[Aster]
With tummy bulging out a little from all the food he had eaten, Aster looked like a pregnant little boy, one bite away from exploding. He couldn't remember the last time he ate so much, and it felt so good after a long winter of nothing but rationing. He was sure he couldn't even get up if he tried. Not that he had any reason to, as they did everything they planned for this day already—hours upon hours of nothing but chopping and boiling worms, eating, then more chopping and boiling. Now, he lay on his back, naked and stuffed, feeling tired from having to heat the water over and over again. But it was a nice kind of tired, unlike the exhaustion from melting the rocks.
"What food were you imagining while you ate?" Silvia murmured sleepily from beside him, sprawled out on her back with her legs comfortably spread, her belly just as full as his. A soft, almost dreamy sigh escaped her lips as she rubbed gentle circles over her stomach, easing the slight discomfort that came with overindulgence. "It was... salmon for me. Cooked over a campfire, with a pine tea to go with it," she said, her eyes drifting shut in contentment, a faint smile spreading across her youthful face.
Having only worm meat in their diet for so long, they came up with a little game of sorts to keep themselves sane. While eating, they would imagine different kinds of food to make it more enjoyable, and afterward, they would share their fantasies with each other. It helped to distract them from the awfulness of their meals, and sometimes, if one was tired and lucky enough, they could almost taste what they imagined. Almost.
A long hum escaped Aster's lips as he thought about her answer; it was good, and almost impossible to beat. His golden eyes were staring at the blue crystals on the rocky ceiling, reflecting the lights twinkling there, almost like stars in the night sky. "Remember that sweet-spicy root mom brought once in a while, from the first cave? That," he replied with a hint of nostalgia in his voice, his thoughts briefly turning to their long-lost home. "How about you, Mom?" he asked, glancing at Nivalis sitting to his left with her back resting against a wall, her legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles.
She was busy wiggling her toes in a childish, silly manner, so his question didn't register right away. When it did, she looked up at him and smiled, her blue eyes sparkling in the dim light. "Oh... I was thinking about the time you both came home covered in honey from head to toe. It tasted so good," she whispered a bit sadly as she remembered that sweet memory. Being able to walk around the forest without any worry of monsters was a long-lost luxury for them; now, she couldn't even imagine letting them go somewhere on their own. "And I also thought about the berries. I miss them... so much," she added with a longing sigh, her gaze shifting back to her bare feet, her toes wiggling again.
After their bath, she was still somewhat awkward and quiet around him, so Aster had since then done everything to keep her in a good mood and not let her get lost in her thoughts. He kissed and hugged her, tickled whenever she seemed distracted, and did all kinds of silly things to make her laugh or smile. Today was all about her, so when he noticed yet another sad look on her face, Aster gently brought her delicate foot onto his chest and began to knead her sadness away.
"Ohhh, yes, those berries..." Silvia mumbled dreamily, sucking on her lower lip at the mere thought.
Nivalis hummed with satisfaction, her foot relaxing in his grip as she enjoyed her son's gentle touch, his scarred fingers working slowly and carefully into the arch of her foot, the pressure just right. "Mmm... Thank you, my love," she whispered, her smile slowly returning.
The boy smiled up at her, the dim light from the crystals casting shadows on his face. "It's nothing, Mom," he replied without stopping his massage. As her delicate feet rested against his warm, bare chest, his eyes shifted to Silvia, who was now watching him with a little, sleepy smile. An idea on how to make her day even better suddenly came to him, something that will surely make any sadness disappear from her face. "...Hey," he called out to Silvia in a hushed voice. "Let's give Mom a massage together. I'm sure she will like that," Aster suggested, offering her the other pale, pretty foot that rested on his chest.
She blinked her big, golden eyes at him before whining a weak, "But I don't wanna move... too comfy. Too lazy!" while pouting cutely.
With a long sigh and an eye roll, Aster had no choice but to give her a little bribe, something that his future self would surely regret. "...I'll make you twice as much in the morning if you do," he whispered in her ear, earning himself an excited yet somehow sleepy, "Okay!" from his sister, whose small, delicate hands joined in on the action.
"Kids, you don't have to..." Nivalis tried to protest, but two pairs of small, eager hands made her trail off, a little sigh of contentment escaping her lips. Each of her toes received its fair share of attention, every digit getting its deserved massage. "Mmmm~" she moaned quietly, unable to stop herself, her head falling back against the cold wall with a soft thud.
