[Nivalis Silverfrost]
With one last peck on the boy's lips, Nivalis took a moment to find the words that wouldn't sound too awkward or embarrassing for the two of them. Her chest rose and fell gently with each nervous breath she took, making her breasts squish lightly against his slender body, the feeling of his heartbeat against them quickening the more she stared into the golden hue with that shy, blue-eyed gaze of hers.
Trying to calm him, she slowly moved her hands up and down his young, petite body, caressing his ribs, then across the flat of his belly, careful not to touch any of his wounds. When her fingers reached his hip, they stopped. "How's your... thingy... feeling today?" Nivalis finally whispered, glancing down at his tiny, limp penis nestled between his bruised thighs, so lonely and sad. "Does it feel any... naughty?" she muttered even quieter, her cheeks flushing with pink as the words left her mouth.
Usually, it wasn't she who initiated these moments. The boy would present that nice, cute hardness of his to her every morning, like clockwork, and one or two more times throughout the day whenever he felt the need to release a bit of naughtiness. But ever since he passed out in her arms, there had been none of that; not once in the last eight days had he asked her for a little relief. No morning erections, no shy requests of any kind, nothing.
In the first few days, she didn't think much about it and even felt a bit relieved not to have to worry about it on top of everything else. By the fourth day, though, the worry started to creep in. What if there was some lasting damage from him overusing his magic like that? She did try a few times to "help" him with that, only to be met by the same flaccid, soft cock that just didn't seem interested in anything, no matter what tricks she tried. It was pretty awkward as well, with him falling asleep in the middle of her efforts.
Aster let out a long, slow breath as his tired eyes followed her gaze down to his little, soft boyhood, resting against his thigh. After a moment of hesitation, the boy shyly grabbed it with his scarred fingers, lifting it a bit so she could see how limp it truly was; he even pulled down the foreskin a bit, letting the pink head peek out and greet its mommy, just as shy as the rest of him. He looked back up at her and shook his head, a pink flush matching hers spreading across his pale cheeks.
Nivalis nodded and hummed softly in response, her palm slowly sliding further down his slender, naked body, over his tummy, and then even lower, gently brushing past his hand and taking from him that soft little cock with just two fingers. She held it tenderly for a moment, feeling his weak heartbeat in its delicate, warm flesh, before giving him a little tug to see if he would mind her doing that. She was ready to stop if he showed even the slightest hint of discomfort.
When no protests followed, Nivalis released his softness and instead cupped his hairless sack in her hand, feeling just how full of naughtiness it was inside. "That's not good," the mother muttered quietly, her voice a little shaky as she began to gently roll his testicles in her palm, the heat radiating from his swollen balls warming her fingers. Keeping her fondling going, she turned her blue gaze to him once more. "Does it hurt?" she asked quietly, keeping her voice low so as not to wake Silvia, still sleeping peacefully beside them.
The boy shrugged and gave a sleepy nod. "Well, maybe just a little..." Aster mumbled, his hips shifting slightly beneath her hand. "I don't even notice it during the day, though."
A disapproving frown instantly appeared on her face when he said that. "Why didn't you say anything?" Nivalis questioned, giving him a slightly stern look as her palm stopped its movement. Before he could reply, she shook her head, her silver hair falling down onto his flat chest. "You should've told me right away, sweetie. It's no good to let all this naughtiness stay in your thing for too long. It can lead to health problems if you just let it be like that," she added in a worried tone, giving him a gentle, careful squeeze, one only a mother could give her child's most delicate part.
He muttered a quiet, "S-Sorry. I was really tired and just... forgot," and just lowered his gaze down at her fingers curled around his full, swollen testicles.
Nivalis sighed at his words and resumed her gentle caresses, trying to make her touch as soothing as possible. 'I need to do something about this... before the pain gets any worse.' A little nod to herself followed, and with a deep, slow breath, she looked back into the boy's golden eyes. They were barely staying open. "We need to release it, all of it, even if your thingy doesn't feel naughty right now. Okay, honey?" Nivalis softly whispered as she leaned in for a slow, tender kiss on his cheek. "Can you stay awake for Mommy for a little bit?" she asked, her lips moving against his flushed skin with each word.
