Everlasting Dream-Chapter 105: Her sweet taste (End of the arc)

Silvia did her best to remain gentle and delicate while tending to him. Little by little, she worked her way around every blister and joint, trying not to miss a single spot before eventually moving on to the other hand. Usually, it was Nivalis who handled this task, but for now, the little girl had to take her place until she woke up. "Mhm... You're called big sis for a reason!" An almost unnoticeable mumble escaped Silvia's pink lips as she worked, followed by a proud huff.

Aster breathed heavily, tears welling up in his golden eyes as he struggled to remain still under the agonizing sensation of the icy shard scraping against his raw skin. "I was thinking..." the boy began, trying desperately to distract himself from what his sister was doing to his hand. "We'll have to hunt again... soon. We're running low on meat, and if Mom doesn't wake up in a few days, we might need to go back there," he whispered between faint hisses.

The girl didn't immediately respond as she was too focused on her work, only her brows twitching slightly at his words. "Yeah... you're right," she finally mumbled after a few long moments of silence. Her golden gaze momentarily flicked towards their resting mother before returning to his wounded hand on her lap. A slight pout formed on her lips, and her voice grew softer with worry as she spoke again. "What if she wakes up while we're away? Or something happens..."

Nodding, Aster took a deep breath before hesitantly continuing. "I... I know. What if I go alone? You'll stay here and protect—" he tried to suggest, but she interrupted him.

"No," came Silvia's stern reply, firm and leaving no room for discussion. She briefly paused from tending to his wounds, lifting the shard and looking at him seriously. "No way. That's a bad idea. We stick together."

A heavy sigh escaped Aster's lips as he glanced away, knowing better than to argue against that. "Then... seal her away and do everything fast, I guess," he whispered back with another wince when Silvia returned to cleaning his wounds, scraping the icy shard across his raw skin.

The girl stayed quiet, giving only a slight nod in response as she focused on the work while millions of thoughts raced through her mind. "How is your... thingy?" she asked after a few minutes, her eyes flicking to his pink penis for a second before returning to his burned palm. It was still soft and wrinkled, resting against his thigh.

The boy glanced down as well, following his sister's gaze. It's been almost three hours since his last humping session against her petite butt, something they ended up doing three-four times a day, all to keep it calm. Each time, Silvia patiently lay beneath him like a good sister, letting him rub himself against the smoothness of her bottom until he was done, pretending to be asleep. "No... not yet," Aster whispered back, a tiny smile appearing on his lips as he remembered those moments.

Rolling her golden eyes slightly, Silvia whispered, "You dummy." Her face flushed a bit from all those naughty memories of his penis throbbing and twitching between her soft buttocks, the sound of their wet skin slapping together. Her thighs pressed against each other slightly at the thought before she stopped herself.

Noticing this, Aster frowned in concern. Even though he told her about not minding helping her out in return, Silvia never asked him for it again. "We can do something, you know? If... you're feeling uncomfortable down there," he said quietly, glancing down at her little pussy peeking between the thighs. "With how much you're doing for me, I don't mind helping. Just... tell me what I should do."

Silvia just shook her head, staying quiet as she cleaned his wounds meticulously. The boy waited for her to say something, but after a few moments of silence, nothing came out of those puffy lips of hers. He was about to give up on waiting and change the subject when she finally spoke up, with an unconvincing whisper of "I'm fine... really." After clearing her throat quietly, she added, "Alright, I think it's clean enough now. It looks much better," a satisfied smile appearing on her face, only to turn awkward when she met his eyes.

— "I'm serious. You can ask me for anything; you know that," Aster whispered, offering her a gentle smile of encouragement. "We're siblings, after all. I'll never be upset or angry because of anything like this... ever. I promise."

Silvia gazed into his golden eyes for a fleeting moment, as if she were on the verge of saying yes. Hump her little brother's face again like a horsey until all the itching and wetness were gone, leaving her with that pleasant numbness deep within her tummy and princess parts.

