Everlasting dream (18+)

Chapter 98 — Lazy day (1/2)

[Aster]

Aster stirred from his slumber, not to the cheerful sounds of birds or the warmth of sunlight. There was no soft breeze rustling leaves or grass; the wind and greenery were absent. Instead, he was met with darkness so deep that he couldn't even see the tip of his nose. It was quite a terrifying feeling, honestly. But he wasn't worried, not even a little.

His pointy ears caught two gentle breaths on either side of him, the familiar sound bringing a small smile to his face. The scent of their mother's naked body and Silvia's soft skin filled his nose with every inhale. Their bodies pressed tightly against his own, trying to get warm in this endless, cold night.

It was the beginning of the third day in their little cave, safely sealed off from any danger by the thick wall of ice that Silvia made. During this time, they focused on sleeping and resting, allowing themselves to recover from everything that had happened recently. Though they had managed to regain some strength, their legs and especially ankles still ached slightly from all the wandering through these tunnels, desperately searching for a way out.

As for food, it was the least of their worries, thankfully. A day before yesterday, they made a short trip outside to hunt more of those creatures. A bit of searching and fire magic, followed by a lot of cooking, resulted in having plenty of charred, disgusting meat stored in the ice, enough for them to be lazy for the whole week if they choose to, going outside only to relieve and wash themselves.

And it looked like they would, not quite ready to face the dangers of these caves again. It's nice to have at least some sense of normality again, even though the circumstances were far from ideal. After all the terrible things the small Silverfrost family had gone through, this felt like a bit of heaven, filled with cuddles and hugs.

After igniting a bit of mana inside his chest, Aster focused on the image of a tiny flame above his bandaged palm. How mana flowed through his arms and outside of him, how it sparked and glowed brightly as if alive. A few seconds later, it materialized as he had seen in his mind, its warm glow lighting up their small cave, the dark stones around them bathed in orange and soft red, the shadows dancing on the rough walls as the little flame flickered gently.

"Good morning, honey," Nivalis mumbled ever so quietly, putting her hand on Aster's naked chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart under her palm. Her soft breasts pressed against his arm, moving up and down with each of her breaths. Her nipples were hard from the chilliness of the air around them, goosebumps all over her pale skin.

She kept her eyes closed as the brightness of the flame made them ache after spending so long in darkness. "Did you sleep well?" she whispered, opening just one of her blue eyes and squinting at the boy.

Aster nodded lightly and mumbled, "Yeah, really well. I..." But his words faded as he felt his mother's hand begin to move downward, tracing delicate patterns on his skin, from his chest to his tummy, touching his belly button along the way. And then even lower until reaching his hairless boyhood, where his fingers briefly brushed against it to check whether or not it was erect.

And indeed, Aster's penis was already awake, even before he was; it stood up proudly, desperately throbbing for his mother's loving touch. Veins bulged underneath its pink, delicate skin, making it look almost angry with how much blood was being pumped into it.

The last few days were a bit weird in that regard, to say the least. His erections started appearing more frequently, all on their own and were harder to deal with than usual. It was terrible enough before, but now he needed two orgasms in a row just to calm it down for a little while. The worst part was how uncomfortable it got after a few hours without release, all swollen and painful as if he had been like that for a week. He could barely think about anything but his ache when it gets this bad.

Luckily, he had a loving mother to help him with that. Her soft fingers were the only thing that helped, a holy grail against Aster's suffering. "Does it hurt right now?" Nivalis whispered with a hum. Her forefinger slowly circled around his little, sensitive tip, making it twitch and jump against her touch. A tiny kiss on his cheek followed her question, her warm lips making him smile.

Yeah, the last few days were quite awesome for the young Aster, so much so that he didn't even mind being stuck deep underground with his family, although he would never admit it out loud. It felt not right to say something like that, given everything that had happened recently... but damn, it's nice. Nivalis also grew more comfortable doing that for him, not feeling as guilty or bad the more often she did it. It was just another part of her daily routine, a chore she had to do as a mother, helping her sweet little boy with his pain.

— "Ah, just a little... yeah," Aster mumbled in response, his toes curling cutely from the gentle touches. His face was already flushed red as he looked into her blue, like summer sky eyes, filled with love and warmth only a mother could have for her child.