Silvia and Aster giggled at that, such a reaction only making them work harder. After a few minutes, their hands moved to her ankles and calves, slowly and lovingly working out any tension or knots they could find. "What's gotten into you two...? You're too sweet," the mother mumbled with a sigh, carefully lowering herself onto the bed to get more comfortable, the ragged bedding ruffling a little under her. "That's suspicious... Did you do something?" she mumbled worriedly.
Aster chuckled softly as he straddled her leg and pressed his thumbs into her calf, making Nivalis squirm under his naked butt. "Nope. We're just bored," he said innocently, his voice barely audible. "And we love you," he added, glancing up at her with a small, sweet smile. "That's all."
Silvia nodded and hummed in agreement, straddling the other leg just like him. "Well, Asty did promise me a triple amount of massage in the morning for this, but I was gonna do it anyway," she mumbled shamelessly, earning herself a pinch on the butt from the boy. "Ow!" she yelped, shooting him an angry glance.
His glare was equally as angry when he looked back at her. "I said twice as much!" Aster muttered angrily. He went to pinch her again, but hit only air as she dodged his little fingers by shifting her hips away. She stuck her tongue at him, which made him do the same to her, and soon they were having a silent fight over Nivalis's legs while massaging her, their tongues sticking out at each other as their hands worked away.
Nivalis just chuckled at that and shook her head, letting them do their sibling stuff while enjoying their massage. By the time they moved to her thighs, their fight was over, forgotten like hundreds of other fights before. Now, they focused solely on massaging her creamy flesh, her bare skin jiggling under their small fingers.
At some point, she felt a little something poking against her right knee, making her glance down to see her son's tiny shaft getting hard against her skin. It always happened whenever he ate a lot; she knew that, but couldn't help but sigh twice as sadly when an unpleasant memory from a few days ago popped into her mind. That, in turn, doubled the efforts the boy put into massaging her and made her feel a little bit less guilty. Just a little.
"You are not working on melting rocks today, either?" Silvia asked curiously to fill the silence, her hands moving to massage the smooth curves of her mother's hips and hairless pubic mound. She nodded toward a small hole in the wall not too far away, next to which lay a small pile of hardened molten rocks that looked like someone huge had pooped a lot.
Aster hummed and shook his head, his golden eyes drifting toward the little tunnel in the wall. "Nah, not today. It's a day off..." he murmured between soft pants, his voice barely above a whisper. He had not done much over the last three days, taking a break to let his body and mind rest before going outside. After losing hope of melting their way out in time, he needed to be at his best to protect the girls.
And today, after all the cooking and eating they did, there was no such force that could pull him out of bed now. "Tomorrow... I will," he sighed, stealing yet another glance at his mother's hairless slit between her thighs, right under his sister's soft hands. That unique feminine smell reached his nostrils, making his shaft throb against her knee even harder, a little wet spot forming on her pale skin.
Silvia followed his gaze and could only roll her eyes at the sight of that little, pink thing poking at their mother's knee. "Ugh, didn't Mom take care of it... like, an hour ago?" she sighed through her nose, continuing to massage the bony hips, slowly working her way toward the flat stomach. "Well, at least we know you're now healthy down there, I guess," she mumbled under her breath after a moment, stealing another curious glance at his throbbing shaft.
The boy's face flushed under her gaze, worry creeping into his expression. "Yeah... Sorry..." he mumbled quietly, tucking his erection between his thighs and out of sight. His hands resumed their work on his mother's hips and waist a moment later, rubbing and caressing her all over. The moment he took his first bite during cooking, his arousal returned in full force, making this one his third today.
Nivalis gave his thigh a gentle pat to show that it was okay, though her smile faltered a bit. "Don't be... It's not your fault, honey. It's natural for young boys," she whispered soothingly, her eyes briefly meeting his golden ones; a little wink from her and his smile returned. His tucked shaft twitched eagerly against her skin when she mouthed a simple, 'Later,' at him, his heart starting to beat a little faster. His hands began to knead her even harder and more passionately at the thought of him receiving his nightly milking, her soft breasts jiggling under his energetic touch.
