Dungeon of Niflheim-Chapter 893: Meeting Tengliu (3)
With Khione relishing in the aftermath of Frost’s kiss, Frost stared at his future sister in law and smiled. "Sister Tengliu I promise you that was merely a taste of my affections towards her, my love runs deep and my other partners would likely agree that it is.... boundless." He was 100% confident when it came to satisfying his lovers romantically and emotionally but 110% when it came to their physical desires. Even with Maya when she was still an S-rank fenrir and Daki who bore the bloodline of a succubus he could take them both on and still feel hungry afterwards. Adding Khione to the mix was both something he wanted and likely needed if Maya and Daki were to survive the depths of his bottomless love.
Sensing a shift in the balance between them and realising that she was being teased and taunted Tengliu’s innate need to charm and flirt rose in response.
" ’Boundless’ huh, you certainly do hold a lot of promise and considering the degree of equipment you’ve been blessed with I have no doubt that your lovers would sing your praises hehehe~" Her gaze naturally drifted downwards locking onto Frost’s nether regions.
"Huh?" Frost didn’t suspect such a rebuttal. Her tone was teasing and her gaze.... "What didn’t you tell her?" He turned and asked Khione, clearly understanding exactly what Tengliu was referring to.
"Ahhh! TENG!!!" Once again Khione was forcibly dragged from a moment of bliss because of her damned elder sister and this time she was livid. Feeling an irresistible urge for violence she picked up the nearest plate and launched it at Tengliu’s head. How could she bring up such a thing and in front of Frost no less.
"Hehehe so feisty baby sister." Expecting some kind of assault Tengliu easily repelled the plate that flew faster than any arrow, flipping it around her fingers before placing it softly back on the table.
"Frost honey if Nene here gives you any trouble I’ll be more than happy to take you in~" Straight up ignoring Khione’s outburst she blew a kiss in Frost’s direction, her eyes firmly locked on where his dragon resided. With her hunger growing she licked her lips and struggled to resist the urge to jump him then and there. Why should Khione be so lucky? Wasn’t she also an unwed daughter of Shivali and Freyja.
Of course such daring actions on her part resulted in a certain young woman blowing her top. Khione was like a volcano that had repressed its eruption for centuries. Her rage biblical, her vision marred in blood as her frame grew to a massive 4 metres. Within moments the beast had been unleashed and regardless of her weaker strength Khione launched herself at Tengliu, seeking to shred her into atoms, the only true way to deal with a preying vulture.
"Oh, seems I’ve overstayed my welcome~" Tengliu taunted in a playful manner as she effortlessly deflected Khione’s maddened blows. A beast that relied solely on their instincts could summon great physical strength, but their every action was predictable in the eyes of the trained.
After merely a few exchanges Khione found herself being launched headfirst into the nearby wall, leaving Tengliu with nary a mark. The beautiful young woman then dusted herself off, batted her eyes once again in Frost’s direction before suddenly vanishing from his sight.
"Ugh." Less than a second later he felt a hand touching him and a wisp hot moist air flowing across his ear.
"My my it’s even more impressive than I thought hehehe." Tengliu’s left hand boldly cupped the body of his sleeping dragon. "Do think hard on my offer big boy, I can promise you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams~" She seductively whispered in his ear before lightly biting his earlobe, a tactic Frost himself was fond of using.
She then glanced back at Khione who was quickly prying herself from the wall. "Pleasure far greater than what that little virgin can do anyway hehehe~" She spoke one last sentence before planting a delightful peck on his cheek and dashing towards the exit, free and unfettered like the wind.
An instant later Khione barrelled past, her massive hands taking firm hold of the open door as she roared at the top of her lungs. "TEEEENNNNGGGGGG!!!" Her supportive big sister had now 100% become a preying vulture, an enemy she needed to protect her darling Frost from.