"Mhmm," was all that escaped him in a sleepy mumble as he rubbed his eyes with his scarred fingers. Then, a moment later, he nodded, blinking rapidly to keep himself from falling asleep. But it wasn't very convincing, so Nivalis had to come up with something to keep him occupied so that he wouldn't just doze off again, like he did the last time she tried to help him.
After a moment of thought, Nivalis took a deep breath and slowly leaned in, kissing his soft, pink lips once more. It wasn't a simple peck this time, but something more, something intimate. Slowly and sensually, she ran her warm, wet tongue over his lower lip, then gently sucked on it, nibbling on the soft flesh with her teeth, while her fingers returned to his limp shaft, giving him plenty of gentle tugs.
He giggled at that, squirming cutely under her touch like the young boy he was. "M-Mom..." he mumbled, shyly grabbing onto her big, heavy breasts, kneading the plump flesh with his small hands as he returned the kisses. She let him play with her softness, his small, bony fingers sinking into the smooth flesh of her breasts and squeezing the sensitive fat. Her nipples hardened in an instant under the attention of her son, her womanhood aching in response to his touch, something she completely ignored.
It continued like this for quite a while, her caressing him and fondling his sleeping parts while they shared some intimate, yet gentle, kisses, neither of them saying a word not to wake the sleeping girl beside them. Only the wet smacks and soft whimpers from their mouths filled the quiet cave, their lips of the same pink hue meeting over and over again.
But despite her best efforts, his penis remained stubbornly limp throughout the whole thing. No precum rewarded her efforts; the foreskin slid dryly over his warm shaft. "How... how are you feeling, sweetie?" Nivalis muttered in between the kisses, glancing down at her hand moving over his soft, unresponsive length.
Aster didn't answer verbally, simply shrugging in response, too busy sucking on his mommy's tongue to speak, letting her slippery muscle explore every corner of his mouth. It was so big that she could push the tip of her tongue almost down his throat, making him gag quietly.
But as much as she loved those sounds of his and the feeling of his throat constricting around her tongue, she had to break the kiss, a thin strand of saliva briefly connecting their lips. "Let me..." she trailed off as she brought the fingers she was using on him to her mouth, wetting them properly. "...see if that helps," Nivalis finished her sentence, returning her now slippery fingers back to her son's soft cock, making it wet in no time. Only then did she notice the taste on her tongue, the faint bitterness of his small, pink cock, a grimace appearing on her face.
To get rid of the taste, Nivalis pressed her lips against the boy's and forced her tongue into his mouth again, sharing that taste with him. He didn't seem to notice anything at all, eagerly slurping on his mother's tongue without a care in the world, his little body relaxing in her strong arms.
The wet sounds filled the quiet cave as her fingers moved, the squelching and slurping of their lips mixing with it. 'Come on...' she pleaded in her mind, giving her son's tiny, delicate penis all she had. Her forefinger and thumb slid up and down his shaft without stopping, almost milking him, the warm foreskin sliding over his tiny, pink head with each stroke. Still, his little cock remained unresponsive, not a hint of an erection, nor precum in sight.
She eventually broke the kiss to look down again. "Why is it still so... limp?" Nivalis asked in a slightly worried tone, her fingers slowing down, then stopping completely as she thought about what else she could do for the poor thing; her face showed a hint of offence. Was she that bad at this?
The boy tried to whisper something, but his lips and tongue were too numb after all that kissing for it to make any sense, and his heavy breathing only added to the jumbled mess of noises coming out of him. It took him a few attempts before he managed to speak. "Don't... know. Sorry..." he breathed out, his words barely audible over the quiet snoring of Silvia lying next to him. His fingers gave her big, heavy breasts a few weak squeezes as he struggled to speak. "I-I'm... tired," Aster muttered, looking at his mother pleadingly. "Can we... sleep?"
Shaking her head, Nivalis sighed and kissed him one last time on the lips. "We have to do something about this, honey," she said softly as she tapped his limp cock with a finger, deep in thought. For a long moment, she just sat there, frowning at her son's tiny, flaccid penis, and then at his tired face. And back to his penis again. "Remember that thing you kept annoying me about?" the mother suddenly whispered, her voice barely audible even to him. "That... naughty thing you did when I was busy with the embroidery lesson?" She felt terrible even thinking about that day, but she was getting desperate.
