Everlasting Dream

Chapter 43: Little vacation

[Aster]

Outside the hot spring cave, the sun slowly moved west, its golden light filtering through the trees and bathing the forest floor with a warm glow. Insects were buzzing, birds chirping, and squirrels jumping from branch to branch, searching for nuts and berries. A gentle breeze blew through the trees, swaying the branches, and a few fluffy clouds floated lazily through the sky above.

A family of three was enjoying their little vacation inside a hot spring cave. A boy, his beautiful mother, and his lovely sister huddled together, soaking their bodies in the hot water. The two children had their heads resting against the soft bosom of their mother. Nivalis was running her fingers through their silky white hair, giving her babies some rest so they could recharge for later.

Aster rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned as he woke up. A smile appeared on his lips as he felt his mother's soft breast pressing against his cheek. 'Best nap ever,' he thought, gently squeezing her big, warm bosom. He sighed contentedly and buried his face deeper into her soft cleavage. His nose poked her nipple, and he breathed deeply, inhaling her intoxicating scent. He felt the steady rhythm of her heartbeat and slow, even breaths.

He couldn't remember when he fell asleep or how long he was out, but he wasn't alone in drifting away. Silvia, sleeping to his right, was snoring softly and drooling a bit, pressing her body against her little brother, cuddling him like a teddy bear. Aster glanced at her, noticing her lips occasionally moving as if she was having a dream, mumbling incoherent words.

"Oh, are you finally awake, honey?" Nivalis spoke quietly in a sweet voice, making him look up. Her long silver hair cascaded down her shoulders, glistening in the sunlight streaming through the small opening above. Her skin was smooth and flawless, and her cheeks were rosy from the heat. Her eyes were shining bright, reflecting the sunlight.

— "Mhm," he nodded, smiling back. "How long have I been asleep?" he asked, glancing up at the opening in the ceiling.

"Not very long," she answered, combing her fingers through his hair, "less than an hour," she added, playing with his locks. "Did you sleep well?"

— "Yeah, I did," he mumbled, nuzzling his cheek against her breast.

"Good," she said, her soft hand rubbing his back, massaging his small body.

Aster sighed, his eyes closing once again. "This is perfect," he whispered, smiling contently. "I could stay like this forever," he added, his voice barely audible.

Nivalis giggled, her fingers tracing his spine. "I bet," she replied, smiling fondly at him. "It's nice, isn't it?"

— "Yeah," he nodded. He leaned forward, kissing her breast and licking her nipple. He took the stiff nub between his teeth and sucked gently, making her squirm a little.

"Hey," Nivalis complained jokingly, tickling his sides, causing him to laugh and pull back. "Bad boy," she said, her voice teasing. "You're supposed to ask first before drinking."

— "Sorry, Mom," he apologized, looking up at her face. "Can I drink your milk, please?" he asked politely, his cheeks reddening slightly.

"Hmmm," she hummed thoughtfully, placing a finger under her chin, pretending to be considering it.

— "Please," he pleaded, giving her his best puppy eyes, which always worked on her.

"Well..." Nivalis paused dramatically, tapping her fingers against her lips and looking into his golden eyes. "Oh, alright," Nivalis giggled, ruffling his hair. "You're too adorable to say no to, honey."

— "Thank you," he grinned, his face lighting up instantly. Aster brought his lips back to her erect nipple. He licked her areola, his tongue swirling around her pink nub, and nibbled it lightly before sucking again. Her milk soon flowed into his mouth, filling his taste buds with sweetness.

Silvia stirred and woke up, her eyes fluttering open. She lifted herself, wiping the drool from her mouth, and looked at her brother's face buried in her mother's bosom and pouted, her eyebrows furrowed. "Hey! Why didn't anyone wake me up?" she complained, glaring at her family.

"We just started, honey," Nivalis smiled, patting her daughter's head. "Sorry, I didn't mean to leave you out. Here, have some," she said, lifting her other breast towards the little girl and offering her an inviting nipple.

