[Nivalis Silverfrost]
Time flew quickly down here; another month passed in what felt like no time at all. The small family of three spent those weeks together, slowly getting used to living underground among the blue crystals and strange drawings on the dark walls. A quiet and relatively peaceful existence, full of boring routines and tender cuddling. Just the three of them, no one else.
There were no days or nights, no change in weather, nothing to tell how much time really passed other than counting it themselves. Whenever they woke up, it was a morning for them, and when they grew sleepy and ready for bed, it was an evening, as simple as that. And after a while, it became natural, almost as if it had always been like that.
Their life down here might even be considered happy... if they ignore all the things missing: fresh air, grass, rivers and forests, the smell of rain or sun shining on their faces. But despite all that, they were together; they had a home, and they weren't starving to death or freezing. The only thing that troubled Nivalis was her nightmares, though a lot less often than before, but still...
— "Ugh... no... no..." Nivalis muttered in her sleep, tossing restlessly on the makeshift bed, tugging at the soft moss beneath it. Her smooth legs, white as milk, rubbed against one another as her body writhed around, trying to get away from something her mind had conjured up.
Aster sprang awake the moment he heard his mother mumbling. He quickly sat up and placed his bandaged hands on her shoulders, gently shaking them to wake the poor woman from whatever terrible dream she was having. "Mom. Mom, wake up," he softly whispered against her delicate, elven ear, causing it to twitch slightly. His childish, high-pitched voice filled the dark cave.
Silvia also stirred awake when she heard Aster move around, blinking the tiredness from her golden eyes while stifling a yawn behind her small palm. She scooted closer to them both, resting her head on Nivalis' chest and listening to her heart beating rapidly inside, almost as if it wanted to burst out of her ribs. "Another one..." the girl whispered to her little brother, voice still heavy with sleep.
He nodded at his sister with a faint hum before shaking Nivalis again, this time more urgently than before. "Mom, wake up," Aster said louder now and with more worry. His pale body was pressed close against their mother's equally naked one as he tried to rouse her from the nightmare.
Nivalis' eyelids finally fluttered open when she snapped out of it. She gasped for breath, disoriented, looking around with wild eyes until they focused on Aster's gentle golden gaze, just a mere breath away from her own. "Shh... everything's alright," he murmured soothingly before planting a small kiss on their mother's cheek. Then another one, a bit closer to the corner of Nivalis' mouth. "We're here."
With a shaky exhale, she relaxed slightly upon realizing where she was and that her children were there, too. She hugged them tightly against herself, pressing their nakedness against her own. "Thank gods..." Nivalis whimpered softly into the silver curls as tears threatened to escape her blue eyes.
Somehow, even in her sleep, Haldor found a way to torment her, as all those nightmares always revolved around him, forcing her back to that village, obeying his every cruel command, enduring constant rapes and beatings... endless misery. Reminding her of what her life used to be—memories she desperately wanted to forget. "Oh, my loves..." she kept mumbling under her breath.
But waking up to their children's sleeping faces in her arms made it all fade away quickly; their soft, warm bodies pressed against hers chased those awful memories away like nothing else could. Their kisses, giggles, and smiles made it easier to ignore the terrible thoughts lurking in the back of Nivalis' mind, waiting to strike again the next night. They were her only medicine, her strength.
"I'm okay now," she whispered after a while, pulling away from them with a warm smile before wiping away the few tears that managed to escape. "Sorry for waking you two up." Her heaving chest finally calmed down, breasts rising and falling at a normal rhythm. Silvia felt her heartbeat slow in her ear as well, going from rapid drumming to steady thumping.
The girl shook her head and mumbled a sleepy "Don't worry about it" before cuddling up against their mother's side again, placing her small palm over one of Nivalis' big, squishy breasts. Her little fingers sank into the tender flesh, enjoying its incredible softness and smoothness.