"Alright then, let's take care of that quickly before your sister wakes up," she said in a quiet voice, giving his penis a gentle tug. Still holding onto it, Nivalis lowered herself just enough to put her head on Aster's shoulder, his silver locks tickling her cheek slightly; his heartbeat rang loudly in her long, elven ears.

Pressing her thumb and forefinger against the squishy tip of his boyhood, she began stroking it up and down along its entire length with a smooth, steady rhythm. A soft, squelching noise echoed throughout their small cave as more of his morning juices spilled out onto her fingers, making them all slick and wet. "What's your plan for today?" Nivalis asked casually, her breaths tickling Aster's pale skin.

— "I... mmhh... dunno," Aster muttered in response, biting on his lower lip as waves of pleasure coursed through him. Each stroke was slow yet intense, her warm fingers making him let out a pathetic, ever-so-quiet whimper. She knew her baby boy better than anyone else: how to touch and where to rub him, the speed he liked the most, the grip and pressure, everything. It made his thighs quiver with every movement of her hand while his back arched involuntarily off their ragged bed.

He could barely focus on anything besides her gentle tugs, so distracted by how good it felt that he even forgot how to breathe for a moment, gasping in surprise when his lungs desperately needed air. "Ah, I was thinking... maybe... practice some magic," Aster managed to say after catching his breath again, the words slightly slurred.

"Just be careful, okay?" Nivalis said quietly, pausing momentarily after noticing how tense he was. Her fingers moved down from his little penis and wrapped around both of his tiny, hairless testicles instead, giving them a gentle squeeze before massaging between her wet digits. She liked doing that to her boy, playing with his delicate sack, finding it relaxing, feeling their softness and how two nuts inside shifted against each other when she rubbed them. Not to mention how he whimpered and mewled when she did that, just adorable. Her very personal anti-stress toy, indeed.

— "Mhm, Mom, I know..." Aster hummed in reply, feeling his hips involuntarily tremble whenever she squeezed his most delicate parts like this.

"Good," Nivalis replied, returning her attention to Aster's throbbing shaft, smearing across its entire length all the juices he produced while she was busy playing with his testicles. Sloppy wet sounds followed, even louder than before, foreskin sliding back and forth along with her fingers.

As she was already at it longer than a minute, Nivalis decided to do one little trick to make him finish faster; she pressed her thumb and forefinger together around his tip, squished it slightly, and began rubbing it as fast as she could. A hairbreadth up and down was all that she did, focusing solely on that pink nub of flesh, ignoring everything else. The small boy began to writhe in pleasure as his most sensitive spot was being stimulated so much.

Pressing her soft lips against his pointy ear, Nivalis whispered gently, "Do it for Mommy, sweetie. Be a good boy for me, and let it all out." Her warm breath made him shiver slightly. "Maybe if you try hard enough, we won't need to do it twice," she encouraged with a small nibble on his earlobe, leaving a tiny wet spot there.

It only took another moment before Aster's hairless sack started to tighten, a familiar sensation spreading throughout his groin as he felt his orgasm approaching rapidly. He let out a loud gasp, hips trembling uncontrollably with each new wave of pleasure crashing through him. Feeling like he couldn't contain a moan any longer, the boy turned his head aside and pressed his lips against Nivalis' big ones, capturing her in a deep, desperate kiss, trying to muffle himself with it.

Nivalis got caught off guard for just a second, a tingle of guilt flashing through her mind the moment she tasted her son. But she didn't pull back; she couldn't force herself to do that. With each new day, it became harder to resist such a sweet little boy, all her thoughts only about him. Her soft, puffy lips began slowly moving against his own, enjoying every second of it as he moaned into her mouth, all while feeling him twitching violently in her grip. "Mommy..." Aster mumbled desperately between the kisses, panting heavily against her face.

The throbs subsided slowly but surely with each new heartbeat, his balls trying to push out something they didn't have yet and probably won't for years to come. But the kiss continued, their lips moving together in unison, sloppy noises escaping them from time to time.