"Yay!" Silvia exclaimed, her mood instantly improving. She grabbed the big teat with both hands, squeezing it firmly. Milk squirted out, splattering her face and making her giggle.

"Ouch... Not so hard, honey," Nivalis said, wincing.

"Sorry, Mommy," Silvia apologized, loosening her grip and gently placing her mouth around the tip. She sucked softly, swallowing her mother's delicious milk with small gulps. Her little tongue danced around, swirling around the tip.

"That's better," Nivalis sighed, caressing her daughter's hair. She looked down at her children, a smile forming on her lips. "My two little babies," she murmured affectionately, holding them close.

Her son and daughter continued sucking on her breasts without saying a word. Their eyes were closed, their cheeks red, and their lips curled into smiles. The liquid flowed down their throats, filling their tummies with their mother's liquid. Nivalis sighed contentedly, her eyelids half-closed. She enjoyed being breastfed by her babies and loved feeling their mouths sucking her nipples, drinking her milk. It made her feel needed and loved. Seeing their faces relaxed, their cheeks bulging as they drank her milk... how could she not adore it?

After a while, the milk flow stopped, and the siblings released her teats with loud 'plops.'

"Oh, did you finish already?" Nivalis asked, looking at her children. "That was quick," she said, wiping the remaining milk off their faces.

— "Mhm, thank you, Mom," Aster said, smacking his lips and removing the droplets of milk from them with his tongue, accidentally licking his mother's finger as she brushed her thumb over his chin.

"Yeah, thanks, Mommy," Silvia said, smiling at her mother.

"You're welcome," Nivalis said, hugging her children tightly, her big breasts squishing against their tiny chests. "So, what do you want to do now? We have a few more hours left until we return home."

"Hmm," Silvia hummed thoughtfully, tapping her chin. "How about... We play tag?" she suggested, glancing between her mother and brother.

— "Sure, why not," Aster replied, smiling at her. "Sounds fun."

"Tag, huh?" Nivalis chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "Are you sure you're ready for it?"

"Absolut-" Silvia tried to answer but was cut short when a wave of water splashed against her face, catching her completely off guard. "Hey!" she shouted, wiping the water from her eyes.

Aster was already gone, swimming quickly away from his sister, who was splashing her way after him, a determined look on her face. "Get back here, Asty!" she yelled, trying to grab him, but he dodged her attempt and swam farther.

Aster looked satisfied and crossed his arms over his chest. "Told ya," he grinned triumphantly, puffing his chest.

"Hmph," Silvia snorted, sticking her tongue out at him. "We'll see about that."

Nivalis couldn't hold back and burst into laughter. "Okay, okay, calm down, you two," she giggled, petting her daughter's head. "The dinner is almost ready, so sit down and relax," she said, motioning towards the fire. "Honey, grab two bowls, please," she added, turning her head towards her son.

— "Alright," Aster replied, smiling. He got up and took wooden bowls for him and his sister.

"Thanks, honey," Nivalis said, taking the bowls from his hand and placing them on the ground. She served the stew and gave each of them a wooden spoon.

— "Smells great," Aster said, sniffing the air.

"It's rabbit stew," Nivalis explained, sitting beside her children. "I caught it yesterday. Hope you'll like it," she added, blowing on her spoon to cool the stew down.

The cave became quiet as they ate, except for the occasional slurping sounds from the three hungry mouths. The stew was delicious, and everyone was enjoying their meal. The fire crackled softly in the background, its flames flickering and dancing, casting shadows on the walls. Outside, the wind howled, rustling the leaves and branches, but the sound barely reached the cave, muffled by the thick stone walls.

The meal was over quickly, and the kids had their bellies filled, feeling content. Nivalis placed the empty bowls on the floor and stretched her arms, sighing happily.

"Thanks, Mommy," Silvia said, cuddling up to her. "You're the best," she murmured, kissing her cheek.

"My pleasure," Nivalis replied, affectionately caressing her daughter's head.