But before any of that could happen, she quickly got to her feet and grabbed his dirty bandages, heading towards the hot spring to wash them thoroughly. "We can't, Asty," she whispered back without turning around, her silver hair swaying slightly above that soft little butt as it jiggled a bit with each step. She carefully sat on her knees at the pool's edge and dipped the bandages into the water, gently scrubbing them against each other.

Still in bed, Aster looked at her in confusion, frowning slightly. "How is this different from what we were doing earlier?" he asked, holding his hands before himself, careful not to touch anything. "You really liked it when... you know. Yeah, it's a bit weird, but... And I don't think it's healthy for you to..." he mumbled, struggling to find the right words.

The girl sighed quietly, still scrubbing those bandages clean. She paused briefly before replying softly, "Because," she said simply, her voice barely above a whisper. "I promised Mom not to. And I already feel bad about everything we're doing," Silvia explained, still not turning around. "Besides, it doesn't cause me pain... just itching." The boy could only sigh at that.

The silence stretched between them for a few more minutes as the girl continued washing the bandages in the hot water, scrubbing them gently against each other. The blue light from above reflected off the pool beneath her, painting her pale skin with its soft hues. Little droplets from the steam settled on her body, making it glisten gently.

To be worn again, those bandages had to dry first, and since they had no spare fabric at all, she had to be creative. Once clean and washed, the girl took a moment to gather a bit of mana, only to use it by freezing the cloth solid, to the point where it couldn't even bend. From there, it was just a matter of concentration as she slowly separated ice crystals from the fabric, making it look almost new again. Simple yet incredibly useful magic, if a little challenging to learn at first.

After that, she returned to his side and began wrapping the bandages around Aster's hands, careful not to press or squeeze too much against the burns. The cold sensation felt incredibly soothing against them, making the pain ease up slightly. "There... all done," Silvia whispered with a weak smile, expecting her reward.

The boy smiled back and leaned closer to plant countless tender kisses all over her cheek while whispering against it between each one, "You're the best sister ever. I love youuuuu." Wrapping his arms around her neck, he gently lowered them both onto their bedding. Their petite bodies snuggled together like two spoons in a drawer as they cuddled. "And this is why I'm going to help you 'pee' right now, okay?" Aster suddenly said against the pointy ear of his sister.

A small yelp escaped from her throat when he suddenly rolled her onto her back, pressing her slim figure against the softness of the moss beneath their makeshift bed. "W-What? No, no, no," Silvia whispered back in panic, quickly wrapping her legs around his hips and locking them tightly together to stop him from moving down onto her, where that wet little pussy between her thighs lay waiting. Her hands grabbed his shoulders, holding him still. "I-I told you... I'm okay. It was just one time, Asty. We... shouldn't do it again," she mumbled, feeling her face grow hot with embarrassment.

Aster looked at the girl beneath him, so shy and vulnerable right now, meeting those pretty golden eyes of hers, all while her thighs clenched and unclenched against him in an attempt to stop him from doing anything. "Are you sure? I won't tell Mom if you don't," he whispered shyly, leaning closer against her chest. "It would feel nice... like last time. No? If you don't like it, we can try rubbin' it instead? Like against my knee or something."

She gulped quietly, her heart beating faster at his words. The memory of those warm lips and tongue pressed against her soft folds, lapping at all that moisture dripping down from them, flickered in her mind once more. "I... I'm sure," Silvia forced out of herself, feeling his pink shaft, luckily still soft, press against her most intimate place when he tried to wriggle himself free. A tiny gasp escaped her lips at the sensation. "Please... just stop," she whispered breathlessly, adding in a small voice, "If you want to help so much, then... um... my..."

Aster frowned in confusion and stopped moving at his sister's words. Her grip on his shoulders and hips loosened slightly, though still firm enough to prevent him from doing anything silly. "What is it?" he whispered back.

"Forget it. It's silly," Silvia mumbled shyly, looking away from those curious golden eyes of his studying her face.

His tongue clicked against the roof of his mouth in slight annoyance. "If you won't tell me, I'll start blowing raspberries onto your tummy until you do," Aster threatened with a mischievous smile.

"No!" Silvia gasped quietly in panic, squirming beneath him and locking her legs once again. "That's cheating!"