Aster was the first one who broke it off. The boy was already out of breath, panting quietly, eyes still closed as he tried to calm himself down. His body was quivering, especially his legs, his heart pumping hard against his chest like a drum. "Thanks, Mom... I love you," Aster sweetly whispered as he opened his golden eyes and met her blue ones. He gave Nivalis one last peck on the lips, smiling at her before adding, "You're the best."

"You're welcome, my little knight. I love you too," Nivalis replied quietly, smiling back at her child while slowly sliding her fingers along Aster's slick length some more, soothingly so. He was way too sensitive down there at the moment and needed a few minutes to calm down before she could continue.

She glanced at her daughter to make sure she was still asleep, and when she saw that she was, Nivalis looked back at Aster. "Does it hurt less now?" the woman asked softly, gently tracing his tip, feeling his heartbeat through it.

— "Mhm," he replied quietly, looking down and seeing how whenever her finger lifted, a string of his precum would appear, briefly connecting her fingertip with his pink penis before snapping as she moved away. It continued to twitch, still painfully hard despite just having a release.

A minute, then two, passed like that, all in silence until Aster's heart began beating normally again, and his breathing eased. "Shall I proceed?" Nivalis whispered into his ear, to which he simply nodded, letting her do anything to him she wanted.

She kissed his burning cheek gently while her hand once again started to stroke up and down his little, slippery shaft. Slowly so, delicately, with care only a mother could give. Her movements were precise yet gentle, exactly knowing what her son liked best, receiving only a silly smile on his face as a reward.

The boy let out a quiet gasp of pleasure, his eyes rolling back from the sensation, toes curling as he writhed under her loving caresses. "Ah..." he moaned softly, unable to keep himself silent anymore. Not wanting to wake his sister up, Aster turned to his mother for another kiss to muffle himself with.

She gladly accepted it, gently sucking on his lower lip while her fingers continued moving against his little mushroom. 'This must be what heavens feel like,' the boy thought while his mother, the most beautiful woman in the world, made him feel things he never knew were possible. It felt so wrong and yet so right at the same time.

Aster could feel how much her thighs moved against each other while they were kissing but was too lost in bliss to pay it any mind. Her lips tasted better than any treat he had ever tried, sweet like honey and warm like rays of morning sun. Breasts felt so soft and squishy, pressed firmly against him as she leaned closer to deepen their kiss.

Despite knowing how weird it all was, Aster didn't want this moment to end, ever. He wanted her to do all kinds of naughty things to his little body. He had known for a long time, but the events of the last few days only solidified his feelings... he had a massive crush on his own mother. Like, really bad. He wanted to dance with her in the raindrops, say that he couldn't escape a single thought about her, show the most beautiful sunset, walk hand-in-hand through flower fields, and have breakfast in bed together every morning. Be more. However, he dared not even voice it inside his head, let alone in real life.

The way she made him feel was indescribable; pleasure coursing through his veins like molten gold as her fingers rubbed over his sensitive tip again and again. Aster's petite body quivered under her touch. "Mhm... mmm!" Aster moaned in surprise when her tongue invaded his mouth, wrestling his little one into submission, completely dominating him without much struggle.

All he could do was suck on it gently, almost gagging when she pushed it deep down his tight throat, eyes watering the more she did that. This way of kissing was new to him and felt weird and different... but also exciting. Why? Because it was with her, as simple as that.

His penis began throbbing violently against Nivalis' wet palm, waves of pleasure washing over him once again. He wanted to let out a loud moan, but the big tongue in his mouth prevented it from happening. Instead, all that came out were quiet whines, barely audible even to his ears. That and gargles on her slippery muscle.

Finally, Nivalis pulled her tongue out from between Aster's lips. Strings of saliva connected them briefly as the boy gasped for breath, still trembling lightly from the intensity of everything. His penis pulsed against her hand, releasing its non-existent seed while his hairless testicles contracted painfully. Nivalis and Aster were both sweating profusely by now, their naked skin glistening with beads of sweat in the dim light of the small flame above his bandaged palm, still flickering behind his sleeping sister.

At that very moment, everything around Aster suddenly became brighter... the colors were more vibrant, shadows longer and deeper, and even the smells and sounds more noticeable. For a brief, fleeting second, it felt like he knew everything and was the smartest and wisest little boy in the world.

