King Of Gods And Immortals

Ninsun soon recovered from her shock and gazed at Gilgamesh with a strange look. Inwardly, she tried to understand the reason behind his sudden outburst. It would be a lie if she said she wasn't perplexed by Gilgamesh's outburst.

After a few seconds, she finally understood why Gilgamesh demanded her to stop bedding other men. What she foresaw had become true. That her son was smitten by her. Unlike her maternal love for him, his love for her was romantic in nature. Ninsun couldn't help but smile wryly at her son. Ah, youth, she thought. He was still young and inexperienced.

To tell you the truth, Ninsun didn't have any problem with an i.n.c.e.s.tuous relationship. She would gladly invite her son into her bed if he needed her mother more than maternal influence and caretaker in his life. After all, she was an immortal goddess who'd lived longer than any mortal. She was very open-minded with a s.e.x.u.a.l relationship. Moreover, it was known widely that a certain goddess was very promiscuous that she'd slept in all gods' beds, even her own father.

If you don't know the said goddess, allow me to tell you. It is no other than Ishtar, the goddess of beauty, love, and war.

When Gilgamesh saw Ninsun's smile, he became more infuriated. He mistook her smile as a condescending smile from an a.d.u.l.t to a kid who knows nothing of how the world works.

"Stop mocking me! Wipe off that infuriating smile, woman! I'm sick of being treated like a kid! I have graduated from the sages' lecture! I want you to treat me as an a.d.u.l.t!" Gilgamesh demanded. And in his fury, he was unaware that he sounded so childish. If he was in a calm state, he wouldn't do something stupid like digging his own grave like that. But, he wasn't in the perfect state.

Ninsun almost burst out into laughter when she heard that. However, she restrained herself at the last moment. She had seen his expression. He was very close to his breaking point. Nay, he already exploded and could start throwing a disastrous temper tantrum at any moment. He hadn't started temper tantrum yet because of his amazing self-control. Indeed, for a child, her son had amazing self-control that made even the wise sages and some gods and goddesses sigh in amazement. It's just how special he was, but everyone took it at face value.

However, Ninsun was different. She knew Gilgamesh was special. Even more special than his status as the 2/3 divine-mortal hybrid who was the cornerstone for divines' plan. It was her feeling as the woman who carried him in her w.o.m.b for 9 months and delivered him to the world.

Ninsun believed her son was destined for greatness. Even more than the fake greatness the divines planned for him. Furthermore, she had a strong feeling as someone who knew him the most that he was hiding something very big, which warranted the wariness of the deities who called for his execution in the past.

However, she'd sworn to protect him and care for him after that day when he called her 'mother' as his first word. She knew that it would turn her into a traitor in the perspective of other deities, but she didn't give a damn.

Ninsun changed her smile from a wry, amused smile to kind, maternal one. She gazed at him with a warm, imploring look as she opened her quilt with one hand and patted the empty space next to her with her other hand, inviting her son to join her in her bed.

For a mortal man, a goddess' invitation into their bed was the biggest honor one could receive. They even wouldn't mind dying to earn that chance. Same case with a mortal woman who wished to share a bed with male gods. But, it was off of the topic. Let's return back to the correct topic.

"Come here, join your beloved mother, my dearest son," Ninsun invited her child aloud.

Ninsun's invitation calmed Gilgamesh's fury a tiny bit. He regarded her silently with his red eyes, staring at her flawless face for a few moments. He then shifted his stare towards the bed and his face immediately twisted in disgust and anger.

Ninsun was confused when she saw that. She didn't know why he displayed such an open disgust towards her bed as if it was covered by filth...

'Well, isn't he a possessive one.' Ninsun finally realized what's Gilgamesh's problems and she couldn't stop her wry smile from forming. She finally discovered that her son was a possessive and territorial man. Just like a lion.

"Don't worry. I've cleaned the bed and even myself. You won't find any trace of other men here." Ninsun said with a soothing voice.

Gilgamesh's disgusted expression receded. He regarded Ninsun and the bed silently, contemplating something in his mind. Several seconds later, he huffed loudly and climbed up to Ninsun's bed. He then laid his body next to Ninsun's n.a.k.e.d, voluptuous figure.

Ninsun immediately closed the distance between them and began combing his silky soft golden hair. As she did that, Gilgamesh closed his eyes and immersed in Ninsun's treatment. They stayed like that for a while until Gilgamesh spoke to her without opening his eyes.

"So, are you going to accept and follow my demand?"

Ninsun stopped combing his hair and moved her slender, willowy hand down, grabbing Gilgamesh's lower jaw softly. She then turned his face to turn in her direction.

