Dungeon of Niflheim-Chapter 888: Her man (2)
Khione was inspired by her lover’s words, her attachment towards him climbing to the point of obsession. The look in her eyes enough to make any sane man shiver in fear but for Frost this only made him adore her more. Finally her obsession was slowly catching up to his own.
Though it was difficult to see at first glance and perhaps even with a second or third Frost was a very possessive man when it came to affection. It wasn’t in the sense that jealousy would run rampant leading him to commit acts of atrocity for the smallest of slights but more of what he demanded from those he viewed as lovers. His love was deep and intense; some may even say consuming. A heavy burden to endure but one that also promised substantial reward.
Khione may not understand fully yet but as their relationship progressed she’d soon find herself unable to escape, willingly and happily binding herself to his side.
Smelling the obsession on her Frost’s lips turned upwards into a devious smirk as though he was an evil man luring an innocent girl down a dark path, corrupting her, moulding her into a form that was better suited for what he envisioned. And as if to reward such developments he squeezed her hand and kissed her on the forehead as a form of encouragement. An action that further brightened the smile on Khione’s luscious lips.
"...I’m sure you’ll be a perfect partner in crime when it comes to planning devious methods of revenge, but I doubt you’ll be of any use in a fight, holding their arms hmph any one of them could crush you with a mere flick of their wrists." Feeling spritely after a good cry and emboldened by her young lover she teased him, attacking his weakest point....his strength.
"Ouch! And people say words can’t cut." Frost placed his free hand over his heart in an exaggerated manner and faked a few tears before letting out a sonorous laugh.
If she could make jokes then she was clearly on the mend.
Yawn!
"Are you tired?" Khione asked with concern after seeing Frost fail to hold back a yawn.
"A little, we got back rather late and it took me a while to get to sleep then practically at the crack of dawn your father summoned me to his study." He probably only got about 3 hours or so, not nearly enough to be considered well rested but since he was rather strong he could make do with less, as long it wasn’t repeated too often. "What about you? How did you sleep?"
Khione immediately blushed when she heard his question, her mind drifting back to the intense session of self-love she engaged in before the whole thing with her mother and sister happened. "Pleasantly but like you it was too short." Her dreams as Frost had promised her revolved around him so for the time she was actually asleep it was quite magical, if only she hadn’t been woken up.
About 20 minutes or so before she went on a storm filled march to her father’s study Khione was rudely brought out of her blissful dreams. Her body was hot and sweaty and for some reason her breathing had become laboured, something was blocking her nose and there was a heavy weight pressing against her chest. She wasn’t all that unfamiliar with such occurrences however another detriment to having such a massive chest but today it was far more pronounced, enough to force her awake.
"Hmm." She let out a slightly muffled groan as her eyes slowly wrenched open. She blinked a few times but strangely her vision was still dark, blocked by something. Curious and groggy she fumbled around with her hands, trying to move whatever was lying on top of her away.
"Umm yes that’s my baby girl eat up and grow big and strong like mommy." Her actions elicited a reaction, the entity blocking her sight, covering her nose and pressing down on her chest spoke in a giddy tone.
It was impossible for Khione to not recognise that voice, she’d heard it endlessly since her conception therefore even in her groggy state she managed to suss out what was going on in a couple seconds. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
Lying on top of her was Freyja her biological mother. She was as naked as when she came into the world and holding onto Khione like a koala to a tree. Her breasts were pressed against her daughter’s face, her left nipple millimetres from her lips which ended up triggering memories of when she breastfed, the unconscious reasoning behind her choice in words.
The rest of her body was focused mostly on Khione’s far larger chest, her ass rising and falling with her daughter’s every strained breath explaining the weight she felt.
"Ugh so heavy." She wasted no time pushing her mother away.
"Big liar I’m not heavy~" Still in the midst of her dreams Freyja replied in a sleepy voice, instinctively denying any attack on her weight.
