Frostfire Legacy

Chapter 228 A Session with the Dragonkin

Aster's mind raced, desperately trying to piece together the situation. His heartbeat pounded loudly in his ears as his breathing grew shallow and uneven. Sticky sweat clung to his back, sliding uncomfortably down to his arms.

The warmth of Lizandrea's body seeped into his fingers, causing his own body temperature to rise in response.

"L-Liz..."

He wanted to ask what was happening, but the fog clouding his memory made him hesitate. How had this even started? Was it his idea, or had Liz suggested it first?

"Hm... Mmm? What's wrong, Aster? Your hand stopped, you know...?"

Her voice, layered with faint gasps and a sensual tone that made his pulse quicken, broke the silence. She sounded like she was anticipating something, though there was a hint of disappointment as well.

Spurred by her words, Aster resumed pressing his hand down her back.

"Hnnngh~! That, that feels good...! You can go a bit stronger."

He focused on the center of her wings, marveling at their connection to her back. They seemed to grow out from her shoulder blades, but he wasn't entirely sure. Maybe there was an extra joint controlling their movements?

"Ha! Aaahhh...!"

Despite trying to distract himself, the sound of her moans forced him to confront the reality of the situation. 'What am I doing? Where am I?'

"Aster...?" Her voice came again, laced with curiosity. "Your movements seem... different all of a sudden. It felt so good before. Did you suddenly forget how to do it?"

'Do it? Do what?!'

Aster gulped as his mind spiraled, trying to anticipate her next words.

"Come on, this gentle caress—this flimsy touch won't work as a massage at all."

"...Massage?"

"T-That should be enough! I need to go!"

Aster stammered, suddenly aware of the dangerous line he was toeing. He tried to stand and leave, but Liz quickly grabbed his leg, refusing to let him go.

"Eh~? Do it more. It felt sooo good~!" she pleaded, her eyes filled with a longing he hadn't seen in her before.

But then Aster noticed something alarming. "Y-Your front! Cover up, Liz!" he exclaimed, embarrassed for her, but unable to tear his gaze away.

He tried to avert his eyes, but for some reason, his body wouldn't obey. His neck stayed rigid, his eyes fixed on the two soft, bouncing masses before him.

"Hm? Ah... Could you massage these too? They've been bothering me... they're heavy, you know," Liz teased, lifting one in her hand as if to emphasize its weight and softness.

"...!"

Aster felt an overwhelming urge to touch them, to feel the softness himself. But then, two faces flashed through his mind—Tina and Cassy. Instantly, his thoughts cleared, and his eyes squeezed shut.

"Liz, stop teasing me, or I really will do it," Aster warned, pulling her hand off his leg. "Anyway, that's enough for today. If your back stiffens up again, I'll give you another massage tomorrow."

Without giving her the chance to protest, Aster left the tent. Liz, left alone, pouted adorably, her face flushed bright red. She curled up, pressing her chest against her thighs, and muttered under her breath.

"I was serious, though..."

It didn't take long for her to realize what she'd just said, and the unfamiliar emotions swirling in her chest. Emotions beyond respect and camaraderie... something she hadn't experienced before.

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Liz stared at the tent's entrance, as if watching Aster's figure retreat toward the campfire outside. For a moment, her eyes flickered with unspoken desire, but she shook her head softly.

"Now's not the time, huh?"

A faint air of disappointment settled around her as she lay down, curling up once more, and drifted off to sleep.