Everlasting Dream

[Aster]

As always, the air inside their cozy little cave was humid and carried a faint scent of sulfur, with the soft glow from blue crystals on the ceiling breaking through the ever-present mist. A quiet splash echoed in one corner, where a small pool of hot water bubbled away peacefully, followed by the rustling of their makeshift bed.

The soft, barely noticeable breathing—and maybe even a little bit of snoring—filled the rocky cave as Nivalis and her two children rested together peacefully, not a single worry gracing their faces. All their clothing lay neatly folded on top of the softest moss, creating a comfy nest for their smooth, naked bodies, all of the same pale hues, tightly pressed together.

More or less a month had passed since Nivalis finally woke up; it was difficult to say how many days exactly, as time felt different down here, with no sun above to tell whether it was morning, noon, or evening. Still, a month sounded about right. And what a month it was! It was the laziest, uneventful month they had ever had in their entire lives. After everything they had gone through, this change of pace was more than welcome. They needed it. They deserved it.

No more running away, no more nights spent freezing in the dark, no more fighting monsters or running from humans. It wasn't perfect here, not by a long shot. To say the food was terrible would be an understatement—worm meat was an absolute nightmare, but at least there was plenty of it around.

They missed the sun's warmth and had to get used to the glow of blue crystals instead. The fresh air was a distant memory, replaced by damp, heavy breaths. Seeing stars felt like a faraway dream, something they could only picture in their minds. They had almost no clothing to their name, barely enough to piece together a decent bed.

And where was so much more they yearned for... but despite it all, they were together and safe. And in the end, that was all that truly mattered, all they always wanted. Though... if a way out presented itself tomorrow, they wouldn't hesitate to leave this place behind. In a heartbeat, they would. But that was just a thing; there was none.

Blindly wandering around wasn't an option after encountering that pale, poisonous lizard with a whip-like tongue. Who knows what other horrors lurked in these tunnels, only waiting for them to walk right into their grasp? So, instead of rushing like headless chickens into certain death, they had to stay calm, patient, and think carefully before doing anything. Safety was their main goal now; everything else came second. If it took them a few months to finally leave this place behind, then so be it. Besides, they wouldn't starve here, so there was no rush.

Lying in the crook of Nivalis' arm, Aster stared blankly at the wall nearby, covered with countless scratches and marks—a crude map of their surroundings that they started making. He and the girls would explore their surroundings together for hours every other day. They would mark every passage, tunnel, fork, and dead-end they came across, slowly but surely mapping this underground world. And did so overly cautiously, paying attention to every little sound around them, checking every nook and cranny, every dark corner before moving further.

Quite a lot of words were scratched onto those rocky walls as well, in a language that even their mother couldn't recognize, let alone read. An ancient mix of dwarven runic, based on runes that appeared between words here and there, and something else entirely, unknown. Their best guess was that it was just some prayers, but it was hard to tell; the family mostly ignored these writings, at least for now.

"Good morning, my love," Nivalis suddenly whispered in a slightly hoarse voice. Her hand gently cupped Aster's delicate buttcheek, giving it a light squeeze that snapped him out of his thoughts and brought a smile to his youthful face. "Sleep well?" she asked.

Looking up at the gorgeous woman who was holding him, Aster met those blue eyes of hers. She pulled him up against her chest and gave him a tender, loving kiss on the lips—her big ones enveloping his tiny ones entirely—before he replied with a simple "Mhm." He wrapped his skinny arms around her neck while she kept caressing his bottom in her warm, gentle palm. "Had any nightmares?" Aster mumbled between their soft smacks.

A faint, tired frown appeared on her beautiful face as she finally broke off their tender kisses, whispering back with a sigh, "Nope... not today." Nightmares had haunted Nivalis ever since, leaving her crying her eyes out in the mornings, and more often than not, even unable to explain why or what they were about. And when she did remember bits and pieces of them, it was always something awful.