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"My arms are gonna fall off... It's better to be worth it tomorrow," Silvia mumbled under her breath as she flopped down on the bed, completely spent. She was breathing heavily, her naked, petite body glistening a bit with sweat. "You do your thing... I'm gonna sleep," she sighed, waving her brother away without looking back at him, a tiny snore escaping her lips not even a second later.
Aster chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, yeah. Goodnight," he whispered, giving her a little slap on the butt before turning to face his mother, his golden eyes looking at her with a hint of shyness.
For almost an hour, they did nothing but massage their mother, gently kneading every part of her soft, curvy body until her entire skin turned pink, and she had to beg them to stop. Now, she was like a puddle of happiness on their bed, her eyes half-lidded and staring at the ceiling above them, her lips parted and letting out soft, breathy moans that were like music to the boy's ears.
Without saying a word, he crawled toward her like a cat, his hips swaying side to side with each little movement. When he was close enough, he lowered his face down to hers, giving her a little peck on her soft lips. "Hey..." he mumbled with a little, innocent smile, his warm breath tickling her happy face.
Wrapping her arms around the boy, she pulled him into a loving hug, squishing her soft breasts against his flat, a bit sweaty chest. "Hey, my little love," Nivalis whispered, her hands gently caressing the curve of his bony back. "You've been a real sweetheart today," she said, returning the favor with a peck of her own on his warm lips. "That was really nice of you, the massage. Thank you, honey. I needed that."
A tiny, happy hum escaped his lips, followed by a shy little, "You're welcome, Mom. I wanted to make it up to you for... you know." Her hands stopped for a moment before resuming their loving caress of his back, her eyes looking away from him. With her neck exposed like that, Aster leaned in and gave a little lick on it, tasting their hot spring on her pale skin. "Sorry for reminding," he mumbled, turning the lick into a kiss, followed by another, and another.
Nivalis's arms tightened around him as he did, a soft, pleased sigh leaving her lips. "It's okay. Let's take care of your little... problem now," she whispered, turning her gaze back to him and offering her lips for another kiss. He happily accepted her invitation, closing his eyes and pressing his soft lips against her much bigger ones, both of the same pink color.
Wet smacks echoed quietly through the cave as their lips moved against each other, slowly, gently, without any rush. His hard penis kept bumping into the softness of her tummy, pulsating and leaking a bit onto her smooth skin, but they ignored it for now. "Was I really dirty down there? When you..." he couldn't help but ask, his golden eyes meeting hers once again.
The question made the mother's breath catch in her throat and her hands freeze, her heart beating wildly, like a frightened deer's. "...Y-yeah, a bit..." she eventually managed to whisper, her cheeks flushing as she remembered how his little shaft had tasted.
— "Sorry..." Aster mumbled, his own cheeks turning a bit red as well. "Today I cleaned myself there, you know. A lot, like... every half an hour? Kept it really clean," he mumbled quietly, looking at her with a shy, awkward smile.
Nivalis returned a forced, confused one of her own. "Okay...?" she muttered, unsure why she needed to know that. He kept quiet for a moment longer, so she eventually added an even more confused, "...good job, sweetie?" hoping that was what he wanted to hear. And indeed, his golden eyes brightened up at that, his smile becoming much more genuine and cute. As a result, her smile grew a little as well, for no reason.
Aster nodded happily with a slight wiggle of his hips, his stiff shaft bumping into the softness of her belly yet again. "Yeah..." he simply murmured before planting another kiss on her already wet, soft lips, his scarred palms gently cupping her flushed cheeks to guide her head. She returned his gentle kiss, their lips moving against one another in a slow, loving rhythm, somehow knowing how each other's lips would move way before they did, making their smacks perfectly in sync. A feat only a mother and son could accomplish.
A comfortable silence fell over the two as they lay together on the bed of rags, their naked bodies pressed against one another, his little, erect member throbbing eagerly against her pale tummy while their mouths moved against each other. Only when their lips began to numb did Nivalis find the courage to slip her hand between their slightly sweaty bodies, her fingertips finding there a little, throbbing shaft of his, hesitantly taking it with just two fingers; he simply wasn't big enough to be held in any other way.
