Chapter 87 — A good daughter

Chapter 87 — A good daughter

The sun was setting on the horizon, painting the fluffy clouds above in warm hues of orange and pink as Nivalis carried an unconscious Aster through a grassy forest, her daughter clinging to her side. Their cloaks rustled quietly against their naked bodies and the soft grass beneath them as they made their way down a gentle slope toward a large, shimmering lake ahead; the sky above reflected beautifully in its waters.

— "You're right, we can't wait anymore. We're far enough from that forest, so it should be fine," Nivalis responded with a tired nod before sitting beside Aster's limp body, feeling an incredible soreness in her arms. Her blue eyes met those of Silvia for just a second before looking back at her boy. She carefully removed his cloak, revealing his naked, hairless body to the orange sunlight, the flowers around making him look even more innocent and pure than he already was. "Don't look at it," she quickly added, placing her soft palm over Aster's little penis and ballsack as a protective gesture against her daughter's curious eyes. A moment later, however, she regretted that decision, feeling his shaft twitch ever so slightly against her hand; a sigh escaped from between the woman's lips.

"...okay..." Silvia responded with a shy nod before looking away from her brother's lower half. Removing two backpacks that she carried on her tender shoulders—one hers and one Aster's—she slowly lifted her cloak, revealing her youthful, petite body, so small compared to her mother's well-shaped, mature one. Getting on all fours, the girl crawled on top of her little brother's limp form, cradling his hips with her thighs before pressing her flat chest against his. Their pink nipples brushed against each other.

Nivalis frowned at how dangerously close their privates were, separated by just her hand. She wondered how she hadn't noticed this sooner as they did that mana thing almost daily for the past few months, except for the time at that forest. 'What if they...?' Nivalis thought with an audible gulp as a cold chill ran down her spine. Her blue eyes shifted to her daughter's little slit and pink anus right above her hand, which now started sweating in between their bodies. Silvia kept preparing her mana.

'I can't believe I haven't noticed this until now... This is so obvious! They are both young and curious,' Nivalis thought with a deep sigh, feeling like a failure of a mother. Opening her blue eyes, she glanced down at the little pink, hairless slit of her daughter as the mana invasion continued, her thoughts going wild in the meantime. 'I need to pay much, much more attention... To make sure they don't do anything inappropriate.'

Suddenly, Nivalis felt her son get bigger against her palm as a soft gasp left his lips. The shaft raised her hand slightly up and Silvia's little butt along with it. "Done..." the girl breathed out, getting all limp on top of Aster's chest before rolling off to the side, landing on the soft grass with a quiet thud. Her legs parted slightly while her chest heaved up and down as she caught her breath, golden eyes still closed.

Silvia nodded, glancing at her mother with a tired but content smile. Wearing nothing but boots, she stretched her pale, slender legs before asking a shy, "He... got big again, isn't he?" She noticed how Nivalis kept covering his thingy with her hand.

The occasional crackling of the wood in their small campfire could be heard amidst chirping crickets and leaves rustling in the calm evening air. Its warm glow illuminated a small clearing by the edge of a large lake, shooing away the night's embrace. Stars twinkled above, half-moon shining down on the family's cozy camp.

Nivalis finished setting up their makeshift bed—just a nest of blankets similar to the one they had back in their cave. On it, freshly washed and covered with green paste, slept Aster on his back, chest rising and falling gently with each pained breath. Now and then, pathetic whimpers escaped from between his slightly parted lips. Nivalis hoped the boy would wake up after the mana invasion, but he didn't; maybe the pain was still too much for his mind to handle, she didn't know.

The girls, their long hair wet and wavy from recently swimming in the lake, sat together on soft grass beside him—Silvia on her mother's lap. All three were naked, save Aster's bandages covering his ugly wounds and a cloak to cover his shame. They watched as small flames flickered and danced merrily before them, quietly enjoying the gentle sound of a lake's shore in the background.

Silvia nodded in agreement, "Better than a swamp, that's for sure..." she mumbled quietly, hearing another pathetic moan from her brother beside them. Her golden eyes darted towards his face again; it was scrunched up in pain as Aster whimpered and squirmed around on their makeshift bed. "He was much better this morning... and during the day," she added, leaning back against her mother's bosom, feeling her heart beating steadily against her back.