As for Aster, he simply nodded before snuggling up against his mother's other side, looking up at her worriedly. "Would you like...?" he mumbled quietly.
— "Can I...?" Nivalis whispered to her boy at the same time as he did, causing them both to go quiet for a moment. She slowly and very gently patted Aster's tender behind with her palm; those two little buttcheeks squished together when she squeezed them lightly. "If you don't want to, it's fine..." she added.
A quiet, barely audible gasp escaped the young boy, making him squirm in place from her sudden touch before he quickly mumbled back a shy, "Y-yeah..." Reluctantly, Aster raised his leg and rested it on her hip. With that simple action, he exposed everything that was hidden between his thighs; his tiny shaft, his delicate testicles, even his little butthole... all for his mother to touch and play with. Just a little something to calm herself with.
She smiled at him warmly, all while gently running her finger from the base of his spine downwards until she reached his bottom, parting those tender buttocks. His puckered, pink hole twitched at the contact with her fingertip as it brushed against it on its way further down, towards his sack. She felt him shudder from that touch, his entire body tensing up instantly before relaxing just as quickly. "Thank you..." Nivalis whispered a moment after cupping his small sack and gently squeezing it. Her very personal little stress relief toy.
Aster couldn't help but whimper adorably at his mother's touch, his spine arching slightly. He buried his face in her shoulder, hiding the deep blush spreading across his pretty face; his shaft began furiously pulsing against her hip where it poked into. "Y-you're welcome..." he whispered back, mumbling against her skin.
It was such a wrong thing to do to her little boy, playing with his testicles like this... she knew that, but couldn't help herself. Ever since they found themselves in these tunnels, Nivalis felt really, really strange; the itch between her thighs was her constant companion, distracting her and making her wet and needy like never before in her life. Her mind was constantly filled with dirty thoughts, twisted ones she would never dare utter aloud.
Was it air? The food? Perhaps they were all losing their minds? Whatever the reason, it had affected all three of them, with Aster suffering the most. He needed his relief three or four times a day, which was a lot more than usual for him. Silvia also found herself quite often in need of something to soothe her aching princess parts. Luckily, she could always count on her mother's gentle finger to do the trick. Secretly, during the night.
Because of this, she couldn't resist touching Aster's most delicate parts whenever she found herself between those times of need, as it never fails to calm her down. Somehow, her hand and Aster's testicles always found each other... in a bath, during bedtime cuddles, and sometimes even when they eat, she just goes for it. And so it was this time, too.
All kinds of naughty thoughts filled Nivalis' mind as she caressed, squeezed, and rolled Aster's delicate pair around in her palm, enjoying their texture and weight. She loved hearing those sweet whimpers and squeaks escaping his mouth every time she tugged them ever so gently downward, stretching his tender sack and the soft skin connecting it with his tiny erection.
And Aster didn't seem to mind at all, either, panting softly against Nivalis' shoulder while his shaft pulsed and twitched against her hip, smearing precum all over it.
Hearing all that, Silvia fluttered her eyes open only to see her brother's flushed face. Their golden eyes met, locking onto one another for a few brief moments before a sudden gasp slipped past his pink lips when his mom gently squeezed his testicles once again, causing him to break eye contact with his sister. He shyly burrowed himself back into the shoulder.
The girl followed their mother's hand, finding it going down between Aster's thighs from behind. She remained there silently, watching with a smile as her little brother squirmed slightly against Nivalis' hip, obediently taking whatever she was doing to him.
It wasn't the first time their mom did something like this to Aster. It had become quite common by now, especially after she started having those nightmares, like today, when she woke up scared and teary-eyed. She would always go for the boy's testicles then, playing with them, gently squeezing or tugging on them until he whimpered so cutely in her embrace... even Silvia did it once or twice, finding it adorable as well. Secretly, of course.