The moment Aster felt her touch, he let out a tiny moan into her mouth and bucked his hips forward slightly, coating her soft fingers with a fresh spurt of warm precum. "Mmm~" he hummed happily, breaking the kiss to ask how she wanted to do it this time, secretly hoping for that butt-hump he never got to finish. He hadn't had a chance to ask earlier, as the other two times today were rather quick and simple affairs—just a little rub while sitting on her lap, not face-to-face like this. The evening ones were always a bit more... special, and that's what he had been waiting for the whole day.
With his small chest rising and falling against her heavy breasts and panting in her face, Aster fluttered his eyes open, only to be met with the familiar grimace of disgust from his mother, a look he thought had disappeared forever after everything he did today to make her feel better. But there it was, still twisting her beautiful face in a way that made him doubt whether he was truly clean enough. Her nose was scrunched, her eyebrows furrowed, and her lips pressed into a thin line, as if she were holding not her son, but an ugly beast, even worse than those worms. The scars on his hands from the fire only proved that.
It hurt him to see that look, so much that his eyes began to water at the sight of it. "I-I... I changed my mind. Let's just go to sleep..." Aster mumbled under his breath after a moment, trying hard not to cry, his boyhood still throbbing eagerly against the palm of her hand. "I don't feel like doing it anymore, sorry. Sorry," he added before nuzzling into her neck, hiding from that grimace on her delicate features, hoping that it would go away if he did.
"Hm...?" Nivalis mumbled in confusion as she blinked her blue eyes open to look at him, but saw only the top of his head, his little, throbbing penis still in her hand. "What's wrong, sweetie?" she asked worriedly, moving his silver hair away from his face to get a better look. "Did something happen?" she added, catching a glimpse of his watery eyes that he tried so hard to hide, and her expression softened instantly into one of concern.
Aster shook his head left and right against her neck and mumbled, "No. Just tired," his voice muffled against her skin, and awkwardly pulled her hand from between their bodies, releasing his little erection. "Sorry, Mom," he whispered as he untangled himself from her and rolled onto the bed beside her, facing away from her to hide his wet eyelashes.
Nivalis looked at the boy's naked back in confusion and worry, watching his ribs and spine protrude with each breath he took. "Honey..." she whispered, her hand hesitantly touching his small shoulder. "Asty..." she murmured in an even quieter voice. "Are you crying? Did I do something wrong?" she murmured, moving closer to him and wrapping her arms around his tiny, fragile frame, pressing her warm, naked body against him from behind.
Not wanting her to feel any more guilty, Aster shook his head once again, whispering a tiny, "No," as he fought a sniffle back. "Just tired. Sleepy," he added, wiping his nose with the back of his palm, his ugly fingers trembling a bit.
The mother wasn't at all convinced. With her chin on his shoulder, she waited for a few moments in hopes that he would start talking on his own, but when he didn't, she broke the silence again, her voice soft and gentle. "Sweetie, please. We don't have to do anything if you don't want to... but I can tell something is wrong," she whispered, giving his soft tummy a gentle rub, tracing little circles on his pale skin with her fingers. "Come on, talk to me, my baby boy. What is it? Did I squeeze it too much?"
The boy didn't reply right away, his breath hitching a little. After a moment of silence, Aster eventually mumbled a quiet, "Am I-I..." followed by a nervous gulp, his throat suddenly feeling dry. "...disgusting down there?" he finished in a whisper, not daring to turn his head and look at her, his golden eyes focused on the wall in front of him, wet eyelashes blinking a few times. Despite asking, he didn't truly want to know the answer, secretly hoping she would lie to him.
A confused frown deepened on Nivalis's face. "What? Of course not. Where is this coming from?" she asked, her hand on his tummy, stopping the rubbing and just resting there. "Honey? You're not disgusting. You're the sweetest, cutest, most handsome little boy I could ask for," she whispered next to the tip of his half-elven ear, peeking from his silver locks. She then cupped his flushed cheek with her palm from beneath and turned his face toward her, so she could see his teary, golden eyes that kept gazing at the wall. "Look at me, Asty," she whispered, and only after a few seconds did he reluctantly obey. "Why would you think such a thing?"
Looking into those concerned blue eyes of hers, he couldn't stop his own from watering even more, his young face scrunching up briefly before he forced it back into a blank, indifferent expression. "You... were making a face when you touched me. Again," he mumbled in a quiet, shaky voice, blinking rapidly a few times to get rid of the bluriness. "...like, like you were touching something disgusting," he added even quieter.