Aster nodded, giving her puffy lower lip a tiny nibble before glancing at his sleeping sister, resting on his mother's other arm. Yesterday's magic practice took its toll on the little girl's body and mind, so she was catching up with some much-needed rest. He was quite sleepy himself, too, and since he didn't have anywhere to go, he might as well enjoy the softness of their mother's cuddles for a bit longer. He returned to her neck, burrowing his face with a contented sigh.

The woman's hand never left his butt, caressing it gently while she whispered into Aster's ear, "Is it big, sweetie?" referring to her son's pink, hairless boyhood. When he pressed his hips against her side, making her feel that little poke there, she got the answer. A long sigh escaped Nivalis' lips as she added, "Oh dear..." before bringing her mouth closer to his ear and continuing in a faint whisper, "How about we let your sister sleep for a bit more while we bathe? Just you and me."

Aster couldn't help but smile at that. It sounded like he was about to have the best morning ever. Nodding in agreement, he pulled away from her neck and looked into those blue eyes. "Yeah," he replied simply before getting on all fours and hopping towards their hot spring, shuffling against the moss beneath. His petite body was so smooth, soft, and petite; every step made his tender bottom wiggle ever so slightly, making Nivalis smile at the sight.

He was already in the warm, bubbling water by the time she managed to untangle her limbs from Silvia's and join him. The boy couldn't help but stare at her naked body as she got closer; those curves, that smoothness... he doubted he would ever get used to her beauty. Her silver hair, almost reaching her bottom, shimmered under that soft blue light coming from above, breasts jiggling with each step, thighs rubbing together. "Mind if I join you, my sweet?" Nivalis chuckled after noticing his gaze.

Without waiting for an answer, a quiet splash followed as Nivalis joined her son in the pool and pulled him close, placing the boy onto her lap with his legs to the side. His bandaged hands instinctively wrapped around her neck, looking up at her with a sweet smile while his long silver hair floated lazily in the water around them.

Once settled, Nivalis scooped up some of that warm, steamy water in her palm and gently poured it down onto the boy's tiny shoulders. Aster sighed contentedly at the feeling. 'Best thing ever,' he thought to himself before closing his eyes and relaxing into the softness of her breasts. Her big hands began moving all over his petite frame, slowly sliding up and down along his smooth skin.

It felt incredible to be so tenderly cared for and caressed like this. "Oh, this feels good..." Aster mumbled out loud with a faint smile on his lips. For the entire month, he was spoiled like this every morning and night since he couldn't properly wash himself due to those nasty burns on his hands. And he loved every single moment of it.

However, there was also one part he didn't quite like but had to endure. Once his hair and body were clean, Nivalis gently parted the boy's legs, exposing that pink, delicate pucker to the hot spring's water. With just one finger, she began cleaning his bottom, causing him to wriggle and squirm from the embarrassing sensation.

Up and down along those tender buttcheeks before spreading them slightly apart to reach his tiny opening. She gave it a gentle rub to ensure that the place was spotless, too. "No... not there," Aster quietly whimpered, feeling his mother's finger pressing lightly against that sensitive little hole of his.

And as quickly as it all started, everything suddenly stopped, leaving Aster blushing furiously. His expression made Nivalis giggle cutely, a sound he could never have enough of. "Sorry, my little knight... but that place had to be cleaned too," she whispered into his pointy ear, giving it a small, loving nibble. The boy only pouted at her in response.

Her wandering finger then traveled along the underside of his soft testicles, leaving the tiny butthole of his in peace. "Here too..." Nivalis murmured before finally cupping his sack and gently washing it, for now avoiding that throbbing shaft of his; it kept pulsing with each heartbeat, begging for her attention.

Aster breathed heavily against her shoulder, feeling his mother fondle and play with his most tender parts, his testicles, rolling them between her fingers, squeezing ever so gently before tugging them playfully until the boy let out an adorable squeak. Her touch was always light and gentle, just like he liked it.

