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If life is a gift, then this Mydeimos life is the highest blessing of the gods
When everything was normal, normal work, normal life, normal sex with his beloved wives, the only thing that became abnormal was his tongue and nose. The thing was, not long ago, about three months ago, when he leaned close to Phainon's neck, he smelled a faint fragrance like freshly fried pancakes, when he bit his nape lightly, it gave off a faint scent of milk and baked eggs, hidden behind it was the sweetness of honey pancakes
At first, he thought Phainon was using some strange shampoo or shower gel, but when they kissed, he tasted the sweetness of milk pancakes, and when he kissed his heels lightly while they were making out, that sweet, soft, smooth scent continued to linger on him
At that moment, he was sure that his taste buds and nose were malfunctioning.
It would have been meaningless if he hadn't tasted both the rich honey from Khaslana and the light buttery scent from Reaver.
The moment he kissed Khaslana's red lips, a strong honey flavor and a strong sweetness rushed straight to his taste buds, forcing him to pull back and cough, he was overwhelmed by that strong flavor, Khaslana was always strong in a sweet and spicy way
When he worriedly asked him if he was okay, he could only hide that he just suddenly coughed, Mydei didn't want Khaslana to think too much and be sad, so the two of them once again fell into a deep kiss initiated by him, this time he tried to restrain himself from choking on that strong flavor and slowly felt every drop of honey in his mouth, that honey had a spicy taste on the tip of his tongue and the thick sweetness gradually melted in his mouth and became a light sweetness carrying a warm sweet aftertaste in his throat.
'So Warm'
Mydei swore to Nikador and Kephale that if he had the power of Oronyx, he would go back to that moment and jump out onto the balcony of the mansion before he could say it. Because when he did, Khaslana didn't hesitate to push him down and 'ride' him until morning.
"Ugh-"
Thinking back still hurts
The night before with Phainon, along with the work during the day, made the next night with Khaslana no less than torture, he looked to his right, where his first wife was sleeping peacefully next to his beautiful second wife, both of them were 2 months pregnant, which made him surprised at the Kephale family's ability to conceive successfully if they wanted to
While he was absentmindedly reminiscing, he felt a light hug from his left, turning to look, it was Reaver - his third wife, the most secretive of the three brothers and also the one who was pregnant the latest when he officially announced that he had conceived successfully just a few days ago.
Mydei leaned close to his wife's hair, feeling the faint scent of butter in the air. If Phainon was a sweet, gentle scent reminiscent of childhood, Khaslana was the spicy, sweet aftertaste of life, then Reaver was a slice of melted butter, containing the mysterious, fleeting scent of the future. Reaver's butter smell is very special, it always changes with him, sometimes it will be a fresh herbal butter smell, it can also be a memorable peanut butter smell or it will be a wild animal butter smell, no matter what smell when tasting the rich butter melting on the tip of the tongue, no matter what scent or taste, they are just a gentle fleeting, not salty to remember or create the aftertaste of memories, they just gently blow through and bring a sense of peace to the taster, the mystery of the unpredictable future is wrapped in the silence of a person
Combining all three will create the world's best honey butter pancake, and Mydei is the lucky one to enjoy it. He doesn't know how long this will last, but until the last minute...
Mydei will still enjoy this little secret of his own.