When a Well-Raised Son Grows Up - Chapter 70 -Slight (R-19)

Chapter 70

In the end, Carlisle had to send Abella away even though he didn’t want to. He did it to stop another bad thing from happening like what happened before.

“Uh, maybe it’s best if you leave quickly?”

“Is that the best thing to do?”

His mind, which had been very clear when Abella was angry and he feared to be left alone, became confused again when he knew that Abella wasn’t angry anymore.

“Don’t worry, the neighbor’s just next door. If anything goes wrong, come over. I’ll return first thing tomorrow morning, so don’t stress too much.”

Abella tried to pat Carlisle’s head as she spoke. But this time Carlisle avoided her touch.

“I-I’m sorry… It’s probably best if you don’t touch me right now…”

Carlisle spoke softly, sounding defeated. Abella understood and nodded slowly before leaving the house.

“I’ll see you tomorrow. Have a nice dream, Carlisle.”

“You too, have a good dream, Mom.”

As Abella vanished, Carlisle thought he could finally relax. But he was wrong.

Even though Abella was out of his sight, her smell was still strong in the house. Even the blanket he was supposed to use was saturated with Abella’s scent.

From the sofa to the bed, blankets, pillows, chairs, walls, and even the clothes are scattered near the fireplace.

Carlisle realized he had overlooked this and sighed.

‘I should have left after all…’

Carlisle felt more and more constrained as he tried to stay human. He finally gave in, whimpering like a wolf.

He buried himself in the blankets, breathing in the scent of Abella’s body with every breath. The more he felt her presence, the more Carlisle’s c*ck began to throb through his thick fur.

A red piece of flesh appeared, its tip pointed as it emerged. Carlisle, seemingly desperate to find something to thrust into, started humping the air like a stray dog in the market, moving his hips instinctively.

Whimpering and shaking his hips alone seemed funny, but Carlisle couldn’t afford to think about his appearance at the moment.

Carlisle wriggled around for a while, rubbing his whole body against the blanket. Then, as if not satisfied, he twitched his bean-like nose and moved his body naturally to find a place where Abella’s scent would linger deeper.

In a semi-crazed state, Carlisle’s actions were now driven more by instinct.

His big wolf’s paws hurried around the house, as if looking for something, following Abella’s scent.

As he walked around, every time his claws touched the ground, a tapping sound echoed throughout the house. After searching for a while, he finally found something and put it in his mouth.

It was a small piece of cloth with a cute ribbon on it. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be one of Abella’s underwear

It seemed he had managed to find it in the laundry basket.

Carlisle carried Abella’s panties in his mouth and walked over to the bed. Then, crouching on the bed, he pressed his nose against the panties he had brought. Soon the room was filled with the sound of a beast sniffing.

For a while, Carlisle sniffed the scent, even licking where Abella’s v*g*na would have been. But such actions were far from enough to satisfy his desires.

Licking Abella’s underwear wasn’t enough. His lust couldn’t be satisfied by her panties alone.

Unable to resist any longer, Carlisle somehow managed to get his p*n*s inside Abella’s panties, which were just a small piece of fabric. With the sound of a contented animal purring, he continued humping against the panties.

But as the humping accelerated, Carlisle’s body kept leaning to one side, almost toppling over.

It was likely because he couldn’t put enough strength into his uncomfortable leg. Despite the discomfort, Carlisle bounced back up as he always does when he collapsed, rubbing his c*ck against Abella’s panties.

Carlisle assumed that Abella didn’t want him to leave so he could masturbate with her panties.

His brain knows, but his body wouldn’t cooperate. He realized that if he didn’t do it, he might lose his mind and go to Esha’s house and wiggle his c*ck in Abella’s p*ssy instead of her panties.

He needed to stop this mistake from happening, no matter what.

“Mom would be shocked if she found out….”

Still, he had no choice. Once it’s done, everything will be fine afterward.

Carlisle thought to himself, thrusting his hips like a stallion. But strangely, the more he did, the more he could smell Abella’s scent and see her face.

The house was filled with the sound of an animal grunting. Alone, Carlisle rocked his hips, unable to hold back the rush of ejaculation. The bed and Abella’s panties were now soaked with his cum.

Abella’s underwear was soaked. So was the bed.

Carlisle’s ejaculation was always heavy, but today it was even heavier because he was in heat.

Carlisle looked at Abella’s soaked underwear and smiled. He couldn’t wait to wear these underwear on Abella.

‘If Abella would wear this underwear that was sticky with my cum…….’

Just thinking about it made his heart race. Even though he ejaculated an enormous amount, Carlisle’s c*ck popped out of his skin as if nothing had happened.

A trickle or two of milky white fluid oozed from the tip of his c*ck. Looking at his erect p*nis again, Carlisle rubbed it against the blanket this time.

It was the blanket Abella always slept under, and he wished he could masturbate in its warmth.

Carlisle continued to pace alone for quite a while. If someone were to see, it would seem like a finger-wagging spectacle.

Still, Carlisle couldn’t stop himself and casually slapped his waist. Even when he wasn’t rubbing his p*nis, his back would twitch randomly, which was embarrassing.

‘Oh, it hurts….’

Because of being in heat, his heart beat fast, and he couldn’t see clearly. His mind was foggy. Carlisle felt like he was turning into a beast, losing control of himself.

This was the first time he had ever experienced being in heat. He didn’t feel familiar with it at all.

‘How many more times do I have to go through this…?’

At that moment, Carlisle, feeling unsatisfied with just rubbing his p*nis, decided he wanted to go see Abella.

Since Abella is right next door, Carlisle simply wants to go there and bring her back…

‘No, absolutely not.’

‘Mom wouldn’t be happy about it. She went through the trouble of moving next door for me…’

‘If I go, she’ll be shocked as soon as she sees me.’

Just the thought of Abella being shocked made his heartache. He also felt a wave of disappointment.

‘I won’t go. I shouldn’t go.’

No matter how many times he told himself, Carlisle couldn’t stop thinking about Abella.

Carlisle was mad at himself for being weak-willed. He started to worry that if he couldn’t handle this situation alone, would he do something extreme?

‘If I were castrated, I wouldn’t feel as strong of a sexual desire…’

He despised himself for fantasizing about Abella without any gratitude or consideration.

Abella has always been kind to him, yet he felt like a restless beast, wanting to forcefully have s*x with her. Of course, he was almost like a beast…

That’s how Carlisle spent his first night away from Abella since they became a family.

But there was something Carlisle didn’t know about being in heat…

***

“So, you left for a while because Carlisle is in heat?”

The two warmly welcomed Abella, who had suddenly come late at night, and both started to speak at the same time before hearing her story.

“Just a moment, Abella.”

Quietly listening, Esha, with a hint of a headache, cautiously asked, suppressing a sigh, “So, that child… I mean, is Carlisle alone at home right now?”

“Yeah, it just happened that way.”

The two’s faces turned serious at Abella’s answer.

“Why? Is there some kind of problem?”

Feeling that something was off, Abella asked carefully. Then Esha, not sure how to react, anxiously looked around.

“That’s actually…”

“What’s wrong? Tell me now. Okay?”

Abella insisted firmly, unable to wait any longer, as she looked at Esha hesitating.

Finally, Esha sighed and spoke again.

“If Carlisle is alone during his heat season, he might get hurt.”