It was a little hobby of hers that he had the luxury of enjoying quite often. Whether it was during such baths or while simply cuddling together, she loved fondling him down there. The feeling of their weight and texture in her palm never failed to shake off any nightmares or worries that troubled her.

— "Mom..." Aster whispered breathlessly after a while, his body tense from her teasing touches. "Please..."

Nivalis smiled mischievously at that and released her son's fragile testicles, but not before giving them three gentle, almost ticklish slaps underwater, making the boy squirm and gasp against her shoulder, his body jumping up slightly. "Alright, alright, my love..." she whispered back with a chuckle, moving both hands to the curves of his hips and slowly lifting him. The water dripped down from Aster's petite, naked body as Nivalis gently raised him above it before sitting him down on the edge of their hot spring, right on the rocks.

His legs dangled freely in the pool while his mother scooted closer toward his little penis, proudly standing with a small bead of precum at its tip, throbbing gently. "There we go," Nivalis mumbled, placing her palms onto his slender thighs and spreading them apart so she could fit perfectly between them; her breasts squished gently against the edge of their pool.

Aster's boyish smell invaded her nostrils, making Nivalis bite her lower lip involuntarily. Pink colored the natural paleness of her beautiful face as she looked into his golden eyes from between his legs with those blue irises of hers. "I was thinking..." she whispered after a moment. "How about we make our sessions a little bit more useful? I will be asking you questions we've been learning lately, and depending on how good your answers are... well, you know," Nivalis smiled shyly. "This way, I'll see what you remember from my teachings."

With so much time on their hands down in the cave, it was only natural for them to dedicate some of it to studying, with Nivalis teaching her children as best she could, like in the good old days in their first cave. Reading, writing, maths, history... everything she remembered from her own lessons. The only issue was that Aster and Silvia found anything other than cuddling or playing together to be incredibly boring.

The boy could only nod weakly in response, gulping loudly at the sight of his mother's pretty face between his open legs, hovering so close yet so far from his little erection. "Y-yeah... sounds fine to me," Aster mumbled back with the same shy smile on his lips and a blush of his own.

"Great," Nivalis whispered, running her hands along Aster's smooth thighs until she reached her son's penis, no bigger than her pinky. With just her thumb and forefinger, she gently gripped the base of his shaft, giving it a tender squeeze, causing the bead of clear fluid at its tip to grow slightly as it throbbed under her soft touch.

Her other hand cupped his delicate testicles before tugging them downward ever so gently, stretching the hairless skin and exposing more of his throbbing member. It made Aster gasp, his toes curling up from that sensation. "So... let's see. How about we start with something easy, hm? Where are we now? Geographically, I mean," Nivalis asked, eyeing his twitching penis in her grip as she waited for his answer patiently.

The boy had trouble remembering even his very own name at that moment, but he took a deep breath to calm himself down and gave it some thought. Her hand remained still as Aster stared at his throbbing little member between her fingers all the while. "Umm... three? Wait... what was the question again?" he mumbled with a frown after a few seconds of silence.

Nivalis shook her head, suddenly flicking his incredibly sensitive tip with just one finger, lightly so. It sent jolts of pain through Aster's entire body anyway. The boy gasped sharply, his hips jerking away instinctively from his mother, but there wasn't much room for him to go, especially with his thighs in her grip.

— "Ah! Ow, ow... I was trying!" he whined at Nivalis, staring wide-eyed into her blue eyes while tears welled up in Aster's golden ones. His penis throbbed painfully in her hand, the small tip slightly puffed from that sudden flick.

"Not hard enough," she replied flatly, her thumb gently brushing over his little head in apology. "Try again. And focus, sweetie. The only difference between knights and thugs is education. And my little knight is no thug, is he?" Nivalis whispered to Aster, blowing some air onto his still-aching tip, trying to ease the pain a little like she always did with any of his bo-boos. A faint smirk tugged at the corners of her lips when Aster slowly relaxed despite the discomfort between his legs. Too cute.