"I-I..." Nivalis blinked in surprise, not knowing what to say for a second. "I did?" she eventually managed to ask, her eyes looking away from his face as she tried to remember her own expression, but couldn't. After a brief moment of silence, she returned her gaze to him, her face full of worry. "Hey, look at me. Look at me, honey," she whispered, waiting for his golden irises to return to her before she continued. "I'm sorry if I did. I didn't mean to. I was just... thinking about stuff, and... yeah," she murmured, her thumb caressing his warm cheek. "It has nothing to do with you... Honey?" she added, watching how her words only made his expression grow even sadder.
Taking a moment to find his voice, Aster gave her a hesitant look. "Mom... you want me to count how many times you did it in the last three days?" he said quietly, trailing off and letting the silence speak for him. When her face showed even more confusion, he added simply, "Yeah," before averting his gaze once again.
No matter how hard she tried, Nivalis couldn't recall her face while being intimate with her son, and the more she tried, the more anxious she grew. "I'm sorry, sweetie. I didn't realize I was doing that..." she eventually whispered, her voice wavering a bit. "I'm really sorry. I-I wasn't thinking of your... your thing like that at all. I wasn't," she added and pulled him closer, her soft, heavy breasts pressing against his back. Without waiting for him to say something, she began kissing his cheek and neck, whispering apologies between each peck, hoping that it would be enough.
Aster let her hold him like that, his golden eyes still fixed on the wall. "Okay..." he simply mumbled with a little sniffle, not sounding convinced at all.
Nivalis let out a deep sigh at that. "Oh, honey..." she mumbled against his neck, her arms tightening around his fragile body. The silence that followed was deafening, her heartbeat thudding against the small of his back as she searched for the right words to say. But the longer she took, the harder it was for her to break the silence, and the more that sinking feeling in her stomach grew.
Before she knew it, tears began to well up in her eyes, blurring her vision as she looked down at him. "You're... not disgusting at all, my love. You're my everything," she eventually managed to whisper, her voice barely above a trembling breath. "I'm sorry that I ever gave you the impression otherwise. I'm just... struggling with my feelings about what we do, even though I know it had to be done..." she mumbled, her warm, soft hand moving to rest on his flat, delicate chest, feeling his heart beating rapidly under her palm.
The boy didn't reply, his scarred hands clutching the old blanket under them as he listened to her, eyes remaining glued to the wall in front of him, his breath coming out slow and shaky.
Taking a deep, trembling breath, Nivalis gently tugged at his shoulder, rolling him onto his back to face her, his golden eyes meeting hers as they looked at each other in silence. Without uttering a word, she leaned in and closed her eyes, planting a tender kiss on his lips, her heavy breasts falling onto his chest and making it harder for him to breathe.
"I-I... I can prove it, if you want..." Nivalis hesitantly mumbled into his mouth, her warm, soft lips moving against his. "That you're not disgusting," she finished, looking down at him, her long, silver locks falling all around his surprised face, hiding them both from the world and its judgment. She could barely believe what she had just said, her heart hammering against her ribs as she waited for his response.
With a little nod, Aster gulped and asked in a whisper, "You mean... like... the thing from that day?" his cheeks grew warmer at the mere thought of her doing it again. "Down there...? That w-would prove a lot, yeah," he mumbled, unable to keep his voice from shaking.
The mother didn't answer right away, watching a tiny, hopeful smile appear on her baby boy's flushed face. A slight, hesitant nod was her silent reply. "But only this once. Just to show you how much I love you. Okay?" she whispered, gently brushing a few silver strands of hair away from his wet eyes. "I wouldn't do that to anyone I didn't truly care for. Remember that."
Aster nodded eagerly, his golden eyes brightening instantly. "Mhm," he hummed happily, a shy little smile appearing on his flushed face.
With a soft smile and a gentle sigh, Nivalis gave him a little peck on the forehead and whispered, "Boys..." before rolling fully on top of him, her much bigger and heavier body squishing him into the ground. Avoiding his gaze, she began slowly kissing her way down his small, delicate frame, feeling his little member poking and throbbing against the softness of her tummy with each beat of his heart, leaving a trail of precum on her skin as it did.
Her lips moved across his collarbone and chest, kissing his pink, perky nipples and the protruding ribs between them, then down to his flat, soft tummy, where they lingered for a moment, kissing and licking that little belly button of his, earning herself a few adorable giggles.