Pretending not to understand, the boy blinked at her a few times. "Um... did I do anything back then? I don't remember..." he mumbled, but one glance at his mother's serious face made him pause mid-sentence and look away in embarrassment. "Y-Yeah," Aster eventually admitted with a cheeky smile on his lips; he had been begging her half a winter to hump her butt again, but she refused every time, much to his disappointment. "Can I really... do that?" The boy asked with hope in his voice, a bit more energy returning to his sleepy eyes.
She hesitated, looking between him and Silvia. 'This is so wrong, but...' she trailed off in her thoughts. After a long minute, Nivalis gave him a silent nod and slowly turned herself around, her naked body shuffling on the blankets until she was on her stomach, lying next to Aster with her heavy breasts squished underneath her. The curve of her spine made her plump butt look quite inviting, her pale, smooth skin almost glowing in the faint light of the crystals above.
Nivalis stared at the wall with wide, scared eyes as she waited for her son to mount her, her face burning with shame. 'Gods forgive me... It's just this once.' She swallowed thickly, the taste of his small manhood somehow still lingering on her tongue. Her heartbeat quickened as she heard Aster carefully untangle himself from his sister's arms, the sleeping girl's head slipping from his shoulder onto the bedding with a soft thud. A moment later, she felt little hands on the sides of her round butt, followed by the small, warm weight of the boy climbing onto her, his knees pressing against her thighs from behind.
Trying not to think about what was happening too hard, Nivalis spread her buttcheeks for the boy, inviting him in between. She closed her eyes tightly and buried her face into the blanket, biting her lip as she felt his soft, and still slightly wet, penis nestle into the warmth of her pale, squishy cheeks, a shaky breath escaping her. "I-I'm... going now..." the boy stammered quietly, pressing his sweaty chest against her back, his hands going around her waist. She could feel his heartbeat against her skin, the frantic pace of it making her own quicken in response.
— "O-Okay," was all that she managed to say without her voice breaking, feeling the boy slowly start to move his little, bony hips against her, his cock sliding between the smooth flesh of her buttcheeks. He was so gentle and careful with how he humped her, the movement of his hips so shy and timid, as if he was still unsure if he was really allowed to do that. It was almost sweet.
The soft sounds of their bodies meeting filled the quiet, accompanied by his muffled grunting. With each thrust, her plump butt bounced and rippled slightly under the force of his movements. 'Ugh... I tried to forget this feeling for so long...' Nivalis thought under her own son, feeling her princess parts clench around nothing at the sensation, the wetness already covering her folds.
No matter how hard she fought it, the feeling of his little, soft cock squishing into her buttcheeks made her womanhood react like that. No matter how wrong it was, it just happened. And it only got worse when his small hands started roaming over her belly and up to her breasts, giving her girls a nice, gentle kneading while he kept humping her behind.
Words couldn't describe how awkward it was just to lie there while Aster used her butt to pleasure himself... and the longer they kept going, the more uncomfortable it became. "Sweetie, try to... go harder," she whispered, her face still buried in the bedding. Despite being told that, the boy remained just as gentle with his movements as before, her plump flesh bouncing only lightly under the impact of his hips, the soft slap of their skin barely audible.
It didn't help at all, and after a while, Aster stopped and let out a tired sigh. "I-It's not working," he mumbled against her shoulder, his little, limp cock still resting in her warmth.
The two of them remained in silence for a moment, his small, bony chest pressing against her back, his fingers curling against the softness of her breasts. The fact that he wasn't able to get hard even now made her worry even more, so much so that she forced herself to push her cute butt up against his hips, startling the poor boy a bit. "Keep going, sweetie. We're not stopping until you get rid of all that naughty milk, understood?" she muttered in a soft, shy tone, her voice a touch higher than usual.