He sighed and nodded, mumbling a defeated "Yes, mommy..." under his breath before returning to thinking once more with his face scrunched up in adorable concentration. His beautiful mother patiently waited for an answer, still circling her thumb around his little pink mushroom to encourage his thinking process. "Where are we, right? Umm... let's see... okay," Aster mumbled hesitantly, only to exclaim in a clear voice after a few seconds of silence, "Stormhaven!" A broad smile spread across his face as he recalled the place. Finally.

However, her expression didn't change, making it clear she wasn't satisfied with his answer. Sensing her displeasure, he quickly added, "The Northern Empire of Stormhaven, somewhere in the northeast of it. It's ruled by... someone." Aster trailed off, uncertain who that might be. All these rulers and their names were always mixed up in his mind.

A few seconds later, he noticed her finger tense up, ready to flick him again against the softness of his tip, so he hurriedly continued, "Ah! Wait, wait. Um... was it The High King Gareth? The one without an eye?" Aster trembled slightly in his mother's grasp, desperately hoping to avoid another flick on his delicate shaft.

And much to his delight, she smiled at him with a nod of approval instead. "Good boy," Nivalis whispered as she started stroking his little penis between her two fingers, slowly pumping up and down its length; her thumb brushed over the tip repeatedly, smearing precum all around it. His knees twitched against her shoulders every time it happened.

But as it started to feel like the boy might find his relief, she suddenly stopped moving entirely and asked in a whisper, "How many human, elven, and dwarven nations are out there?" Her grip around his shaft never loosened; if anything, it tightened ever so slightly as she waited for his answer, feeling blood pulse between her two fingers. Her other hand was busy rolling his testicles against each other, tugging gently at his soft sack, not wanting them to get lonely either.

Aster couldn't help but whimper at the sudden lack of friction; he needed more of his mother's tender touch, not less. His toes curled tightly from sheer frustration. "Uhh... seven, six..." he murmured between heavy breaths, squinting his eyes shut as he tried to remember. "Yeah, six human empires... two elven kingdoms and eleven dwarven strongholds?" the boy said uncertainly, opening his golden eyes again to look at Nivalis. "Please, don't ask their names."

To his surprise and relief, Nivalis gave him another nod of approval before starting to stroke his throbbing penis once more, this time a bit faster than before. "Name just the elven ones, then," she smiled as she watched Aster moan softly in response to her touch, his hips bucking involuntarily into her hand.

Aster could only nod and whisper a quick "O-okay" before trying to focus again, but it proved quite difficult with the way Nivalis' fingers slid back and forth along his shaft. The boy's toes curled tightly from all the incredible stimulation he was getting down there. 'Come on, think...' he moved his lips soundlessly as his little penis started leaking like crazy, causing all kinds of sloppy sounds to echo in their little cave. 'I shouldn't mention Astralwyn. It doesn't exist anymore,' Aster told himself, remembering his mother's homeland.

"Well?" Nivalis urged gently, still stroking away at that tiny boyhood of her son, slowing down the longer she waited for his answer. The thick, clear precum dribbled down her fingers and wrist as she worked on the length of his tiny, very slick shaft. It was a lot, even for this horny young lad, but she didn't mind the mess one bit. It was her favorite part.

— "Lu... Luminais!" he finally managed to blurt out after a few moments of silence, breathing heavily as Nivalis rewarded him by speeding up slightly again, her slick fingers making lewd noises against his wet shaft. "Eh... the other one is... um..." Aster mumbled before trailing off again, struggling to remember that second name.

His face scrunched up adorably in concentration while panting and moaning softly from her touch, trying his best to ignore it for just a little bit so he could focus. "Mmh... Elysaar," the boy managed to finally say between pathetic whimpers. "Known also as the kingdoms of Spring and Autumn, respectively," Aster quickly added, remembering the additional information Nivalis drilled into his and Silvia's minds countless times before.

