropriate to do that."

For the first time in a long time, Vivienne felt a vein pop on her forehead.

Her moods were always stable, and she was a calm and reserved lady.

She was also a good mother to her two children and always looked after their welfare. Even when they caused trouble, she wasn’t annoyed or angry.

But right now...

"Vincent."

Vincent was startled.

He looked at his mother’s expression. She was smiling but not smiling at all!

He tried to get out of bed but Vivienne held him in place.

"My sweet, sweet boy, you mustn’t hide anything from mommy."

She smiled and then traced a finger across his face.

"Go on... give mommy a complete explanation until the very end."

"..."

Vincent, as of this very moment, realized... he awakened a monster that should have never seen the light of the day...

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A/N: Many have of you wished for shorter Chapters, so I’ll be writing short Chapters like this. The above scene would’ve been completed in one Chapter but the Chapter would’ve been long, so I am writing it in two Chapters now. I’m sorry guys, but it’s your wish.

I won’t write unnecessary fillers, but smut is central to the novel and will occupy around 30% of the novel. The rest are plot.

Thank you for your understanding!

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