Gilgamesh opened his eyes and met Ninsun's eyes head-on. He waited for her answer patiently.

Before long, Ninsun replied his question, "If I agree with it, what should I do when I need someone to scratch my itch? In the end, you're still boy, no? You haven't started producing your seed yet."

Gilgamesh scowled when he heard Ninsun's sound argument. But, he quickly recovered his calm and said to her, "I'll become an a.d.u.l.t soon. It won't be long until I can produce my...seed."

"Are you? But, you aren't an a.d.u.l.t yet. What if I want to be satisfied now, or tonight? Can you satisfy me like any real man?"

After listening to Ninsun's questions, Gilgamesh furrowed his brow deeply and thought about something for a few seconds. He then spoke to her, "I'll do something to help you relieve yourself."

"How?" Ninsun was amused and curious. She then goaded him, "Can you show me how you will relieve my d.e.s.i.r.e? A man won't go back from his own words, remember?"

"Tch... If you really want me to show you, then be my guest!" Gilgamesh clicked his tongue in annoyance. He moved his body to reach Ninsun's lower part, earning an intrigued look from Ninsun.

Ninsun followed him with her stare as he stopped at her slender and long legs with rich t.h.i.g.hs. Gilgamesh then spread her t.h.i.g.hs apart and positioned himself between them. Ninsun raised her brows, her interest piqued.

Gilgamesh stared deeply into Ninsun's *****. There was a trimmed brown muff right above her lower lips. They looked beautiful and alluring. It wasn't his first time seeing this part of women, including his previous life.

Ninsun had a calm reaction as if she wasn't bothered by the fact that her own son was watching her sacred place. Her only feeling as she was being watched by Gilgamesh was interest and curiosity. She wanted to know how her son would keep up his words for her.

Ninsun saw her son hesitating for a second, making the corner of her lips curl up in sneer...almost. Remember the keyword: almost. If it was any other man, she would throw her contemptuous sneer at him without restraint. Since it was her own son who'd yet become an a.d.u.l.t, she believed small leniency was acceptable in this case.

However, Ninsun misunderstood the meaning behind Gilgamesh's hesitation. Gilgamesh's hesitation wasn't because of the sudden inner turmoil due to his old world's moral value or confusion of what he should do next. He had accepted that he loved his own mother as a woman. He wouldn't be confused by the moral value of his old life. Besides, he had prepared himself for this, and he was currently living in the present, not in the past. There was no such thing as a wrong deed when he f.u.c.ks her because such belief hadn't come into conception. Also, he knew what he should do next.

Then, what was the reason behind his hesitation? Gilgamesh's next words will answer that question.

"You really have cleaned up your *****, right?" Gilgamesh questioned Ninsun abruptly, perplexing the goddess. He didn't want to give her cunnilingus when there was still a trace of another man in there. Just thinking about that disgusted him to no end.

"Sorry? P***y?" Ninsun questioned back in confusion. As an ancient goddess, she didn't understand the meaning behind the term Gilgamesh used. After all, it would be coined in the 21st century of the modern era in the far future.

Gilgamesh was exasperated when he saw her confusion and incredulity. He wanted to curse this backward society because they couldn't even understand the meaning behind that coined term.

"I mean this place." Gilgamesh pointed at the slit in Ninsun's groin. "You have cleaned it up, right? There won't be any trace from that filthy mongrel, right?"

Ninsun blinked her eyes in bewilderment but nodded nonetheless. "Ah, yes, I have cleaned it up. No seed of any man is inside my body. Still, what's the relation between my hole and a cat?" She looked so confused as she asked that.

"Just forget about it..." Gilgamesh gave up. He didn't want to explain about the slang word he didn't know the origin himself. Since it was widely used in his old life, he just followed the example of others in using that word. Idly, he wondered what kind of retort Ninsun would make if he called his 'little brother' d.i.c.k or c.o.c.k. He was more vexed than amused by this bullcrap!

Regardless, Gilgamesh was glad to hear her clarification. He didn't have anything to hold himself back from showing off to Ninsun what the modern man could do with the knowledge he gained from the internet.

Without warning, Gilgamesh dived his face into Ninsun's groin, shocking the goddess because no man had ever done what Gilgamesh was doing. Her eyes were wide open in panic. She was truly caught off guard. No man had done such a crazy thing after all. She protested, but...

"Wait, my son! What are you—hauuuh~❤"

...her protest was cut short by her throaty m.o.a.n when she felt a jolt of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e from Gilgamesh's tongue.

And so, Ninsun's venture into the familiar land of bliss began, though it was going through a new path that she never experienced in her long life as a goddess.