Nivalis hummed a soft, contented "Mhm... Good boy..." before rewarding her son with faster, sloppier stroking along his little member. Her blue eyes were glued to that twitching shaft in her grasp, watching as it throbbed violently between her two fingers, so warm and hard. She couldn't help but bite on her lower lip again, loving how much precum her little prince produced just for her, his mother.

Feeling that he was getting closer to his release, she once again suddenly stopped, squeezing the base of his shaft tightly. Aster grunted, his entire body tensing up in pleasure and disappointment. "N-no... I was... I was so close..." he whined pathetically at his mother, squirming in her grasp while his penis throbbed violently. A single gust of wind onto his tip would probably make him explode right then and there, but there was none. "Mom, please..."

"Shhh," Nivalis shushed at her boy, smiling warmly. She gave his testicles a few delicate slaps with just the tip of her fingers to help him calm down, causing him to wince from every little tap; his hips kept jerking involuntarily, desperately trying to protect those precious, sensitive jewels. "Imagine you and your sister are outside, and I'm not there for some reason," she started again, not stopping with the slaps on his balls. "How would you find your way to the nearest town? What would you do to navigate? What would you do once you reach it?" she asked quietly, with a bit of worry in her voice.

Aster looked down at his mother with a frown, and his face flushed red from all the embarrassment and pleasure. "What kind of question is this? Why wouldn't you be around?" he whispered back, his hips kept twitching slightly as she continued slapping his testicles, making tiny waves across their pink surface.

"Just... just answer it, sweetie. Please?" Nivalis asked again, giving him a pleading look with her blue eyes. "I need to know that you two will be fine without me. Just in case." Now feeling that he calmed down a little, she began rubbing his penis between her fingers once more, albeit slowly.

He nodded hesitantly and took a few shaky breaths, all while enjoying her loving touch. "Well, I'd go back and find you first. Won't even think about it," Aster replied firmly, but before she could flick his tip in disapproval or say anything, he continued. "But... alright, I get it. We'd go towards the sunrise, eastward, until we find something. Since we don't know whether or not humans are hostile, we need to hide our ears first," he mumbled quietly all in one go, inhaling deeply afterward. "Then, approach their settlement carefully, preferably during the evening when it's getting dark. From there, lie low and try to settle down if it's safe enough. If not, go to the bigger city and try again," Aster added with a sigh. "You made us memorize all that. You think I would forget?"

"Sorry, my love... It's just important," Nivalis whispered back with a gentle smile. She then began sliding her palm along his little shaft faster and faster, pumping away at it until his moans turned into desperate whines of pleasure, his balls tightening in her hand as Aster's hips began bucking up and down. The boy was so close, so, so close...

But once again, the pleasure stopped, replaced by sheer frustration as Nivalis suddenly let go of his twitching penis, denying him his much-needed orgasm. It was the most disappointing feeling in the world. "No... why... why are you..." Aster gasped and groaned, panting heavily while looking down at his mother with a hurt look on his face. "You can't do that..."

Giving him an apologetic smile, Nivalis whispered, "Sorry, sweetie," before adding, "One last question... I promise. I'll make it worth it if you answer correctly, okay?" She watched as he slowly calmed down again. Her fingers absentmindedly ran across his length, brushing over his little head ever so gently and making Aster gasp every time she did. "I-I... I'll do something special," she mumbled hesitantly.

— "O-okay," Aster managed to whisper after catching his breath.

She took a moment before speaking again, carefully considering her next words as she looked into those beautiful golden eyes of her baby boy. "What era are we in now? When did the last one end, and how?" Nivalis asked quietly.