The man in question who had been rudely molested felt a chill growing in the depths of his heart. He couldn’t track Tengliu’s movements in the slightest, utterly powerless in the face of her strength and speed. Such aggressive tactics from a woman with her beauty and temperament could be seen as the greatest of compliments, it proved how desirable he was and to be honest such moves would normally be right up Frost’s alley, he did have a thing for bold and powerful women after all. However what he actually felt when Tengliu placed her hand on his personal weapon and whispered seductively in his ear was not something positive.
Mind you he had no problem regarding her flirting in fact he even encouraged it as it brought him joy and instilled him with confidence but this time all he felt was fear and dread. Frost knew he was weak but only after being groped did he truly understand the degree of danger such weakness could invite. If Tengliu wanted she could easily force herself upon him and he’d be powerless to stop her.
As he processed this revelation Khione had finished her maddened roars and was standing by his side, her eyes looking down on him like a mother eagle protecting her fragile eggs.
"What did that bitch do!" Her vision was marred in red, so she didn’t see it clearly, but Tengliu definitely touched him and whispered something in his ear.
She placed a tight grip upon Frost’s shoulders and forced him to look her in the eye; she needed to assert her authority and nib any potential luring tactics in the bud. Frost was her man and she wasn’t willing to share him with anyone in her family, not even her blood sister.
"....S..st...stronger." Frost’s voice was akin to a whisper, stammering and inaudible.
"Huh?"
"...I said I need to get stronger." With a gaze filled with conviction Frost looked deep into his lover’s eyes, his hands balling into tight fists as that feeling of powerlessness repeated over and over in his mind.
"....Yes, yes you do." Khione’s rage slowly simmered down, nodding her head in complete agreement with his words. He was too weak, incapable of protecting himself from those at the peak of the world hell even she was nothing in the grand scheme.
A race that was never finished. Beyond B-rank was A then S and then there was Godhood all of which were further divided by their own hard to cross chasms. Rising to another strata merely opened the door to more powerful enemies.
If he chose to remain sequestered in his Dungeon, his hovel, away from the centres of power then Frost could very well live in safety, in ignorance, free from much restraint but that was not the life he sought. He relished in challenge, the heat of battle and the danger that accompanied it.
If he wanted Khione’s hand then he needed to be strong enough to hold it otherwise he would forever be the one who was protected.
"Haaaaa I’m guessing you told your sister everything?" Frost didn’t quite know how to feel about his personal information being so easily relayed in the ears of others without his knowledge.
"Ahh ignore anything that comes out of her lips, she tricked me into telling her, it wasn’t my fault." Khione replied defensively, crossing her arms under her heavy bosom. A tantalising and rather distracting sight for the young man sitting next to her.
"Not your fault huh, tell me Khione how does one trick you into giving details about my anatomy." His hot gaze lingering on those bountiful assets of hers, wondering just how big they were. "Maybe I should tell Maya or Daki about your three sizes hmm." He taunted, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
"Hah go ahead, you can’t tell what you don’t know." Riled by his words rather than intimidated by them a playful smirk adorned Khione’s lips and as a show of confidence she arched out her chest making those giant udders appear even larger.
"....." A certain thought immediately flashed in Frost’s mind, an action that he sorely wished to take but hesitated to do so, wary of the possible consequences.
"What got nothing to say, was that the extent of your threats hahaha." Emboldened by his silence Khione laughed causing her chest to bounce up and down with each and every chuckle, generously tempting the young man.
"You’re right I don’t know their exact size, but I can easily find out." One more push if she dared to say anything else he’d go through with his thought, consequences be damned.
"Hah go ahead little man!"
Right that was the last straw. With not a single ounce of hesitation Frost placed both his hands on those inviting breasts of hers and started a specific sequence of groping. His movements so precise and so smooth that Khione failed to react, by the time she knew what even happened he was already leaning back in his chair primed to give the results of his findings.
"JJ-Cup maybe even K" He didn’t have enough information to assess her band size, but the cup size was definitely beyond 12 inches in difference.