Without saying a word, the girl exchanged a knowing look with her mother, smiled warmly, and closed her golden eyes again, listening to all those sweet sounds coming from her little brother. A moment later, Nivalis patted Silvia's head gently with her free hand, caressing it lovingly. "Go to sleep, darling," she whispered before pressing a tender kiss onto the girl's temple and returning her attention to her boy.
Aster whimpered softly against Nivalis' shoulder as she kept teasing and tugging on his little sack, squirming around in her grasp while panting heavily. His penis throbbed and squirted precum onto her hip constantly, the clear fluid dripping down her pale skin.
It didn't take long for him to wrap his hands around Nivalis' neck and pull himself up, pressing his tiny lips against hers. His mouth felt so small compared to hers, soft and delicate... exactly how a boy his age should be, making all her worries disappear.
Nivalis hummed softly into the kiss as their mouths moved against each other's. Awkwardly at first, but with each new smack of their lips, they found their rhythm, slowly growing bolder and more passionate as minutes passed by. Throughout it all, she continued playing with his testicles, squeezing and rolling those delicate spheres of her baby boy between her fingertips ever so gently. Those cute noises Aster was making only fueled Nivalis' need to tease him further, and further she did. 'It's so wrong... I should stop,' she thought to herself, but that voice was so distant and faint, buried deep within her lust-filled mind. 'Maybe just a little longer...'
After a couple more minutes, Nivalis couldn't breathe anymore and broke the kiss off, panting. A small string of saliva connected them briefly before breaking away and falling onto their chins. Catching her breath, she whispered into her son's ear, moving her lips against his soft skin, "H-how about we take care of that pointy thing of yours so you can go back to sleep?" A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. "Just get on your knees. No quiz this time; we'll do everything quickly."
The boy shivered when he felt her warm air tickle him; his head felt light from the lack of oxygen. There was no protest or hesitation from him; instead, Aster nodded meekly and quickly scrambled up into the position she wanted, getting onto his knees, arms behind his back, slightly arching forward to present his little pink erection to his mother.
As a result, Nivalis found herself staring up at the glistening tip of a baby boy's penis, barely a breath away from her face, watching how a trickle of precum threatened to drip down onto her shoulder. 'A bit too close...' she thought, looking up into Aster's golden eyes from beneath his twitching shaft. His boyish smell invaded her nostrils, sweet yet slightly musky, making her mouth water and heart beat faster in her chest.
Nivalis could have pushed him slightly away or made him sit on her belly... or pretty much anything, but she didn't. She couldn't voice a single word of complaint because, if she was being completely honest with herself... she liked seeing her son's tiny penis so close, in all its throbbing glory, inhaling his scent... it made her smooth thighs rub against themselves, slick with her own wetness.
The view alone made her mind hazy, twisting it with nasty, naughty thoughts no mother should ever have about her boy. 'I-I need to hurry up...' she thought, reluctantly lifting her hand towards Aster's little shaft and gently grabbing onto the base of it with just two fingers, tugging it downward to point it right at her face. It was easier this way, not having to twist her wrist awkwardly, only move her fingers up and down along that painfully hard length.
She forced a tiny smile onto her lips as she began slowly pumping away at her boy's shaft, watching it throb and squirt out a little of its clear juices. "Remember, honey... good boys finish in just thirty seconds. Can you do that for mommy?" Nivalis whispered up to him, looking into his golden eyes as she worked on his tiny length, receiving only a nod in response. Her breasts jiggled with each new stroke.
Silvia fluttered her eyes open once again, hearing her mother's hushed voice. Her gaze immediately fell between the boy's thighs, spotting their mom's soft fingers wrapped around Aster's erection as she stroked it away. The squelching sounds of it filled the girl's half-elven ears. She didn't move, trying to breathe as quietly as possible; Silvia just kept observing how her mother milked her little brother, a pink hue creeping onto her soft cheeks.