He patiently waited for his sister to spill the beans, looking at her with that knowing look in his eyes. After some silence, she finally sighed in defeat, mumbling quietly, "Fine..." Gulping down the lump in her throat, she continued, "Remember those massages you did for my... boobies? To make them grow bigger? Could you please do that again?"

Aster blinked in surprise, not expecting that. His gaze lowered from her face to those two small bumps on her chest, visible only because of how the light from those crystals illuminated this cave. Two incredibly delicate nipples stood proud despite the warmth of the place, pinkish and pointy. "Alright... yeah. It's been a while," he chuckled awkwardly. He remembered those winter evenings back in their old home and how much Silvia worried that her chest hadn't grown even a bit. Many things have happened since then, so he has almost forgotten about it.

The girl relaxed slightly, letting go of his shoulders and hips. "I just... I know it's really silly, but—" she tried to say something, only for Aster to interrupt her.

— "Nothing silly about it. If that's what you want, I'll do it," he whispered reassuringly, offering her a gentle smile. He pressed both of her thighs together with his hands before sitting on top of them, straddling her hips. "Alright, let's give them a little massage," he mumbled while placing both hands gently onto her chest, cupping each small mound in his bandaged palms. "I think they grew a little. Yeah."

"They did?! Really?" Silvia almost shouted out, looking at him with bright, happy eyes filled with hope. Her gaze then lowered to his hands resting atop her flat chest, waiting for what he would do.

Aster nodded and mumbled quietly, "Mhm... just a tiny bit. But it's a start, right?" It was a sweet little lie to make his big sister feel better, and it worked, judging by that toothy smile he got in response. For him, it didn't matter whether her chest was big or small; he loved her just the way she was, with all those perfect imperfections. They were beautiful in his eyes.

Taking a moment to get comfortable on top of her, letting his soft shaft and testicles gently rest against the softness of her tummy, he finally began massaging her chest with his fingers. However, as soon as he did that, Aster winced at a sudden spike in pain from his burns and blisters. "Uh... right. Forgot about those," he whispered in embarrassment, unsure what to do now. He removed his palms from her chest and stared at the pouting girl beneath him, the disappointment visible on her pale face. "I'm sorry... I guess not today. In a month or two, maybe?"

Silvia shook her head furiously, not accepting this outcome. "Nope. I can't wait this long, Asty! Two months?! When I finally have some progress!" she huffed at him, puffing out her cheeks even more as she spoke. "Try again, please!"

The boy sighed and gently pressed his bandaged palms against her chest once more, only to wince at the pain that followed. Those wounds hurt enough as is, without squeezing them on something. The heaviest thing he had held ever since he burned them was just those thin meat slices, nothing else. After a moment of hesitation, he finally said, "I can't..." before adding, "Maybe try yourself?"

"I already do. Almost every night," she whispered back, shaking her head again. A tiny pout graced her lips, and wetness formed at the corners of her eyes. "Alright... I guess it's fine. We can't help it." Her hands cupped both small breasts gently and squeezed them together. They didn't reach each other, still too far apart.

Seeing his big sister sad like that made him feel bad. His mind quickly raced, searching for anything that could help her out. "What if—" Aster began, his voice hesitant and a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks. He paused to gather his thoughts before continuing in an almost-whisper, "I... I-I can use my mouth?"

She blinked in surprise, staring at him with wide, golden eyes filled with confusion. "Your mouth?" Silvia whispered back, her brows furrowing as she processed what he meant by that. His mouth on her chest. On her nipples. "Like... nursing? Like we did with Mom?"

— "Yeah?" He replied quietly, shrugging his bare shoulders. "Eh, forget it," Aster quickly added, realizing how weird the idea was, shaking his head rapidly. "It's silly, isn't it? Never mind."

Silvia stared at him for a few more seconds before nodding and gently mumbling, "Okay." Her voice was barely above a whisper, so quiet that it almost hid in the faint bubbling of the hot spring nearby.

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The boy wasn't sure if he had heard her right, blinking at his sister's face in confusion for a few seconds, much like she had earlier. "Okay?" he repeated.

