I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Chapter 235: Path to Arch Mage - [half - r18]

Her hands moved to cup his balls, gently massaging them as she took him deeper into her mouth.

Julian could feel it, the way she eagerly sucked, the wet rhythm of her mouth making it clear she was loving every second of it. Her movements were greedy, almost possessive, as if she couldnʼt get enough.

Eleanor felt his cock swell her mouth. She increased her pace, eager to taste his cum. ”Cu...cum for me,” she mumbled, her voice muffled around his cock.

Julianʼs eyes snapped open, locking onto hers with raw need. His breath came in ragged gasps, and with one final thrust, he buried himself deep in her mouth, his body tensing as he came hard.

”Take it all, baby,” he growled, the words slipping from his lips as he emptied himself.

Eleanor took it all, her throat working around him as she swallowed every drop of his warm, thick release.

”Mmm..., thatʼs it,” she moaned, her voice muffled but filled with hunger. ”So good...”

Julianʼs hand relaxed in her hair, his grip loosening as he pulled her back gently, his cock slipping out form her mouth with a wet sound.

”You suck so good, Eleanor,” he said, still catching his breath as the aftershocks of pleasure rippled through him.

She licked her lips, the salty taste of him lingering on her tongue as she sat back on her heels.

”I missed sucking your cock, Julian,” she said, her voice a little breathless but filled with satisfaction.

Julian chuckled, his gaze locked on her as he caught his breath. ”Well, youʼre definitely making up for lost time,”

He pulled up his pants and adjusted his attire with a calm yet mischievous smile.

”Eleanor, itʼs time to trap mother,” he said, his voice smooth and confident with a spark of determination in his eyes.

Eleanor was momentarily taken aback by his sudden declaration. She stood gracefully, smoothing out her dress as she processed his words.

A curious smile spread across her lips as she tilted her head slightly. ”Well... what exactly are you planning to do?” she asked, eager to hear the next twist in Julianʼs audacious schemes.

Julianʼs mischievous smile deepened as he leaned slightly toward Eleanor. ”We have got to prepare a show for her,” he said, his voice sly and cunning.

Eleanor raised an eyebrow. ”A show? What kind of show?” she asked with a sly grin forming on her lips as she anticipated the boldness of his plan.

Julian chuckled softly, ”One that will make her fall completely,” he said.

Eleanor crossed her arms and smirked as she leaned back slightly. ”You really are relentless, arenʼt you?” she teased, though her tone held a note of admiration.

Julian shrugged lightly, ”Well, a man has to be ambitious.”

He let out a sigh and fell backward onto the bed, his arms spread wide as he sank into the soft comfort of the mattress.

”Ah, itʼs good to be home,” he said lazily with a relaxed smile replacing his usual cunning expression.

Eleanor stood beside the bed, watching him with amusement. ”Already worn out from scheming, are we?” she teased.

She smiled softly and slid onto the bed beside Julian, wrapping her arms around him in a tender embrace. Her head rested on his chest and she closed her eyes, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

Julianʼs hand gently rested on her back as his mischievous thoughts faded for the moment. The warmth of her presence was comforting and, he allowed himself to simply enjoy the peace.

In the silence of the room, the two drifted off to sleep.

**

Julian woke up the next morning, his eyes fluttering open as the morning sunlight shone through the window. He reached out instinctively, but his hand met only the empty sheets beside him.

He sat up and noticed that Eleanor was already gone. He stretched lazily with a warm smile tugging at his lips. Sheʼs always the early bird, he thought.

The faint scent of her perfume lingered in the room, reminding him of her comforting presence.

Julian stood and began to get ready for the day. ”Time to set the stage for our little show. Letʼs see how far mother can resist.” he muttered to himself.

**

Julian made his way to the dining hall for the breakfast. At the table Alden, Regina and Gregoria exchanged conversations about Augustusʼ deteriorating health and various tasks around the duchy.

As Julian entered, everyone briefly glanced up. He nodded with a confident smile and greeted them calmly. ”Good morning, everyone.”

”Good morning, Julian,” they greeted him.

Julian took his seat at the table and poured himself a glass of juice. The conversations continued and nothing out of the ordinary happened.

The atmosphere remained professional, each family member focused on their discussions and duties, exchanging updates about the duchyʼs wellbeing, finances, and community affairs.

Meanwhile Julian mind raced as he glanced at Regina, How should I proceed this? he thought.

He chuckled to himself as he continued The past me would have never thought that I would be scheming to manipulate my own mother.

After some exchange of the conversation and a stomach full of dishes, he went back to his room. He closed the door behind him and settled on the floor in a lotus position.

He concentrated and began his cultivation. With each breath, he absorbed the mana and focused intently on the elemental pixels. The tiny, shining fragments of energy covered his vision entirely, but now, there was no strain and no fatigue.

He could feel the pixels, their tiny flicker, their interaction with other pixels, and this time his focus was no longer held back by the strain on his eyes or their incomprehension. It simply felt natural.

”Yes,” Julian said as a confident smile formed on his face. ”Finally... I have gotten used to the pixels.”

He could feel the qualitative change going through his body. The path to Arch Mage was no longer distant, and he could feel the overwhelming volume of mana nourishing him continuously.

The previous almost unquenchable mana absorption that he had obtained from the system was no longer necessary, as his body was now capable of absorbing the mana on its own, without Julian consciously willing it.