Aster's face flushed deep red at the sight of both girls looking up at him, their naked, pale bodies pressed against each other. Blue and golden eyes followed every motion of Nivalis' hand, how those delicate fingers slid back and forth along his tiny shaft and occasionally twisted around it when they reached its base or tip. When they both looked into his eyes, Aster couldn't hold it anymore; a high-pitched whimper slipped past his lips as waves of intense pleasure coursed through his young, petite body. "Nngh... m-mom..." he gasped out between heavy pants.
Nivalis watched how her son's testicles tightened up against his body with each new stroke and how the tiny slit at the tip tightened and relaxed rapidly, leaking clear precum onto his own mother's fingers, dripping down her wrist. There was so much of it that some even landed on her shoulder, dangerously close to her face.
A split second later, throbbing began. Furious, intense throbs, making his entire length jump in Nivalis' hand repeatedly, causing her to tighten her grip around him. Feeling how he twitched against her palm, she couldn't help but smile faintly at the result of her work while whispering a gentle "That's it... let it all out," repeatedly, as if it were the most normal thing for a mother to say to her son. For them, however, it was just another day in this underground cave.
"Mommy..." Aster whimpered, unable to look away from his mother's and sister's faces while his shaft desperately tried to paint them with something white and sticky; unfortunately, it had nothing to give. A moment later, he fell into Nivalis's embrace, a sweaty and exhausted mess, gasping and twitching on top of her naked body.
Nivalis caught him in her arms and hugged him tightly, his chest pressed against hers. "Good boy..." she whispered against his ear while stroking his silver hair, letting him relax in her loving embrace. At some point, those powerful spasms stopped, but he didn't move from where he was; Aster just buried himself into the crook of Nivalis' neck, panting softly against her. "Take your time, sweetie. Let me know when your thingy is ready for the next one," she mumbled after a moment, planting a small kiss on his cheek.
Aster could only hum in response as he was too lost in pleasure to say anything coherent. His boyhood, even though quite sensitive, was as erect as ever, poking into the softness of his mother's pale skin. In just a few minutes, he would need another release to calm down finally, and Nivalis knew that all too well... so she gave him a few moments to recover.
Glancing to her right, Nivalis saw her daughter looking up at them, those golden orbs staring into her own. An awkward silence fell between them as they stared at each other. A tired sigh slipped from her lips as she came to the startling realization that the girl had witnessed everything she had just done, making guilt twist painfully inside her chest.
This wasn't the first time, and she knew it wouldn't be the last. So, instead of saying anything, Nivalis gently patted Silvia's head, tucking her silver hair behind her ear with a forced and quite awkward smile.
...
The day went on like any other, with them doing their usual routines: bathing, a bit of studying, playing together, and more cuddling... nothing out of the ordinary. Nivalis, however, found herself spacing out quite often.
She couldn't stop thinking about everything she had done with her children over the past months. All those disgusting, naughty things a mother should never do... and yet, she did. Lying in bed on her side with one arm propping her up, Nivalis watched idly as Aster and Silvia practiced their magic together near the steaming water.
Her gaze fell to the strip of worm meat in her hand, which she had taken to nibble on while they trained. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake those nagging thoughts from her mind. 'Is it really okay? Why did I...?' Nivalis wondered with a frown before taking another small bite, chewing slowly, and finding the taste disgusting, as always.
However, each bite made her feel a little bit better, less guilty and ashamed about all the things she was doing. Almost as if this awful food had some magical properties to keep them sane in this god-forsaken underground world. So, Nivalis ignored her stomach's complaints and swallowed another piece, wincing slightly from the nasty aftertaste.
As the minutes ticked by, she kept watching the siblings work together, practicing their spellcasting. About two weeks ago, Aster had come up with an exercise—creating two flames above his palms and trying to make them do two completely different things. One flame would circle while the other flickered, for example. It sounded rather simple, but mastering it proved to be quite challenging. Since then, Aster and Silvia have been practicing this exercise together, with Silvia attempting to do the same with her icicles.