Silvia nodded again from beneath him, avoiding looking at the boy out of pure embarrassment. "Mhm. Yeah, it's a bit weird..." she mumbled shyly before taking another deep breath to calm down, adding, "But if it will help me grow..." She stopped there, biting her lower lip as she met his golden gaze. Her hands cupped both small boobs and pinched those tiny nipples gently, offering them to him with a whisper of "Please?"

Before he could answer anything, she gulped down the lump in her throat and managed to add, "...but if it's too gross for you, then... it's fine," practically forcing the words out of herself.

Aster sighed quietly before nodding at her, leaning closer against her naked body until his lips hovered just above her delicate chest. He looked up, meeting her golden eyes once more. "Are you sure? Mom wouldn't be happy about it—mph," he tried to whisper but was interrupted by the hand on the back of his head pressing his face down against her tit, forcing that tiny nipple between those soft lips of his. Its taste reminded him of their mother's, but somehow different. Softer.

"It's not the same... It's just a massage. Not our fault that your hands got burned," Silvia mumbled shyly, her cheeks and face completely red by now, just as his own. She gently stroked Aster's black hair with one hand while feeling him breathe hot air against her chest, his warm tongue brushing gently across the delicate flesh of her nipple.

Nodding faintly, Aster began moving his tongue around, licking her sensitive nub ever so slowly, remembering how their mother liked it. His eyes never left hers as he did so, watching her flushed face for any signs of discomfort. He could feel her heartbeat, fast and loud, pulsing against his tongue.

She breathed faster than usual, quietly huffing whenever he flicked against that sensitive tip of hers. Her legs squirmed gently beneath him as she tried to relax despite all the strange tingling sensations coursing through her skinny body. "You need to pull it a bit... to make them bigger..." Silvia whispered after a few minutes, her lower lip trembling slightly.

'Right,' he thought, remembering why they were doing this in the first place. He got so distracted by his sister's sweet taste on his tongue, her warmth and softness, that it slipped his mind entirely. Giving it another lick, Aster pressed his lips around its base to form a tight seal before beginning gently sucking at it, pulling as much of her little mound into his mouth as possible.

Her reaction was instant; Silvia gasped sharply and bucked her hips up against his belly, squirming more than before. A second later, her body began to quiver beneath him, a high-pitched whine filling the cave, echoing off its walls. "A-Asty!" was all she managed to squeak out.

Releasing her with a distinctive "pop" sound, Aster looked at her in concern, a thin string of saliva still connecting her nipple to his lower lip. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, feeling her entire body tremble against him.

She had her eyes closed, mouth agape, and panted heavily. "Y-yes... yes... I-I'm alright," Silvia mumbled, unable to stop the shaking that overtook her petite frame. After that, her voice trailed into silence, leaving only their heavy breathing echoing throughout the cave, mixed with bubbling water from the nearby pool.

When everything seemed alright, Aster asked again, this time more quietly, "Did you just...?"

Silvia took a deep breath and nodded weakly, still feeling a tingling sensation inside. "I-I think so?" she replied softly, opening her beautiful golden eyes to meet his. Her face remained flushed with hues of pink and red, while her silver hair lay messily on the soft bedding beneath them. She offered him a small, awkward smile before adding, "...Sorry for scaring you like that. I don't know why it happened."

Aster smiled back just as awkwardly. "It's alright. I didn't know it could happen from this place," he said softly, looking down at her little nipple he just sucked on; it glistened with his saliva and looked a bit more swollen than the other one. The marks of his teeth were also visible on her tender skin, making him feel guilty for not being gentler. "Are we done?"

She shook her head and replied, "No... we have to do both equally. I can't have only one big one! It's even worse than none at all!" Silvia whispered, rubbing that sensitive nub he just sucked on with her finger, smearing the wetness around. "B-but maybe not as fast... or strong... like before," she added shyly.

— "Okay... okay," Aster sighed back and slowly leaned down once more, pressing his lips gently against her left nipple, his chin resting softly against her mound. The sensation was exactly the same as the first one: soft, warm, and incredibly sensitive. Unlike before, though, he decided to take it extra slowly this time.