"Mmm, o-okay..." Aster breathed in reply and hugged her tighter, making it slightly harder for her to breathe. He slowly resumed his humping, trying to be a little rougher this time, though it was still quite gentle. With each movement, his warm huffs of air tickled her shoulder, his hands fondling her breasts with the same gentleness that he was using to plump her bottom. One minute, two... the mother and son quietly shared this shameful moment, the slap of their pale skin growing slightly louder, her buttcheeks jiggling more visibly as he slammed his hips into her.
But... at some point, Aster began to slow down, his thrusts losing their strength, until he stopped moving altogether, panting softly into her sweaty skin. But the boy didn't move, and soon enough, a quiet snore escaped him as he lay there, with his limp shaft warming her tender bottom. "Sweetie?" Nivalis whispered, glancing over her shoulder at him, only to see him drooling onto her back, his long eyelashes gently resting on the softness of his cheeks. "Oh, come on..." she breathed, covering her face with her palms in embarrassment.
She tried to wiggle her hips a bit to wake him up, but it only served to disturb Silvia, who grunted quietly in her sleep. And the boy? He simply rested atop his mother, completely spent, his head rising and falling gently with each of her breaths.
Nivalis sighed heavily and closed her eyes, taking a moment to calm herself down, the warmth of her son's sleeping body against her back and the feeling of his little, limp cock still making her princess parts throb. 'Fuck it... ugh,' she eventually cursed and slowly turned onto her side, letting Aster flop onto the blankets, back to his sister; his wet boyhood slipped out of her buttcheeks with a quiet squelch, the feeling of it leaving her behind almost made her curse out loud. Fortunately, she managed to bite her tongue and stay silent, watching as Silvia's arms instinctively reached out to her brother, hugging him close.
With a frustrated grunt, she sat up and took a moment to wipe her buttcheeks dry with a corner of the blanket, her heartbeat not slowing down even a tiny bit. Her blue eyes lingered on her sleeping children, their naked, frail bodies cuddling together.
When her gaze traveled down the boy's body to his small penis, a cold, almost arrogant look appeared on her face, as if the little cock had offended her entire lineage by not being erect. Not a hint of hardness in sight, while his sack remained swollen and heavy, if not even more so than before. "Alright, little shit, you've asked for this," she whispered to herself and took a deep breath, her well-kneaded breasts rising with each lungful of cool, cave air.
Her left hand moved on its own, slowly and quietly reaching down to her son's limp penis, while the other gently rested on his tummy. He didn't react at all as she grabbed his shaft and gently lifted it, her fingers trembling around the soft flesh. Tucking her hair behind her long, elven ears, Nivalis leaned over the boy's hip, about to do something very stupid she would surely regret later. 'It's okay. It's just to help my baby,' she kept telling herself as her face grew closer and closer to his hairless crotch, her lips nearing closer to the boy's tip. 'A few kisses... only to get him hard, that's all. When he does, I'll use my hand to make him finish.'
Memories long forgotten flashed through her mind, dating back to when she was in her late teens, still a young girl receiving lessons of all kinds. A particular one stood out among the many was the one that taught her about the ways to please her future husband, the wooden toy of male genitalia, and the old hag's instructions still ringing in her head after all these years. She hated that lesson with a passion.
The moment her warm, soft lips met the delicate foreskin that covered the small penis, Nivalis jerked away with a wince of disgust. "No. Nope. I can't..." she mumbled, quickly wiping the burning taste off her mouth with her hand and shaking her head vigorously. A wave of embarrassment and guilt hit her like a hammer, making her wish for the ground just to swallow her whole.
And to make it worse, it made her realize it was her first time doing something like this... ever. Not even Haldor, that bastard, had asked her to do this, not wanting to risk her biting his precious manhood off. And rightfully so, because she would've done that in a heartbeat, saving herself from everything else he put her through.
Her son's cock was the first and only one to feel her lips, and the thought alone made her want to die on the spot. Her blue eyes were tearing up a little as she stared at her fingers holding the boy's little shaft, the pink tip shyly peeking out of its hood, looking so tiny and innocent. Her mind kept screaming at her not to do it, to stop, that it was wrong, that even holding his penis in the first place was a huge mistake no mother should do.