Even though they doubted that something like this would be useful in a real fight, as it required tremendous focus, it was still quite a useful magical workout. It trained their minds, making regular casting slightly easier, and improved their control over spells. Most importantly, it allowed them to keep busy, which was crucial in this never-changing environment down here. Plus, it was great for the children to exercise and tire themselves out.
The progress so far wasn't really impressive, but it was there, and she was happy they kept trying their best. When it comes to magic, they rarely need encouragement or reminders from their mother. However, such a thing cannot be said about their regular studies. 'If only they were as dedicated to their dancing lessons,' Nivalis thought as the image of their clumsy attempts filled her mind, with feet constantly stepping on one another's toes. 'Yeah, we need to focus on those more,' she smiled faintly.
Nivalis sighed quietly when she looked at that disgusting worm meat in her hand again before taking another nibble, forcing herself not to gag. The tightness of her throat made it difficult, but slowly, the piece disappeared into her tummy, where it joined its siblings. 'I will never be picky about food ever again,' Nivalis promised herself, patting said stomach gently.
Her blue eyes wandered to the rocky wall nearby, where their crude map was, showing their progress through this endless labyrinth of rocks. "Should we even risk it? Going there?" Nivalis mumbled under her breath while taking another nibble of the worm meat in her hand. 'The more I think about it, the more I feel like we shouldn't... but we can't stay here forever, either,' she thought, staring silently at the wall.
Their map grew little by little with every trip, making them realize how enormous this place truly was. A system of tunnels, passages, and chambers that kept going and going, intersecting randomly and leading deeper and deeper underground with each step they took.
And the deeper it went, the more terrifying it became: strange noises coming from the distance, smells unlike any other wafting from nowhere, shadows dancing in the corners of their vision... each such trip was more frightening than the last, yet the only thing they found was more dead ends and empty tunnels.
They also located several patches on the walls that were slightly different in color, much like the one they had encountered when that pale lizard attacked them. Each time, they drew an "X" on their map in those locations, refusing to go anywhere near them. Some of the tunnels were filled with webs, leaving little doubt what was in there; those got marked as well. A shudder ran down Nivalis' spine at the thought of giant spiders that likely lurked within.
As for everything in between, it was mostly safe as long as they had light and paid attention to their surroundings; they were infested with worms, a disgusting mix of leech and centipede lurking in every corner and crevice of every tunnel. But they at least knew how to handle those pests.
With another tired sigh, Nivalis shook her head and glanced down at the piece of meat from those very worms. "Ugh... I'll never get used to this taste," she muttered in complaint before chewing slowly on it again. Her unhappy eyes returned to Aster and Silvia, who were sitting cross-legged, facing each other while focusing so deeply on their mana that they looked like they might poop themselves at any moment.
Once the strip of meat was gone, swallowed along with the guilt that threatened to consume her again, Nivalis pushed herself up from their makeshift bed. The soft moss gently squished beneath her palms as she rose, her pale breasts bouncing slightly with each movement.
— "Mind if I join you for a bit, little ones?" Nivalis asked, walking toward the steaming water with small, careful steps, trying not to slip or get on any sharp rocks that littered their cave. Her naked body was on full display, glistening in the gentle glow of blue crystals, showing off all those perfect curves and smooth skin. They wore their clothes only when going outside; otherwise, they were always naked in their little cave.
"Sure," Aster and Silvia replied simultaneously without even glancing at her while she approached them, too busy with their spells to pay attention.
Nivalis simply sat herself down behind her baby boy and scooted closer to him until her soft breasts pressed into his back, hard nipples poking his smooth, delicate skin. With her chin on his shoulder and arms on his chest, she looked down, examining those little flames dancing around his bandaged hands. "Don't mind me," Nivalis whispered a moment later before planting a small kiss on the side of Aster's neck and letting out a contented sigh, enjoying the warmth and softness of his young body against hers.
