Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 1286: You’re a new species… A Progenitor!

Xara sighed, seeing Aether’s broken expression… Really, it wasn’t Aether’s problem… Well, it was kind of his, but surely she couldn’t point that out.

She had already heard the story of his lonely life, where his girlfriend abandoned him simply for being infertile and… how he had been left shattered, mentally scarred, suffering endlessly with no one to catch him when he fell.

Tsk! She should have shut her damn mouth instead of running it like that!

If only her tongue hadn’t slipped, if only she had bitten back those careless words…

Aether lunged back into the chair as if her voice itself was poison… His shoulders sank, his head dropped, and the silence around him grew unbearable.

Xara immediately rushed to him and wrapped her arms around him tightly, clinging as though she could glue his broken pieces together.

“It’s not what you think it is… You are perfectly fine,” she whispered, her voice trembling but warm, trying to pierce through the storm in his mind.

Aether’s hands trembled as his eyes grew slightly teary, her words still not reaching him… as a nightmare of those ugly memories suddenly echoed in his mind.

Every insult, every curse, every reminder of his supposed worthlessness crackled in the darkness like burning coals.

A curse that could not be lifted no matter where he went or how desperately he tried to forget… those curse words still echoed, still clung to his soul, refusing to leave him.

Seeing him not responding to her, Xara immediately pulled him deeper into her bosom and hugged him softly, pressing his trembling face into her warmth.

“Come on, Aether… you have changed a lot… You have grown, you’ve endured, and you’ve seen the worst… just listen to me first, please,” she murmured, her voice breaking between firmness and affection.

Aether didn’t respond… Seeing that, she sighed, her chest tightening with frustration and helpless love.

Then, with her face burning crimson, she hesitated for only a heartbeat before blushing harder. She unbuttoned her top, her fingers fumbling yet determined, pulling free the soft swell of her breasts from her bra before pressing them into his face!

Especially his mouth! The heat of her skin pressed against his lips, the scent of her body surrounding him.

“HMFFF!!”

Aether flinched when he felt something soft and tender slip into his mouth.

The taste—sweet, warm, and faintly intoxicating—spread across his tongue. He blinked, snapping out of his suffocating thoughts, his eyes lifting to hers in shock.

She was blushing furiously, her cheeks burning like fire, yet her gaze carried a softness that was almost divine, a motherly glow laced with the heat of womanly desire.

As she ruffled his hair gently, whispering with trembling lips, “You see… a woman’s milk makes a child calm down.” Her voice quivered, but her hands guided him firmly, pushing her nipple deeper into his mouth.

Aether blinked, his chest tightening, before softly smiling. And without hesitation… he closed his lips and sucked her nipple, drawing in her essence with quiet need.

“Hmmm~”

Xara hummed, a shiver running through her, her expression flickering between pain and pleasure. There was a slight sting in her chest, as if she were feeding a big baby—yet the way he sucked was not childish at all.

Aether’s other hand slid up with trembling need, softly fondling her other breast. His fingers pinched, twisted, and pulled, drawing more milk as the white droplets trickled from the peak, wetting his hand.

Xara’s body trembled violently, but she bit her lip and held back, desperately controlling her hormones. Her mind screamed of desire, but her only thought—her only excuse—was to calm him down… nothing else!!

Her breath came uneven, her chest rising against his face… her heart thundering!!

Aether, seeing her trembling reaction, hearing the shaky moans slipping past her lips, pulled his mouth free with a wet pop. His lips glistened, covered with white droplets as he muttered, voice low and husky, “Still… am I a child?” He asked, his tone carrying an amused edge.

Xara softly chuckled through her uneven breath, ruffling his hair with trembling fingers, muttering, “Well, you look like one now—NNGG~!”

Her words broke into a cry as his teeth sank into her nipple, harder this time. She flinched, her body arching, before glaring down at Aether with a pouting expression that was more sensual than scolding, her lips trembling between pain and a dangerous kind of pleasure.

Aether chuckled, saying, “Well, it does calm me down… I think.” He said this as he sucked her nipple even more hungrily. He wasn’t sure whether he was truly into this, but… drinking her felt oddly close, as though their bond deepened without even doing the deed.

In a strange way, it felt more intimate than anything else they had ever shared.

Heck, Aether’s heart was beating faster… and a faint red hue painted his cheeks, though he tried to hide it behind his amused expression.

Xara didn’t care for his little naughty gestures; she simply stared at him as he slowly calmed down, ruffling his hair softly. Of course, she noticed that bulge pressing against his pants, practically displayed as if he wanted her to see it.

But… nope!