But one look at the boy's sleeping face silenced those thoughts. He was so tired... so fragile, barely eating anything these days. And these boy problems were just adding to his suffering, the fullness of his sack hurting him. What if it were to grow into a serious issue that could cost his life? How could she live with herself if she didn't do anything when it was within her power to help him? The solution was literally in her hands, and here she was, hesitating to give her son a simple, little kiss down there.
Nivalis groaned in frustration and shook her head. 'He needs it. This needs to be done...' She hesitated again, but then sighed heavily. Steeling her nerves and closing her eyes, she leaned back in, her lips slowly nearing the boy's small penis, until they were brushing against its warm foreskin again. One little smooch followed, the sound of it echoing softly in the quiet cave, after which she immediately pulled back and stared at his tiny, pink shaft as if expecting it to be enough to make it hard for her.
Nothing happened. Only a bit of wetness now glistened on his soft flesh.
With a confused frown, Nivalis gave his penis a few tugs with her fingers, trying to coax it into hardness without using her mouth; the small, soft length squished between her fingers with each stroke. "Come on... please..." she whispered to herself, her blue eyes staring pleadingly at his unresponsive parts, hoping that they would cooperate. Her efforts were met with silence. The boy's only reaction was to shift his legs slightly under her touch, his sleeping face showing no hint of enjoyment.
Wiggling her feet like a spoiled, frustrated child, Nivalis groaned again, licked her lips, and leaned back in. "Please, just... get hard already..." she mumbled against his softness right before giving it another kiss, lingering a bit this time, her warm lips pressing gently against his tiny cock. Ten long seconds passed like this, with her just holding his shaft against her mouth, not daring even to breathe. The warm, slippery sensation made the boy stir in his sleep, a tiny sigh escaping him as he felt mommy's lips on his private place.
Seeing at least some kind of reaction from him, no matter how small, gave Nivalis a bit of confidence that she had done something right. Slowly, she began to move her lips a little against his softness, smacking them gently against the warm flesh in a playful manner, while her eyes looked to his sleepy face from below his hips, watching for any signs of discomfort. His reaction was subtle yet encouraging; a slight shift of his hips under her touch, and yet another tiny sigh escaping his parted mouth.
With a little bit of hesitation, she began to press kisses all over his little shaft, not just the very top of it, slowly making her way down the small length of his boyhood, each kiss leaving a thin sheen of spit behind. She paused as she reached the boy's tiny testicles, staring at them, not sure what to do with them.
Remembering the lessons, Nivalis knew they were just as important for the man to feel good, so she had to do something to please them as well. Slowly, and very carefully, she parted her lips and gave the boy's left testicle a shy lick; her wet, slippery tongue sliding along the soft skin and making Aster shift in his sleep once more. 'Okay, it kinda worked...' she thought and repeated the motion to the right one, her pink tongue dragging along the smooth, delicate surface of the tiny nut, lifting it slightly with just her tongue.
It took a lot of effort not to gag at what she was doing, but... hearing her baby mumbling and shifting in pleasure helped her to ignore her disgust. She was doing the right thing to help him, and that was what mattered, no matter the taste it was leaving in her mouth. "Sorry, sweetie..." she whispered to the boy, her lips brushing against his tiny testicle with each word before moving back up to his shaft.
A long, desperate lick from base to the very tip of his soft penis followed, the wet muscle sliding over the delicate flesh of his small shaft. Nivalis hoped that something like this would surely make it hard for her... and yet, despite the boy gasping quietly and wiggling his bony hips under her, his penis remained stubbornly limp.
Nivalis was about to lose hope when she felt the tiniest, most subtle twitch against her tongue, the small length showing a bit of life. 'Oh, gods. Finally!' A sigh of relief escaped her. "Come on, come on..." the mother whispered excitedly, giving his penis another long, desperate lick from base to tip, almost like a dog drinking water from a bowl. This time, it rewarded her with a more noticeable twitch, the small cock bouncing lightly against her nose.
It took her a few of these long, sensual licks before she could feel a hint of hardness underneath her wet muscle. Nowhere near an actual erection she knew so well, but still, it was something. Like she planned to, she immediately stopped her licks and wrapped her fingers around the boy's tiny cock, starting to slowly and gently tug on it to make it even harder.