All on their own, her eyes wandered down to his thighs, finding that tiny penis nestled snugly between them, limp and so incredibly small... so cute. And for a fleeting moment, Nivalis found herself wishing it were erect so she could feel those furious throbs against her fingers once again. Her face flushed slightly at the thought. 'No. Bad. Stop it,' she scolded herself, tearing her gaze away from that little thing between her baby's legs and looking back up at the flickering flames above his palms instead.
...
The evening eventually arrived, though the term "evening" had lost much of its meaning in this place. They had simply exhausted themselves enough for the day and decided to just go to sleep, as simply as that. The dim glow of blue crystals on the ceiling, much like a sky full of tiny stars, gently illuminated their room as they lay in their little nest together once again. "Let me take another look," Nivalis muttered, carefully unwrapping the bandages from her son's hands to examine his palms.
His once delicate hands now bore the scars of burns, so ugly and painful-looking that they made her heart ache every time she saw them. However, compared to how they used to be just a few weeks ago, it was a night-and-day difference. They were still slightly swollen and quite red, but at least all the blisters were gone now, and the pus had stopped oozing from those wounds.
She gently caressed his palms, running her fingers along the tender skin; he only winced a few times when her fingertips brushed over the worst burns. "Try to clench them into fists," Nivalis whispered, pulling him closer to herself and wrapping an arm around his small frame protectively. His cheek pressed against hers, his warm breath tickling her neck.
"O-okay..." Aster obeyed, taking a deep breath as his fingers curled inward slowly. A little groan escaped his mouth when pain shot through them like lightning; he couldn't make fists no matter how hard he tried. His wrists shook from the effort, teeth gritted together, and eyes shut tight.
Silvia silently watched them from the side, resting her head on her mother's shoulder. Her golden eyes were focused on Aster's hands, filled with worry for her little brother.
Gently stroking his silver hair, Nivalis whispered a comforting little lie to lift his spirits, "You're doing a little bit better today... Now, try to open them up again." She watched how his little fingers slowly uncurled until both palms were completely open. It was just as hard and painful, if not more so. He kept his eyes closed the whole time, panting softly. 'Poor thing...' she thought, tenderly caressing his head. "It'll get better," she reassured him with a gentle kiss on his cheek. "We just need to be patient. Don't push yourself too hard."
"I don't think things have improved at all..." Aster muttered, falling silent for a good minute, thinking about something. Nivalis could only sigh at that, gently rubbing her baby boy's back to comfort him, feeling the ridges of his spine beneath her fingers. "What if the problem is the opposite? I'm not pushing myself hard enough? It's been a week since I started trying..." he added, pulling back slightly with a worried look in his golden eyes, his brows furrowed. "Maybe I should start doing some exercises or something..." Aster added in a shy whisper, glancing down at his trembling palms. "What do you think?"
Nivalis couldn't stop herself from sighing again; it made sense, but letting him do something as painful as that was hard to agree with. 'But what if he won't be able to grip anything in his hands ever again if we don't try?' she thought, her heart clenching at that horrifying possibility. "You might be right..." Nivalis finally said, after a moment of silence, the words bitter on her tongue as they left her mouth. "But... I don't know," she added quietly, gently tucking some of his hair behind his ear. "It'll hurt a lot, sweetie."
The boy nodded hesitantly before replying in an uncertain mumble, "...Please, let's try. If nothing changes in a week or two, we can stop." His eyes darted between her blue ones, hoping she would agree.
For a long moment, Nivalis simply looked at her son in silence, then at her daughter, and back at Aster again. She took a deep breath before saying, with an unconvincing smile, "...Okay. Let's try." She gave him a small kiss on the forehead. "Come here, honey." Cupping his little butt with her palm, Nivalis positioned the boy on top of herself, letting Aster straddle her belly. Much like when he humped her, but this time they won't be doing any such thing; she just had another idea.
He took a moment to get comfortable, squishing his little butt against her flat tummy. His face showed a bit of confusion, but he said nothing, waiting patiently for Nivalis to continue.
