Chapter 80 — Sister needs your help!

Chapter 80 — Sister needs your help!

The morning began just as oppressively as the previous one: dark, with only faint, dim light filtering through the thick canopy of the forest. Deep beneath an ancient tree, among the giant, gnarled roots, Aster awoke from the most restful sleep he'd ever known. And for good reason — he has the best sister a brother could wish for.

Aster's hand was in his sister's silky silver locks, just behind her cute, pointy ear; he gently ran his fingers through the soft strands. But as the fog of sleep lifted from his mind, his eyes suddenly widened in realization. 'We... we shouldn't have done this,' Aster thought, his heart pounding rapidly against his ribcage. 'Oh, gods... it's even worse than what happened near the river...' he thought in dismay.

The wet shaft landed on Silvia's cheek and rested there for a moment, smearing her slimy saliva all over it until she shifted slightly to get more comfortable. Then Aster felt his member slide between her lips once more as the girl caught it in her sleep. 'Ugh... no,' he thought when her tongue started to move lazily against his wrinkled foreskin, then slipped inside it to lap at his sensitive tip. His foreskin wrapped around her little tongue as it moved inside, feeling heavenly as his sister licked and suckled him.

Her lips moved slightly as she mumbled incoherently in sleep, but she remained fast asleep, her flat chest rising and falling in rhythm with her soft breaths. 'This is so wrong,' Aster sighed quietly, feeling utterly guilty about what they did together. 'Will she hate me for this?' a thought flashed through his mind, making his stomach clench with dread.

They both remained silent for a long moment, staring into each other's eyes in the heavy darkness beneath the blanket. Aster didn't know what to say or how to apologize to her for what happened last night. The guilt weighed heavily on his young shoulders, making his stomach uneasy. He opened his mouth to apologize, but the words died before he could speak them, and he found it almost impossible to find the right words.

"How are you feeling?" Silvia finally broke the heavy silence, her voice barely louder than a soft exhale.

— "Um..." Aster gulped nervously, his mind only now registering all the terrible aching that coursed through his underdeveloped body, especially inside his chest. But at least he didn't tremble like yesterday. "A little bit better, I think," he whispered, his heart still hammering rapidly against his ribcage. "Everything hurts after that spell. It was stupid of me to ignite so much mana..." he added after a moment. "And... uhm..."

"Did you like it?" the girl suddenly asked, interrupting him. Her golden eyes watched Aster intently in the dim light filtering through the blanket.

A quiet giggle escaped Silvia's lips as she tenderly caressed her little brother's cheek, her fingers tracing the contours of his features in the darkness. "It was... wrong, right?" she hesitantly asked, her hand stopping its gentle movements. "Like... siblings shouldn't do that?"

— "Y-yeah," Aster nodded slightly, unsure what else to say. He couldn't force himself to look into her eyes, a deep sense of shame filling his heart. "I'm sorry," the boy whispered again.

"Is it wrong that... I liked it a bit, too?" Silvia admitted quietly, biting her lower lip nervously. "It was... a little fun. I guess. And your thingy tasted... not bad," she added, her voice trembling slightly. "But you didn't release your seed inside me, so it should be fine, right?"

"Oh... really? Huh... I didn't know that," Silvia whispered, surprised by that new knowledge. She then fell silent momentarily, her thoughts whirling rapidly inside her head as she tried to process everything. "I see..." she paused, looking at him with curiosity and uncertainty in her golden eyes. "You won't tell mom, right?" she asked quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Silvia giggled quietly and then nodded in agreement. "I'm sorry for kissing your thingy," she whispered apologetically. "I just wanted to help. You were trembling so much yesterday... and it helped a bit..." she explained, her hand finding his own in the dark and squeezing gently, their fingers intertwining. "And you liked it a little... and then I liked it a bit... so I just..." she trailed off, looking away shyly.

— "Why did you sleep with it in your mouth, though?" Aster quietly chuckled, almost immediately earning a playful flick of her finger on his forehead.

"I did not!" she huffed quietly, only to giggle a second later. "I did, didn't I?" Silvia admitted sheepishly, blushing. "Sorry?"

— "It's me who should be sorry, Silvia. Not you," Aster whispered back, wrapping his arms around her protectively. "I'm sorry for doing that to you. And that thing at the river..."

"Shh," she hushed him, hugging him back just as tightly. "We will not talk about it again, okay? Like, ever. It never happened. And that thing at the river, too."

Even though Aster's heart still ached with guilt, he smiled weakly and nodded slightly. "Okay," he whispered.

Silvia paused momentarily before asking quietly, her voice barely audible against his ear, "By the way... how do you usually make it go soft? I tried to pinch it, but it didn't help."

Aster winced, remembering the pain her pinch had caused him. "I don't. It never goes soft unless..." he replied honestly, only to cut himself mid-sentence. Only after he spoke did Aster realize that he should have lied or just told a half-truth. He can't tell about what he and Nivalis often did during the night.

"You don't? How... I don't understand. How does it go soft, then?" Silvia asked, confused by his answer.

— "Well..." he sighed, knowing he should tell her something now that he'd mentioned it. And Aster didn't want to lie to her, to the closest person in his life. "Can I ask you to keep a secret? A big one," he asked after a moment of silence.

"How... why?" Silvia whispered in disbelief. "No... really?"

"She does it with her mouth, too?" the girl asked in a hushed tone, "Like I did?"

— "N-no. Usually, I just humping against her navel until it feels good... you know," Aster answered awkwardly, looking away. "Sometimes, with her hand. But she doesn't like doing it. The first time she did, she cried a lot."

— "Oh... then, what should we do?" Aster asked, his brow furrowed as he considered her words. "How about I massage your tummy?"