The result was... quite the opposite, much to her dismay. The moment Nivalis stopped using her tongue to stimulate her son, the small length started to soften slowly, the little hardness it had built up melting away like snow on a hot summer day.
— "No, no, no..." she whispered in a desperate voice, quickly moving her tongue back to his penis and resuming the licks. It seemed to work for a moment, but she soon realized that the softness had become even harder to fight off, her movements growing more and more frantic.
'What did that hag say to do next?' Nivalis tried to remember the lessons from back then while her tongue kept lapping at her son's little penis, making it bounce lightly under her lewd assault. It took her a moment, but she eventually remembered, and the thought of doing something so lewd and dirty with her sweet baby's parts made her freeze. 'There is no way I'm doing... that...'
A pathetic, pained groan left Aster's throat, the little boy frowning in his sleep at the lack of those lovely, warm licks on his private place, his hips weakly pushing upwards. It was enough for Nivalis' heart to ache, and before her mind could stop her, her lips parted and wrapped around the tiny shaft. Being careful with her teeth, she closed her eyes and let her baby's penis fill her mouth.
Nivalis didn't move for a while, though. She just held it in her mouth and breathed heavily through her nose, eyes tightly shut. 'Okay. It's okay. You're doing fine. Nothing wrong with that,' she tried to reassure herself as she felt Aster shifting restlessly beneath her; she had to hold his hips in place. 'Alright. Here we go...' she told herself, and with one slow, careful motion, her tongue curled around the shaft twice as small inside her mouth, only to feel the blood start pumping into the soft flesh... barely noticeable, but still.
After a few slow, careful licks of her wet, slippery tongue against the warm, soft length, Nivalis began to gently bob her head, her lips sliding up and down the young, delicate penis. Meanwhile, her princess parts ached in arousal, so much so that her thighs rubbed against each other on their own. The boyish taste of her son's shaft felt almost intoxicating, the way his tiny sack pressed against her wet lips with each dip of her head, and the feeling of his cock slowly, ever so slowly, growing and swelling inside her mouth, made her hum quietly without even realizing it.
Without releasing him from the soft prison of her mouth, Nivalis slid her slippery tongue inside the small of his foreskin, making it stretch around the pink, wet flesh. She gently, carefully started to swirl her wet, hungry tongue all around the small tip hidden inside the hood, cleaning the tiny slit of her son's manhood with her saliva.
A wave of salty bitterness instantly hit her tongue, making Nivalis almost gag, but she managed to hold herself back. 'Ugh... how many times did I tell him to clean himself down there properly? Disgusting...' she thought with a soft grimace, yet her puffy lips still wrapped tightly around his length, the little boy's face scrunching up in his sleep as her tongue assaulted his penis.
Her hand slipped between her thighs and began to slowly rub her swollen folds, trying to ease the burning ache of her womanhood, while she kept slurping on her baby's small cock. Her fingers were instantly rewarded with wetness seeping from her princess parts, so much so that it began to soak the blanket underneath her. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so horny, so needy. And so did Aster, it seemed, as his breathing picked up a notch; his small chest rose and fell a little more rapidly under her hand, the softness of his tummy pressing against her palm each time he drew a breath.
That worked a bit too well, she realized too late when his small cock suddenly started twitching like crazy, despite being still mostly soft, and she felt something very warm and sticky hit her tongue. She didn't know such a thing could be possible, finishing without being fully erect, and her face showed her surprise, eyes snapping wide open the moment the warm, thick seed began to coat her tongue and teeth. "Mmnmgh—" Nivalis gagged right away from the strong, unpleasant taste of something that was not meant to be in the mouth of a mother, her eyes tearing up a bit.
To make things much, much worse, at the same time, her son's hoarse whisper rang in her ears, barely above the quiet sound of her gargling around his shaft; it made her freeze in place, even though her entire being screamed at her to pull his penis out of her mouth and spit it all out. "Ngh... M-Mmmom...?" he groaned sleepily, blinking his golden eyes open and staring down at his crotch, where he was met by a pair of bright blue, tear-filled eyes, staring right back at him, while his penis kept pulsating in her warm mouth.