— "I have a little something for you to squish," she finally whispered with an awkward smile, gently pushing those big and incredibly soft breasts together with her upper arms, shyly looking at his face to see whether or not he liked her idea. His hands looked so bad that she was willing to do anything that might help. And knowing just how much her boy loved his mommy's breasts, ever since he was a tiny baby, why not combine the two, making things for him a little bit easier?
Aster stared down at them with an adorable look on his innocent face, not even realizing that he wasn't blinking or breathing while admiring that lovely cleavage before him. "I don't think they are little..." he mumbled back, scooting closer until there was no room between the boy and his mother's bosom, butt pressed now against the bottom of her ribcage. His flaccid penis nestled snugly in the valley of those big, soft breasts. "Oh... I-I guess I can do that," Aster replied with a silly, happy smile.
Silvia couldn't stop herself from giggling at her little brother's reaction, still resting in the crook of her mother's arm. "Boys," she whispered up to Nivalis, who could only chuckle quietly in response, nodding in agreement.
Nivalis ran her hands along Aster's thighs before letting them rest on his butt, spreading those soft cheeks apart slightly. He didn't mind, only hummed at the feeling of her hands on him. "Go ahead, honey. Do anything you want to them," she instructed while pushing her chest further against her baby boy, enjoying the dumbfounded expression on his face; not a lot of thoughts were going through that pretty head of his at that moment.
With a shaky sigh, Aster looked up at his mother's face and back at her lovely breasts again before nodding. His hands trembled as he brought them to those big, soft mounds. He pressed his palms against them, fingers sinking into the tender flesh, but as soon as he tried to squeeze... pain shot through his hands, making him hiss in discomfort. "I'm okay... just need a moment," he whispered before Nivalis could say anything.
The mother hummed quietly in response, giving his butt a little reassuring squeeze before caressing it soothingly with her palms, kneading the softness of his behind. "Take your time, sweetie. As long as you want," she whispered gently. Nivalis could feel how rough his hands were. Those burns rubbing against her smooth skin felt strange; it was nothing like a child's touch she so fondly remembered and got used to. Yet, she said nothing about it, letting him continue.
Aster squished her big breasts ever so slowly, with almost no strength behind his touch, even though he put his all into each one of his attempts to squeeze them properly. His brows furrowed as he focused intently on his fingers, struggling to curl them the way they used to, forcing himself through the pain and discomfort that came from it.
After a lot of painful grunting and wincing, Aster finally managed to squeeze his mother's breasts somewhat properly. Naturally, he gave them a gentle shake right away, smiling at how beautifully they wobbled for him; those big mounds were just too perfect to resist playing with. "Heheheh..." he giggled, unable to help himself.
"Good boy," Nivalis whispered with a proud smile, cupping his happy face and brushing away silver locks behind his pointy ears. "Now, try again... Oh." She tried to add but stopped midway through her sentence when she felt something poking against her bosom, right in between her breasts—something hot, small, and thudding slightly.
Nivalis looked at her naughty boy from below with a warm, motherly smile. He already had a faint blush on his youthful face as he stared down where his tiny penis was poking against his mommy's cleavage. "It's okay, honey. We'll take care of it once you're done," she said, caressing his thighs gently. "Nine more times to go. You can do it," Nivalis encouraged warmly.
With a shy nod and a grateful smile on his lips, Aster began slowly kneading her bosom again, ignoring all the pain it caused to his hands. She kept counting quietly for him as he did so, pretending that she didn't feel how he, at some point, began rubbing those big breasts against his little boyhood. Ignoring how much it throbbed between them, how its tip leaked out its precum onto her smooth skin with each movement of his hips. And even the faint squelching noises that came out from there... like a good mother, she ignored all that, too.
All to help him, and not because she enjoyed it, of course not... her thighs almost didn't rub against one another, proving just that!