And so, beneath their blanket in the dim light that barely filtered through the thick cloth, Aster gently placed his hands on Silvia's soft stomach and began massaging it tenderly, trying not to put any pressure there. "Better?"

Aster rubbed soothing circles on her belly, trying his best to provide some relief for his sister. However, no matter how much he tried to soothe her bladder, it continued to swell painfully. "Asty?" Silvia eventually whispered after a while, stopping his hand. "I-I'm sorry but... I can't hold it anymore," she said through gritted teeth, her voice trembling with each word. "It's just... too much. It hurts so badly and... I can't..."

But before a trickle of pee left her body, the silver-haired girl hesitated, biting her lower lip nervously. She glanced at Aster anxiously, golden eyes wide and uncertain. "I have a silly idea how to, um... not make any mess," she suddenly whispered, her voice wavering. "But... I don't know. It's stupid and weird, and you'll probably think I'm crazy for even suggesting it... And it's super wrong. Probably."

Silvia gently parted her slender legs so Aster could position his face between them. Her mind raced with embarrassment at the thought of what he was about to do, but she couldn't deny there was also a hint of relief. "Asty... thank you," she mumbled as she felt the warmth of his breath against her sensitive folds, the sensation making her shiver slightly. To make sure he saw what he was doing, she lifted a bit the blanket that covered them to let some light in.

"Are you sure? I mean... I'm about to pee, and it will just... go into your mouth. Like a lot. And if Mom-" Silvia mumbled hesitantly, only for him to cut her off by pressing his lips firmly against her sensitive folds. She whimpered in surprise, her body tensing at the sudden sensation of her little brother's mouth in her most private place. Her thighs instinctively closed around his head, trapping him in between them; her legs rested on his shoulders. "O-oh... I'm really about to do it," she mumbled shyly, adjusting her hips slightly.

Aster just nodded in response, not pulling away from his sister's warm pussy. The sound of his lips smacking against her folds filled the silence around them.

"Umm... okay, here it goes," Silvia murmured as she spread herself open with trembling fingers, trying to give more room for him as her pussy was too small and too tight. She breathed deeply, preparing herself mentally, but the nervousness made it hard to relax her bladder. Seconds turned into long, awkward minutes that seemed like hours as the young girl felt her little brother breathing against her tiny, hairless pussy. "I-I can't... it's not coming out..." she added, frustration colored her voice.

Aster didn't respond. He simply held onto her trembling thighs and waited patiently for her to pee into his mouth, trying his best not to think about the taste of his sister's pussy, the warmth of it against his lips, or how soft it was to the touch, heavenly so; not a single hair on her delicate folds. Instead, he cleared his mind, leaving it as blank as possible, and focused on being there for her.

After a few awkward minutes, a soft, tiny trickle of urine escaped her tight slit. Silvia let out a quiet, cute gasp as more began to flow into Aster's mouth, the warm, golden liquid splashing against his tongue, its salty and sour taste filling his mouth. It was disgusting, without a doubt, but he endured it for his sister, pressing his face tightly against her pussy to avoid any leaks, his nose brushing against her delicate folds.

When Aster felt his mouth was full to the brim, he tapped her soft thighs, signaling for her to stop. Silvia instantly clenched her muscles, halting her stream. 'Don't think about the taste,' he told himself as he waited a few seconds to ensure it stopped completely. He licked a wild trickle of urine from her pussy before hesitantly pulling away.

Again and again, Aster repeated the process, spitting his sister's pee into the small hole in the ground before returning to catch more with his mouth. Her stream gradually weakened with each repetition until it finally stopped. 'Finally...' he smiled in relief, his tongue licking the remaining liquid off his lips and her delicate flesh before slowly pulling away from her warm, glistening folds. He spat out one last time before wiggling back up beside her.

— "Thanks," the boy replied softly, gently sucking on the ice, his tongue swirling around its cold surface, though it hardly helped to wash away the taste. Some of her pee even slid down his throat, as it was impossible not to swallow a bit. 'At least we didn't make any mess,' he thought with relief, sighing quietly. "Better?"

Silvia nodded slightly. Her golden irises glanced at him shyly, barely visible in the dark. "Yes, a lot better," she whispered, her voice soft. "Thank you."

— "You're welcome," Aster replied warmly, kissing his sister's flushed cheek gently.

"You had pee in your mouth," Silvia quietly laughed, playfully pushing him away. "Yuck."

— "Shut up," Aster chuckled, rolling his eyes at her. "Let's just forget it ever happened, like everything else," he whispered.

"Agreed," the girl nodded in agreement, sighing softly as she pressed her face against her little brother's shoulder, her long silver hair draped across her bare body. "I love you, Asty," she mumbled against his skin.

— "I love you too, Aster whispered back with a tender smile, wrapping an arm around her to hold her close.

The siblings lay together silently for a long while, listening to each other's breathing and their hearts beating in unison. "Don't you need to pee, too?" Silvia suddenly whispered, her eyelashes fluttering against Aster's shoulder.

— "Yeah... Kinda," he admitted quietly after a moment, "But it's not as bad as you had it. I'm alright."

"Are you sure? I can help you," she offered gently, lifting her head to gaze at him with concern in her golden eyes.

— "No, it's okay," Aster declined, shaking his head with a small smile. "Go back to sleep. I can hold it until nightfall," he whispered, tucking a silky strand of silver hair behind her ear.

"If you change your mind... wake me up," she murmured against his chest, her eyes already fluttering shut. "Goodnight, Aster."

— "Nighty," the boy replied, smacking his lips as he tried to get rid of the taste in his mouth. He grimaced slightly, praying that a cup of herbal tea would magically appear out of nowhere to wash it away. Or mint gum, that would be cool, too.