Dungeon of Niflheim-Chapter 900: Karolina (4)
"I know Lina that’s why I’m in my training room right now and not with Frost." That wall Karolina was warning her about she’d hit it but this time she wasn’t willing to launch herself headfirst against it without any forethought. Frost was right, Karolina was right, what her body had been screaming since she starting developing this hourglass figure was right...it was time for a change.
"Not a bad reason but...a bit of a shame. If it was me and Rebecca I’d be all over her, making it impossible for her to leave the next day due to utter exhaustion." Karolina boasted with a lustful look in her eyes, feeling a little hot and bothered because of her recent stress.
No longer being so innocent and naïve Khione picked up on her meaning and blushed in response.
"T...To each their own."
"Hehehe so cute." Karolina wanted to tease the budding flower, but it wasn’t the right time.
"Anyway back to the topic of why I don’t see these lovely beauties as burdens." She returned her smithing hammer to its storage bracelet and warmly hugged her breasts.
Her previous display of hammering a non-existent piece of metal already gave Khione some confidence in blazing her own trail, showing her that there was in fact a true light at the end of the tunnel.
"Since they don’t get in the way of my work; the back ache, the expenses for speciality bras and the occasional bumping into things from the lack of clear sight are outshone by their amazing cosmetic qualities, the way they just make any dress pop, how huggable and soft they are and how they can act like the perfect little shelf for reading or snacking on munchies... god damn aren’t they just the best." The more she praised her breasts the giddier she got.
"Lina!" Khione had to yell her name to bring her back to reality, a moment later and she’d start singing sweet nothings to them.
"Hehehehe calm down Nene this is all part of my reasons." She well and truly loved having giant tits, but she saved the final and most important reason for last.
"So you’re basically saying if I manage to work with them instead of against them I’ll be able to see and enjoy the benefits rather than being bogged down by the negatives." This was the conclusion Khione came to after listening to Karolina’s explanation.
"Correct but you’ll need a little something extra in order to love them like I do."
"Oh and what’s that?" She’d certainly prefer to love her body rather than despise it.
"Hehehehe well for me it’s my wife." That look of lust once again formed in the centre of Karolina’s eyes. "My Rebecca is absolutely smitten with my giant tits; she goes gaga for them. I tell you nothing gives you a boost in confidence than seeing the woman you love lusting after you like a starving predator." Rebecca would use them as pillows, suck on her nipples like pacifiers, caress them as a way to destress and sometimes she’d just start motorboating them with an expression of ecstasy on her face.
"So Nene, does that Frost of yours like your tits?" Karolina asked in a playful manner as provocative images of her sexy wife were conjured in her mind.
’I definitely deserve some reward after all my recent hard work.’ She thought, determined to get some benefits from Rebecca when she returned home.
".....Oh definitely." After thinking for a couple of seconds Khione answered with unwavering confidence, Frost loved them and then some.
"Then you’ll be just fine Nene, work out how to fight alongside your assets instead of against them and that man of yours will make sure you come to love them." Just like how Rebecca did for her and how she reminded her every time they had some fun. Pleasure was a surefire way to make you see something in a better light.
The playful and lust bearing smile on Karolina’s face had Khione pondering such delectable pleasure. Frost’s strong, soft hands wrapping around her breasts, kneading them like dough before aggressively teasing her nipples. That electric shock she’d feel whenever he got rough....oh she couldn’t wait to experience it.
"Hehehehe perhaps you’ll be more than fine little Nene~" Now she could tease this budding maiden.
The two of them ’discussed’ several things for the next hour or so before Karolina eventually brought out the goods she had been commissioned to forge.
Held in Khione’s hand was a black chainmail shirt that was smooth to the touch and slightly warm like pure jade.
"I used obsidian jardium mixed with about 12% azure aether, a solid mid 5 star piece that albeit being slightly heavier than comparable under armour boasts greater defence quality and an affinity for not just ice chakra but also lightning and even wood." Since she didn’t have a full degree of history Karolina chose to use a material that would support a diverse range....it also helped that she already had several rings already forged, perfect for a job with such time sensitive constraints but Khione didn’t need to know that.
"It’s great work Lina, it’s strong yet at the same time beautiful." Light seemed to dance and shimmer when it met the black lustre of the rings, likely because of the azure aether.
"Really?" Karolina’s anxious mindset bubbled to the surface when Khione started to closely inspect the goods, but it was quickly pacified upon hearing her findings.
"Yes Lina, you should be proud." Khione pulled her friend into a tight hug feeling over the moon. Not only would Frost be protected when he departed Niflheim, but she was no longer feeling quite so deflated about the burdens that hung from her chest.
Karolina was a great smith and an even greater friend; she deserved praise and gratitude.
"Hahaha thanks Nene." Karolina returned the hug, her heart feeling uplifted by her friend’s praise.
"Oh, I know you probably want to get back home soon but do you mind helping me out with one last thing?" Holding the vest in her hands and admiring its durable feel and the colour that was akin to the night sky Khione remembered something that she’d been putting off.
"As long as it doesn’t take too long I don’t mind giving you another helping hand." Her recent stress made Karolina want to rush home and hold her loving wife in her hands but at the same time she wanted to be there for her friend.
"It shouldn’t, at least not with your help." Khione dismissed such worries and took hold of her hand. "To the treasure vault." She declared, her lips forming an excited smile.
"Wahhh!" Khione wanted to enlist Karolina’s help in choosing a good glaive for her man, a reward he earned through their previous bet. A simple and rather minor request and rather appropriate given Karolina’s profession but at the same time she ended up overlooking something.
The Niflheim royal family’s treasure vault contained untold riches, oddities, equipment, materials and ingredients that even Gods would drool over thus for someone like Karolina, a blacksmith whose profession relied heavily on quality materials visiting such a place was akin to being presenting with a bevy of naked beauties and being forbidden to touch....a cruel prospect but unfortunately she had already agreed to lend a hand.
Thus the young Loxodon was dragged to the Niflheim treasure vault with a dark look on her face, calming mantras occasionally escaping her lips as Khione escorted her past some of the more choice metal ores.
Eventually however a choice was made, and Karolina wasted no time at all in rushing home, her mood being far better than when she had left.
"Lina, welcome ho....oh" Rebecca was in the middle of cleaning up the living room, disposing of leftover beer bottles when Karolina barged in. She tried to greet her in a loving manner as she always did but her words were cut short when her wife picked her up like a sack of rice and tossed her atop her shoulders.
"Bed now!" The large Loxodon caring not for romance and playing the delicate game loudly demanded before marching straight for their bedroom.
"So hungry my love hehehe~" Rebecca had no problem with such an arrangement, her hands already finding succour against her wife’s body.
While Karolina and her wife made sweet, sweet love for the rest of the night Khione returned to training, wanting to make at least some headway before reuniting with Frost in the morning.
The following day, late in the morning, hours after the break of dawn Frost rose from his slumber feeling very well rested.
"I’d forgotten how enjoyable a long sleep could be." Normally in the Dungeon he relied on his connection to the core to forgo sleep, using the bed for more energetic activities. He was lucky if he managed to sleep for 5 hours every other day or so. And when he was out and about travelling across the Glacial mountains he continued this habit, sleeping only as much as he needed to restore his strength rather than simply enjoying it. But since this was to be his last day in the realm of Niflheim and since the bed was of such high quality he let himself lie in.
He stretched his body until it audibly cracked, took a relaxing shower and even made himself a cup of coffee using the kettle and grounds placed in the room.
"Garow?" Kiba woke up in a groggy state while he was enjoying the bittersweet taste of the coffee.
"Morning Kiba how are you feeling?"