Nivalis gently rubbed her little daughter's tummy with one hand while shifting her gaze to Aster. She didn't say anything; she just watched him quietly as he suffered in silence, face twisted in pain and teeth gritted.

Nivalis opened her mouth to say something, but no sound came out. Instead, a heavy sigh, full of exhaustion and disbelief, came out. "You... knew about it?" she asked with a tremble in her voice after quite some time had passed since the girl's confession. Without waiting for a response, she continued, "Oh gods, no wonder..." Nivalis added quietly more to herself than to her daughter, covering her face with both hands briefly, only to look at Silvia again. "How? When?" she asked, staring into those golden eyes.

Silvia gulped nervously before answering, "Ehm... I once asked Asty how he made it go away as it kept poking me in my sleep," she said, rubbing her arm shyly while trying not to meet her mother's gaze. "He said that he can't, something about a strange illness of his... down there... and that it hurts for some reason when he tries to... make it small. Then I pressed further until he finally told me what you let him do during the night..." The girl added quietly. "He also said that you are really shy and embarrassed about it and that I shouldn't... tell you that I know..."

"I guess it's my time to spank your butt," Silvia tried to lighten the mood with an embarrassed chuckle.

Silvia giggled quietly at her mother's reaction before carefully pulling herself closer to her face, still on top of her. "Hey," she whispered, tapping her mother's arm gently with a finger.

Nivalis uncovered her face and stared into the little girl's golden eyes. Tears began to well up in the woman's tired blue gaze, threatening to spill over at any moment.

"Meh, don't worry about it. I still deserved it," Silvia replied, giggling cutely while wiggling her sore bottom under the woman's touch. "I was curious and did what I wanted without thinking..." she said quietly, resting her chin against her mother's big breasts, her golden eyes staring at the beautiful face above. "Though if you still feel sorry... there is one thing that might cheer me up," she smiled mischievously, slowly moving her head forward to place a gentle kiss on those soft lips of her mother.

With her tongue all tingly and numb, Silvia lay sleeping deeply beside her little Aster, their nest of blankets soft beneath them. Even though Nivalis was initially against it, Silvia insisted on sleeping with him, making a little scene over it. After all, it was how she always slept—with her brother always nearby. The idea of not doing so, especially when he's hurt, made the girl quite upset. But after promising to keep her hands and mouth to herself, Nivalis finally agreed. Hesitantly, but did.

True to her word, she had been well-behaved, holding the sweaty boy in her arms all night long. The gentle light of the fire played across her youthful face, pressed against Aster's rhythmically rising and falling chest. Her long hair spilled across his small shoulders as a peaceful smile graced her lips.

But a strange sound kept echoing in her dream, again and again, disturbing her deep sleep. It sounded like... squelching? It made her wake up with an inaudible groan. The first thing she felt was a pain in her petite buttcheeks; even now, hours later, they still felt raw and tender as she shifted in place.

'What the...' was all Silvia could think while staring at her mother pleasuring her son's penis with her forefinger and thumb, making that weird skin move along the shaft. The way Aster panted beneath her ear made it clear he enjoyed it, the same sounds he made when she put his thingy in her mouth. She didn't know what to make of this scene before her. A little pang struck her young heart at the thought of someone else touching and pleasuring her brother, but she ignored it. It was her mother, after all. Asty was her boy, too.

Only now noticing that something had changed in the corner of her eye, Nivalis' gaze shifted, and her blue eyes met her daughter's wide, golden ones; both froze as their gazes locked onto each other, neither saying anything for several long, incredibly awkward moments. "I-I... I'm just trying to make it small again, sweetie," Nivalis stuttered, her fingers stopping dead in their tracks, wrapped around the base of little Aster's penis. "He kept moaning in pain, so I thought... maybe..."

Silvia gave her mother a look that almost screamed, "You made me promise never to touch his thingy again and even spanked my butt hard because of a simple glance at it, and yet here you are, touching it yourself," without saying a single word—a cute pout formed on the little girl's pink lips.