A deep sigh escaped Aster's lips when he heard that. 'I hate history...' he couldn't help but think as he tried to remember everything she taught him. "We are in the seventh era... of Dawn, year 460-something. Started after the fall of the empire of... of... damn," he groaned in frustration, his face scrunching up adorably as he tried to recall its name. "The Empire of Light? No, wait... the Kingdom of Light, right? It was during the Battle of... ugh, forget it," Aster mumbled before trailing off with another sigh. "I hate history. So many names..."

Nivalis giggled at that and planted a kiss on the boy's thigh, giving it a little nibble, which made him gasp. "Close enough," she mumbled against his smooth, wet skin while her hand returned to where it belonged—wrapped around her son's painfully hard little member, gently milking it from base to tip in a slow, teasing rhythm.

Her speed slowly but surely increased as she watched Aster whimper and moan beneath her loving touch, one only a mother could give to her little boy. His foreskin squelched as it rolled over the tiny, pink head at every upstroke before sliding back down during the downstrokes; his head was thrown back as he enjoyed it.

— "Mom... mommy... I'm gonna—" Aster managed to gasp between his pathetic whimpers, the pleasure coursing through him becoming too intense to bear. His balls tensed up violently in Nivalis' warm palm, his body shuddering as he felt himself reaching his limits.

But she kept going, pumping his little boyhood harder and faster than ever before. When she felt him finally reach his peak, Nivalis leaned closer to that swollen, throbbing tip and blew a gentle gust of wind on it, just like her son needed, like he deserved.

She kept stroking away at the rest of Aster's length as her breath hit that tiny slit again, sending shivers down her baby's spine. "Good boy... let it all out for me, my love..." she mumbled softly before blowing another puff of air against the tiny, wet opening of his penis. It felt heavenly, but then... then, she did something even better.

Tucking a lock of silver hair behind her long, elven ear with one hand, Nivalis gathered some saliva in her mouth and slowly let it drip all over his little tip, allowing it to roll down along its length and over her fingers that were still working him, coating everything in her warm spit. There was no reason for her to do that, as he was more than slick enough already. But it felt right to do. He deserved something special, just like she had promised.

A thin string connected her soft lips to his penis for a brief moment until she parted with a quiet gasp, gazing up into Aster's wide eyes. It was enough. That was it. He couldn't take it anymore.

With a cute squeak, the boy tensed up in Nivalis' grasp, arching his back slightly. His little member started pulsating wildly under her gentle fingers, each throb stronger than the last one... yet, there was nothing for it to spurt out. His young, petite body quivered uncontrollably in his mother's arms as she kept milking him dry.

Ten seconds later, it was all over, and Nivalis was left holding her son's throbbing boyhood in her hand, gently massaging it to soothe any lingering tension within. "There, there..." she cooed, watching as the boy tried to recover from his powerful orgasm. His skinny chest rose and fell rapidly with his breathing, heart beating furiously inside it. "Did you like it?" the woman asked, kissing the inner thigh of her little one, her expression a mix of lust and guilt.

Aster could only nod weakly, unable to even utter a word. He remained breathless for several moments until he finally got some of his voice back. "It was... amazing," he mumbled, gasping for air.

"I'm glad..." Nivalis replied with a warm smile at her precious boy. However, his shaft, like it always did, refused to soften down from the first release... even for a bit; it just kept twitching between her fingers, warm and incredibly sensitive, needing another one to calm down. Her teasing smile returned as she whispered, "For round two, we'll talk about feudal hierarchy. I hope you paid attention because we will go through every single noble title in detail..." He squirmed adorably at that, his face contorting painfully from the mere mention, making her giggle, guilt disappearing from her expression.

But then Aster sighed and mumbled, exhausted and defeated, "I need to study more." He couldn't help but realize just how important education was... so much so that he made a silent vow to himself that he would try his absolute best from now on, paying close attention to everything Nivalis taught him during her lessons, from dancing to table etiquette with imaginary utensils and everything else in between. Though maybe not history; everyone has their limits.