She wasn’t falling for it. Even if she wanted to test the waters, she definitely wasn’t going to let him push it further.

After a while, Aether felt like his stomach had been filled, as though the warmth inside him spread beyond his body. He calmed down… Honestly, he was surprised to realise how truly relaxed he felt. His mind was quiet, his chest lighter, and… strangely enough, his body followed.

Even his shaft had calmed down—without even being touched!

Something about her milk was really dangerous… and frighteningly comforting.

Anyway…

“You calm now?” she asked with a motherly tone, gently ruffling his hair. Aether nodded softly, though his lips still gave a tender lick to her nipple, savoring the sweet nectar dripping from it.

She then spoke again with that calming voice, “As I said before… there is nothing wrong with you. You understand that, right?”

Aether nodded with a slightly weak expression, though his eyes seemed uncertain.

Xara then added softly, choosing her words with care, “It’s just that we… women don’t have the ability to bear your child.”

Aether blinked, frowning. “What do you mean? ~Lick~” he asked, his tongue brushing against her protruding nipple as he spoke.

Xara took a deep breath before answering, her voice hushed but firm, “Due to the energies in your semen… it’s kind of impossible for a woman to bear your child.”

Aether’s frown deepened, his voice breaking, “Did something happen to them? D-Did they suffer? Did they have a problem?”

Xara shook her head firmly. “Again… here, nobody has a problem. The problem is… how can I say it? Hmmm…” she muttered, struggling to find the right words.

Because no matter how she phrased it, Aether would inevitably take it as his fault. And if she dared point to the women, he would be devastated too… after all, he knew too well the pain of being unable to provide a child.

This was something delicate, a truth wrapped in thorns… she could not just blurt it out like an idiot.

After all, Aether was really weak on this point.

Hmm…

Just then, she frowned, before something snapped in her mind, and she spoke with an amused expression,

“Let me ask you… what do you think if a big fish… like a whale, wanted to have offspring with a small fish, like a golden fish?”

Aether blinked when he heard the absurdity of her words. His face twisted in disgust and horror… the poor golden fish, even compared to the size of the freaking whale’s dick.

He looked at her with a horrified expression, “How in the hell would the dick even enter into its pussy?”

Xara’s lips twitched. “Let’s not talk about that part… I’m just saying hypothetically—”

“But that’s freaking impossible… the poor golden fish would die!!”

Xara sighed before scratching her head and said, “Well then, just say we artificially inseminated the golden fish with the whale’s semen.”

Aether nodded slowly… now that made some sense. Wait… sense?

Aether’s face turned horrified. “No way in hell that could provide offspring. They’re completely different species—it’s impossible to create life from that…” His words trailed off, as if the meaning of her example finally struck him.

Xara smiled faintly and ruffled his hair.

She did her best, right?

Here, nobody had a problem… the problem was simply the two of them trying to join together.

Aether blinked as he muttered, looking into her eyes, “We… are different?”

Xara nodded softly. “Yeah… in a way, we are different.”

Aether’s face turned strange, confused, his thoughts tangling. “But… I’ve seen even a Lich and a normal woman giving birth to a child!”

Xara hummed. “Yes, because they were still within the same kind of biological group—”

“Even though a Lich didn’t have a dick?” Aether asked with a confused expression. Come to think of it… he had always wondered.

How in the world did Nyx’s mother have her, since her father was a Lich?

As far as he knew, Liches didn’t have a dick… Should he ask Nyx about this?

’Hey Nyx, did your father have dick to fuck your mother’s pussy?’… that was strange to ask your wife, right?

Xara shrugged lightly. “Maybe they used some magical penis to do it?” she said honestly, not entirely sure how to answer that question. “But anyway, you understand what I mean now, right?”

Aether nodded, a slow, reluctant acceptance in his eyes. “Yeah…”

Xara’s face turned amused,

“I mean… you’re something entirely new. Look at yourself—your image, your blood, your presence… You’re not just a man, Aether.

You’re a new species.

A Progenitor!

And if we ever wanted to have a child, we’d need a womb strong enough to hold yours. Otherwise…” She suddenly turned silent, her throat tightening.

“What?” Aether frowned, sensing the weight she was about to drop.

Xara hesitated, her gaze softening with a trace of fear. Finally, she sighed and said, her voice direct,

“It’s impossible to get pregnant in the first place. But if by some miracle it did happen… we’d have only two possibilities:

Either we die, unable to bear the child… or we die giving birth to a child with ninety-five percent defectiveness.” Her tone was heavy at the end, every word sharpened with brutal clarity.

Aether’s face turned blank… death of his beloveds? Defectiveness? The very thought made his chest tighten until it hurt.