— 'Alright, this the perfect moment for my gift,' Aster thought, standing up. He went towards the corner where they kept all their clothes. He rummaged through his pile of clothes, searching for something.

"What are you looking for, honey?" Nivalis asked curiously, her eyebrows raised.

— "I've got something for Silvia," Aster replied as he continued his search. "Aha, there it is," he exclaimed, retrieving a piece of white bark resembling a scroll from his coat. "Found it," he said, walking back to his family.

"Found what?" Silvia inquired, tilting her head, confused.

— "Here, this is for you," Aster answered, giving the object to his sister. "Happy birthday," he added, smiling at her shyly.

"For me?" Silvia asked, staring at the rolled-up piece of thick bark in his hands.

— "Yup," Aster nodded, trying to hand her his gift. "I made it for you while you were sick."

"What is it?" Silvia asked, taking the bark and studying it carefully.

— "Unroll it and find out," Aster grinned, watching her reaction closely. "Be careful. It's fragile," he warned her, sitting beside her.

Nivalis leaned closer, curious about what her son had prepared for her daughter's birthday.

Silvia carefully unrolled the bark. To her surprise, she found a beautiful charcoal drawing underneath. It was a picture of a happy girl with a brilliant smile drawn on a piece of dried bark. The drawing was of Silvia herself, and although some of the lines were a bit shaky, the proportions were accurate, and overall, it looked pretty pleasing to the eye.

"Oh, wow," Silvia gasped, her eyes widening as she stared at the drawing. She then glanced at her mother and asked, "Did you help him with this?"

"Nope, I remember getting him this bark from that white tree I found. But other than that, he did it all by himself," Nivalis said, smiling proudly at her son. "I don't think I can draw even half as good," she admitted, smiling fondly at her son. "You have a real talent for this."

Aster looked down and kicked the ground with his feet, feeling shy. "Thanks," he said in response to his mother's compliment. "It's not that great, really," he mumbled, hoping he hadn't gone overboard with the drawing.

After all, this was his first drawing in this world. He didn't want to showcase too much of his skill, as he was supposed to be just a kid. He only desired to enjoy his second childhood and spend as much time with his family as possible. He has no intention of doing anything too ambitious or extraordinary. He doesn't want any special attention from anyone. He just wants a normal, happy life. In fact, he preferred to leave his previous life and accomplishments behind him.

But at the same time, seeing his always cheerful sister being sick and unable to do anything to help her... was hard. Harder than anything he ever had to endure. The truth is, he made this drawing to have something that would remind him of her in case... worst came to worst. So she will always be with him.

Art has always been his way of coping with stress and sadness since he can remember. It was his escape, his safe place, his comfort zone, his sanctuary. Now, this was nothing more than a silly gift. He doesn't need to think about that anymore.

Nivalis could see Aster feeling uncertain about his drawing, so she ruffled his hair lovingly and said, "You're talented, honey. I think you did amazingly." She then leaned in and kissed him on the forehead.

"Y-yeah, it's awesome," Silvia said, giving her brother a big smile. She wrapped her arms around his neck and squeezed him tight. "Thanks, little bro," she said, kissing his cheek softly.

Nivalis pulled both of her children in for a hug, "Can't believe my kids are so incredibly gifted," she murmured, nuzzling her nose into their hair. "My little mage and my little artist," she added, her eyes closed as she breathed in their scents. "My sweet, lovely babies," she cooed, squeezing them gently.

"Love you, too," Silvia said, returning the hug, burying her face in her mother's bosom.

— "Love you, Mom," Aster said, wrapping his hands around her neck. "I will make you a drawing sometime later," he whispered into her ear.

"Aw, you don't have to do that," Nivalis replied, giggling softly, stroking his back. "But I would love that," she added, kissing his temple.

— "Okay," Aster mumbled, his eyes closing. He was enjoying their warmth and their scent. Their embrace was so soft and comfortable.

The three of them stayed like that for a few minutes, hugging each other tightly. They didn't move or talk, simply enjoying the moment together.