"Close your eyes. I don't want you to see me like this..." Nivalis eventually whispered, looking up at him as she grabbed onto his thighs and gently spread them apart, exposing the small, throbbing erection between them, as well as that tight, pink ring of his bottom. "Please."
A bit hesitantly, the boy nodded and closed his eyes, his hands resting on top of his chest, his heart hammering wildly under them. "O-okay," he whispered, feeling himself leaking down there without stopping, like a girl. With her hands beneath his knees, she slowly lifted them, then pushed them toward his chest, his little feet dangling in the air much like they did during their bath.
Holding her gaze on his face to make sure his eyes remained shut, Nivalis moved further down, trailing kisses over his hipbone until she was face to face with his little erection, glistening in the dim light, the pink tip poking out of the foreskin and twitching eagerly every time his heart beat, begging her to take it in her mouth. "Don't look..." she reminded him once more, waiting for his little nod of confirmation before she lowered herself even closer to his shaft, feeling his legs tense up in her palms as she kept them open and in the air.
Lying between the soft, milky skin of his thighs, Nivalis took a deep breath to calm her nerves, only to be hit by the sweet smell of his arousal, mixed in with the odor of the hot spring, making her head spin. Before she could stop herself, she parted her lips and hesitantly stuck out her tongue, the warm, wet tip touching his, tasting the salty precum that covered it. Tomorrow, she would most surely regret this, but tonight? Tonight, her only wish was to make her baby boy smile, show him just how much she loved and cared for him.
The sensation of her tongue on his penis made Aster suck in a sharp breath, his toes curling up above her head in delight, a little, cute whimper escaping his lips. When her lips slowly moved forward, enveloping his tip in their softness, he let out another one, his little sack tightening against her chin. A little smack followed as she gave it a tender, loving kiss. "Done," she suddenly whispered, pulling her head away and wiping her lips with the back of her palm.
Aster's golden eyes fluttered open, and he looked down at her with a confused, disappointed look. "That was it...?" the boy asked, his penis still hard between his spread legs, pulsating and pointing at her, begging for more.
Nivalis rolled off of him, lying on her side beside him once again. "Mhm," she mumbled, giving him her sweetest smile, her heart still beating wildly in her chest from what she had just done. "See? You are not disgusting down there. I wouldn't do that if you were," she said, gently cupping his cheek with her hand, her thumb caressing his warm skin. "Are you feeling any better, sweetie?"
Aster nodded hesitantly, keeping his legs in the air and his small shaft on display. "But... that was just a kiss," he said quietly, looking at her with his best puppy eyes and a pout. "That was like, barely anything... I almost didn't feel it."
Nivalis chuckled and shook her head, "Well, I needed to show that I care, and I did. What did you expect? For me to do the full... thing?" she asked, raising an eyebrow when he nodded. "Sorry, honey, but that was the best I can do," she said, giving him a little peck on the forehead. "Only husband and wife can do that kind of thing, honey... not mothers and their little boys. It was a one-time thing, just to take the pain away, that's it. Sorry," she said, gently sliding her palm down his tummy and toward his little erection, wrapping her soft fingers around it and giving it a tiny rub, with just two fingers. "Let's take care of you and go to sleep, okay? I'm tired."
Aster sighed, but eventually nodded. "Okay," he mumbled, a bit disappointed. But his mother's warm touch was more than welcome, his little shaft throbbing hard in her grip and coating her soft fingertips with more precum, his legs still in the air, toes curled. "You do realize I will be annoying you about this from now on, right? Like I did about the butt-hump during winter, but ten times worse," he said, giving her a little, innocent smile. "Again, and again, and again, and again, and again..."
Nivalis rolled her eyes and groaned. "Ugh, you little..." she grunted, giving his butt a little pinch, earning herself a little giggle. "No. Try as much as you want, I'm not doing it," she said, her eyes narrowing as she looked down at him, her fingers still stroking his tiny member at a steady pace, smearing the slippery precum all over his shaft and balls. When he opened his mouth to say something, Nivalis quickly added, "And no, you can't have a butt-hump either. Stop asking."
The boy closed his mouth and pouted even harder, giving her his cutest "Hmpf!" along with a little, adorable frown that screamed "we'll see", his arms crossed over his chest, his legs still in the air.