Even with sufficient pushing and rolling Freyja still refused to wake up. "Teng you there?" Freed from her mother’s clingy grasp Khione scanned the bed in search of her elder sister, the other victim who’d been forced into this session of family skin ship unfortunately there was no sign of her, she and Freyja were the only ones here.
"Tsk she must’ve waited for mum to fall asleep before making a beeline for the door." After all that happened last night she thought that at least her big sister would have remained by side...guess she really didn’t have anyone to rely on in this family.
Such thinking brought back those sour feelings causing her to glance over at her practically comatose mother, she was sleeping so innocently like a baby, cute and without any worries...an enraging sight.
Slap!
With her anger starting to bubble Khione brought down a fierce slap on her mother’s ass, a blow so intense that her well-developed cheeks rippled and jiggled but still there wasn’t the slightest sign of her waking up.
"You can smack her around all day there’s no way a love tap like that’s gonna wake up the beast." From across the bedroom, exiting from the ensuite bathroom Tengliu commented with a mixture of shock and envy, her mother had always been a deep sleeper.
"I thought you left."
"Do you really think I’d leave my baby sister all alone with that monster after what just happened." Tengliu shook her head and walked towards the bed, her body and hair wrapped up tightly in a purple bath towel.
She sat next to Khione and pulled her into a big hug before asking "How are you feeling after last night?"
Khione glanced back at her mother’s lazy form, her anger still very much present but the pain was nowhere near as bad. "Better sis, thanks."
"No problem what are sisters for if not to team up with when going against our parents hehehe." She giggled charmingly, offering her full support in her future endeavours against Freyja and Shivali.
"You should wash up; a good hot shower can do wonders for the mind...I’ll stay with you until you’re ready." Tengliu sniffed the air, Khione had a sweet scent of sweat, likely caused by overheating.
"Sniff sniff good shout I smell like old grandma." Another subtle dig at her mother.
"Not Grandma~" And of course the target of the insult once again rebuffed it despite being fast asleep.
"Do you think she’s actually conscious?"
"Maybe, only a God knows what Gods are truly capable of." Does an immortal being with the ability to create life from energy really need to sleep.
Khione didn’t think any deeper on the subject instead taking up her sister’s advice. She scrambled off the bed and headed to the bathroom but stopped at the doorway.
"I know you’ve just finished but want to join me sis, it’s been a while." She nervously asked, the night of intimate skin ship between the three of them perhaps making her miss the close bonds they had when she was still a little girl.
"Hah do you think I’m blind I can see that smirk on your lips you just want to show off how much bigger you are than me." Tengliu saw straight through her baby sister’s hidden agenda. Last night was embarrassing enough, she lost in pretty much every physical category. Being reminded of that fact was not something she was keen to relive.
"Hehehehe not my fault you’re midget." Khione stuck out her tongue and dashed into bathroom moments before a pillow was thrown at her head.
"Damn brat." Tengliu muttered in complaint, but a bright smile was plastered across her lips.
"....Are you actually awake mother?"
"Baby girls~ so cute come to momma~" Freyja’s drivel of nonsense answered her question.
Even after Khione finished her shower and got dressed in her usual set of training attire Freyja was still fast asleep, rubbing her face against the pillows as though trying to imprint her scent.
The two sisters decided to just ignore her, leaving her to her nostalgic dreams as they left the bedroom to start the new day.
"I’m rather peckish so I’ll head to the dining room what about you?" Tengliu had a rather early and light dinner the night before so she was starving, if she wasn’t so keen in keeping up appearances her stomach would have loudly rumbled.
"I’m not in the mood for food, I’ll train for a bit first, clear my head some more before talking to Frost."
"Ok, call me if you need me."
"Will do sis." The two shared a hug before splitting up, one heading left and the other heading right.
Only when she reached her training room was she informed that her father had summoned Frost to his personal study first thing in the morning an event which took place more than two hours ago.
So in that instant she bolted there like a woman on a mission, dragged him to safety and was now leaning against his shoulders discussing the events that led to their current situation.
