The morning arrived, bright light peeking over the horizon and shining through the dense pine trees, bathing everything in a beautiful golden glow. The forest woke up, birds chirping, the wind blowing gently, leaves rustling, and grass dancing.
Inside the cave, embers crackled in the fireplace, throwing dancing shadows on rough walls as the family huddled together on their bed of blankets, dirty wooden bowls
. Silvia, the young girl, clung tightly to her little brother, their small, naked bodies pressed close, skin glistening with sweat and reflecting firelight. Their pale, delicate skin matched in hue perfectly, silver hair entwined.
Nivalis lay beside them, her hand on Silvia's back, fingers tracing soothing circles. "Whenever you're ready, sweetie," Nivalis whispered, kissing her silver locks softly. "Just be careful, okay?"
Silvia hummed in response, glancing down at Aster, who looked up at her with flushed cheeks. "You must promise me you'll say if it hurts too much.
," she said, wagging a finger threateningly right next to his nose.
Aster suppressed a laugh that ended in a wince of pain. "I promise," he gasped.
Over and over, she imagined it, trying to remember every detail, control every thought and mental image, making it as perfect as possible. Fifteen minutes later, when she felt ready, Silvia opened her eyes and met her little brother's patient gaze. "I'm going to try now," she announced, feeling nervous. Nivalis, noticing this, patted her back comfortingly.
â "Mhm," Silvia hummed, closing her eyes and nuzzling her face against his shoulder. The familiar chill appeared inside her chest, but it wasn't as strong as usual.
Her thoughts and mental images were about
,
Slowly, the icy mana left her heart and moved towards the boy beneath her. Her whole body tingled, and her breathing grew heavier.
Aster's breathing quickened when he felt his sister's mana meet his, and his arms around her waist tightened.
â "A-Asty? How was it?" Silvia whispered, pulling her head away and looking down at him, her golden eyes filled with worry. "Did it hurt?"
â "Alright," Silvia breathed out, relieved. She pressed her forehead against his cheek, took a deep breath, and focused back on the icy mana inside her heart, repeating the process with slightly more mana than before.
...
The pain it caused for her brother intensified just as much with each try, but he never once complained, only encouraging her to continue. "You felt it, right?" Aster asked, his hands sliding up and down her trembling, cold back, feeling goosebumps all over her skin. "It was much stronger than last time."
"You are?" Aster asked, surprised. "Are you sure? You didn't use half of what I had, not to mention the whole swirling thing."
"Sure, sure," Aster rolled his eyes, a smile on his lips. "Alright, show me your best then, big sis. There is no way it is possible to break through with so little mana," he added, giving her little behind a light slap. Her round, pale cheek jiggled slightly, her hips moving against his.
"Oh, I'll show you," Silvia replied sweetly, closing her eyes and taking deep breaths. As she calmed her racing heart, she focused on the icy mana inside her body, feeling how it slowly filled her chest.
"Be careful, honey," Nivalis warned, watching the two. The sight of her daughter's trembling body worried her.
"I know, Mom. Don't worry," Silvia smiled, taking another deep breath. "I have enough
. Let's try it," she whispered. She opened her eyes and saw her brother nod,
. Resting her forehead against his, their hot, ragged breaths mingling, Silvia closed her eyes.
Silvia continued to push, feeling her brother's mana resisting her. His arms tightened around her small waist, his nails digging into her smooth skin above her buttocks. She gritted her teeth and pushed harder, focusing all her coldness into a tiny spot in his mana, determined to break through.
A sharp inhale and a gasp escaped Aster as his body stiffened, his back arching and hips pushing against her. Wave after wave of her mana hit him, his sister penetrating his small hole, meeting little resistance.
The sensation of her mana
, the cold spreading throughout his body and wiggling around, sent shivers through him. The feeling of being licked all over by his sister,
, made him quietly moan in surprise, his toes curling.
As she continued to pour her mana, slowly, in waves, something strange happened. Something hard and warm pressed against her pelvic area, making her little butt rise slightly. Luckily, Aster quickly moved his hand between their bodies, moving whatever it was away. It slid against her smooth, hairless skin, disappearing between his thighs, allowing her to focus on the spell.
"Pfft," Silvia snorted, a small giggle escaping her lips. "Go on," she whispered, feeling his finger trace around her belly button. A bright smile never left her face. Aster continued to whisper compliments and praises into her ear, his hands gently caressing her trembling body.
Carefully and very quietly, Aster pulled himself up, getting closer to her face, his little guy dragging across her skin. With Silvia so close, he had no choice but to press his lips against his mother's sensitive elven ear, making it twitch as he whispered, "Ready?" His warm breath continued to blow against it as he moved his hips left and right to position his tip exactly where it needed to be,
A whole minute passed as he lay motionless, just feeling it, his cock pulsating wildly inside her. Nivalis placed her hand on his little behind and started patting his pale asscheeks, the sound barely audible, encouraging him to continue.
The boy got the message. His hot, humid breathing and quiet, muffled moans were all Nivalis could hear as Aster moved his hips slowly and carefully, trying not to make any noise, humping against her. His tiny, smooth butt moved rhythmically against her palm, the soft, round cheeks clenching and unclenching.
Aster's delicate, hairless
balls gently slapped against her belly with each tiny thrust, bouncing slightly. His arms were wrapped around her neck, trying to press himself even closer to his mother, her soft, heavy breasts squished against the boy's bony chest.
It continued like this for no longer than a minute. This entire time, Nivalis felt every little throb of her son's shaft, each movement of his hips, and heard every little moan. She knew her boy's body better than anyone
and she could feel the orgasm building up in him.
Aster's little balls suddenly clenched, and the intense feeling of pleasure rushed through his entire body, making him tremble. With one last, deep, hard thrust, he buried his cock deep inside his mother's navel, pushing it as far as possible, hitting the back wall of her tummy. He whispered straight into her ear, "Mommy... It's happening," the words coming out shaky.
Nivalis felt his tiny cock spasming and jerking, the little balls twitching uncontrollably, desperately trying to spurt something that wasn't there yet. Again and again, Aster's cock throbbed and spasmed, the pink head expanding and shrinking, pumping nothing, until finally, it stopped.
"I love you too, honey," Nivalis smiled back, seeing his face slowly getting closer. He gently pressed his lips against hers, tasting the familiar, sweet flavor. The hot breaths of mother and son mixed, their soft lips moving slowly against each other. "Here, take my tunic and wipe yourself," Nivalis breathed a second later, pulling her head away.
Nivalis sighed heavily. "I know," she whispered, closing her eyes and resting her chin on his head. "I'll think about it."
"Oh?" Nivalis smiled, patting his little behind, "Are you ordering me around now, young man?" she asked, amused.
"You better," Nivalis smiled weakly, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly. "Alright, honey. I will stay," she whispered, cupping his face, her thumb caressing his lower lip.