Moving his tongue in a gentle circular motion around that small, pink nub of hers, Aster let out a short, satisfied hum against her chest as he tasted it. She kept wriggling around with each little movement of his warm tongue against that sensitive bundle of nerves, making all kinds of cute noises she tried so hard to suppress.

Not a single word was shared between them as minutes passed, only their breaths and occasional moans filling the silence. Just brother and sister, alone in a cave far away in the north, cuddling together, their petite bodies rubbing against one another while he nursed on her delicate chest. He could feel every heartbeat, every shiver that went through her body, every breath and gasp she made. 'It's even better than doing it with Mom,' Aster couldn't help but think. Something was just so... different when he was doing this with her. So special.

As the minutes turned into tens, Silvia slowly grew accustomed to that foreign sensation of her little brother's tongue against such a sensitive place, her body relaxing gradually, the wriggling and squirming becoming more subtle. Her hand played with his soft locks, stroking gently as he worked. He kept changing breasts from time to time, giving each side equal attention, his warm saliva trickling down to her sides and flat belly.

Her nipples puffed up slightly from all the stimulation, making them look like an actual girl's chest, much to Silvia's happiness. "A few more minutes, please," she kept whispering over and over again, not wanting it to end just yet. Aster was happy to comply, suckling on her for as long as his big sister wished, with his arms wrapped tightly around her waist. It's not like they had anything else to do here anyway.

"Mm... Asty... I think I'm close again..." Silvia suddenly whispered after nearly forty minutes had passed. Her breath quickened once more, her hips trembling slightly. The little girl beneath him felt a familiar sensation building up deep within her tummy. "A bit harder, please," she added quietly, her voice barely louder than a soft exhale.

It was at that very moment when a soft rustle of sheets echoed in the cave, almost inaudible to their ears. A second later, Nivalis opened her eyes and saw her children cuddling together on the opposite side of the bed, just an arm's length away from her. Aster sucked on Silvia's breast while she trembled and wriggled beneath him.

Nivalis blinked her blue eyes in confusion, unsure whether it was just another nightmare. It surely looked like one.

And that blinking was enough for the young girl to turn her head towards her not-so-sleeping mother. Her golden eyes went wide as plates when she met Nivalis's gaze. "Mom...?" Silvia whispered in panic. The poor thing's heart skipped a beat, only to start racing against her rib cage like crazy.

The boy froze immediately and slowly turned his head towards his mother, still having his mouth on one of those now puffy and swollen nipples, all while straddling her thighs. His face turned pale when he saw Nivalis staring back at him with an unreadable expression. In a desperate attempt to pull himself away from her chest, Aster accidentally tugged at that sensitive little nub with his teeth. It was enough for Silvia's skinny body to tense up, and another orgasm washed over her, accompanied by a quiet moan she so desperately tried to suppress. Waves of pleasure ran through every single muscle in her, much to her dismay.

"Uhh... hi? I'm really glad you're okay, Mom," Aster whispered, forcing an awkward smile onto his flushed face. "I know this looks bad, but... but..." he trailed off, looking down at his sister, who kept trembling beneath him without stopping. Her swollen nipples throbbed and pulsed from the intense sensation; her breathing was rapid and shallow. Gulping down nervously, he returned his golden gaze to his mother and mumbled a defeated, "We are going to get spanked, aren't we?"

Nivalis just sighed with a nod, humming a hoarse "mhm" while struggling to get up. A frown formed on her tired face as she stared at her surroundings, not recognizing this place at all. "Come here, you two. Please," she managed to whisper after a few seconds of silence, patting her lap gently. Memories of all those nightmares were still fresh in her mind, all those awful things Haldor did, torturing... but for now, it could wait. She had more than enough tears to deal with that later; right now, she just needed her children in her arms: her charming knight and her little snowflake.

As for the spanking, well... it's an entirely different story. One filled with many excuses and promises never to do anything like this again, all accompanied by the sound of palm smacking against tender bottoms. A canon, almost biblical event that shall stay between the three of them, quickly forgotten in the warmth of the first cuddle that followed the deed.