An idea popped into his mind about how to make his flame work without his constant focus, a problem he tried to solve ever since they got trapped deep underground. It was elegant and simple, and it was definitely worth trying later. He just needed something... something he had forgotten already. His brows furrowed in concentration as he wracked his brain for what that could be. He just had it, damn it.

"There you go, sweetie," Nivalis whispered gently, pulling him out of his thoughts by squeezing both his little testicles between her soft fingers, massaging them to relieve any pain they might be feeling after working so much. His shaft already went limp, resting on top of her hand as she did so. "How are you feeling?" the woman asked, glancing down at her son with a small, awkward smile.

— "I feel... great. No pain at all," Aster replied with a deep breath, his heart beating wildly against his chest. "Thanks for helping me, Mom. Your... massages... always help."

Instead of answering with the usual 'you're welcome,' Nivalis remained quiet. She looked into his golden eyes for a second, her expression turning into one Aster knew far too well and the reason why he had to be so secretive about his deep feelings—guilt. Her blue eyes were filled with shame as she looked away, unable to stare into his. "I'm sorry about that kiss, honey... I don't know what got into me," Nivalis whispered, her voice quivering slightly. "Please, forgive me... I-I..." she trailed off, unable to find the right words.

But instead of being angry, Aster smiled at her lovingly before gently pecking her lips to ease her worries. "I liked it... a lot, actually," he replied, seeing how tears welled behind her long eyelashes. She sniffled quietly, trying to hold back a sob. "Is that bad?" he asked after a moment of silence.

"Mhm, yeah..." Nivalis mumbled under her breath before burying her face in his tiny shoulder. She didn't say anything else, only hugged him tightly while hiding her face from his sight. It wasn't anything like what she did with Silvia—that special girls-only 'tongue' massage they did for giggles. This one felt... intimate. Criminally so! Lovers would do that, not a mother and her son.

Aster let out a sigh as he gently wrapped his arm around his mother's naked shoulder, hugging her tightly. "I love you, Mom. Always have and always will," the boy whispered into her long, silver hair. "A silly kiss won't change that, so please, don't be so sad, alright?" he added with a slight smile.

"Oh... I love you too, my sweet," Nivalis whispered back, her wet hand on Aster's tummy moving up and down in slow strokes along his smooth skin, moistening it with his boy juices. The smell of their mingled sweat filled her nose, making it tingle slightly. She didn't know how long they lay there like this, just cuddling together without saying a word.

Aster didn't know either. Time seemed to slow down in their little cave, with only their heartbeats and breathing filling the silence around them. There was no rush to do anything at the moment, no need to cook or hunt for more food. They could afford to just relax like this.

Nivalis eventually stopped hiding her face from Aster's sight and glanced up at him from his shoulder. She looked at her baby boy's beautiful features without saying a word, her eyelashes a bit wet. Her fingers moved along his jawline, gently tracing it.

It was peaceful, indeed. Worries about anything or anyone simply didn't exist. They were alone in this cave, hidden from any problems the world had to offer. There was no danger, no fear of getting hurt or dying... it was nice.

But to ensure it stays this way, Aster must be prepared for whatever comes next. A light source that works without his constant focus could potentially make a difference between life and death if something happens to him. Give Silvia enough time to seal them away from the danger, to the very least. Not to mention, it would be just great to have light at all times.

— "I'm gonna practice some magic, okay?" he said quietly as he gently lifted his sister's head from his other shoulder and got out from between his family. "I wanna try something. Shouldn't take too long," the boy added with a smile before giving Nivalis another soft peck on the lips and getting up off the ground. Her hand squeezed his tender butt cheek for no reason. He didn't even pay attention to it, simply stretching his arms above his head, back popping as he did so.

"Okay. Please be careful," Nivalis replied, watching him crawl to the far corner of their small cave, knees shuffling against the rough stone beneath him. His limp penis and little testicles bobbed lightly between his pale thighs as he moved, making her smile at how cute it looked.

Turning her gaze from him, she glanced down at Silvia, her sweet daughter. The girl appeared to be asleep... or so Nivalis thought at first until she spotted the faintest movement of her hand hidden between her thighs. And a tiny icicle peeking out from right between her butt cheeks every few seconds, up and down. The faint, barely noticeable squelching sounds followed.

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