Dungeon of Niflheim-Chapter 864: Private meal (5)

"We’re similar huh?" Khione’s mind jumped back to Frost’s earlier comment where he compared her to his green skinned lover Daki. He talked about how they were both filled with determination and passion when it came to chasing after their desires.

Initially she concluded that she’d have to take his words at face value until she met the woman in person but now after seeing this provocative photo and the obvious desire in the Daki’s eyes and the...naked reflection that made her heart flutter she couldn’t help but question Frost’s words on a deeper level.

She imagined herself in such a position, wearing something similarly enticing and openly presenting her assets in a sexual manner. Such thoughts caused her breathing to speed up and her blood to boil but somehow she managed to retain a look of cold and angry judgement, a look that made Frost feel as though his next words could very well be his last.

A woman hath no more fury that when jealously takes root.

He glanced at the angry young woman who was strong enough to snap his bones like dried twigs and then at the picture currently displayed on the holographic screen. Her statement repeating over and over in his mind as he studied the two of them, keenly aware of the hot water he suddenly found himself in.

Thankfully it was one of the nicer photos amongst his collection, the clothes albeit being sexy and intoxicating were still on, and his manhood wasn’t openly on display, but the nature was the same either way.

Eventually however after drawing out the awkward silence for as long as possible Frost sighed and bit the bullet, deciding to go all in.

"Well you do both have rather impressive physiques and if I’m being honest I think you’d look very nice in that type of get up." His eyes revealed clear lust, his mind obviously conjuring up the same type of images she was.

"....You think I’d ever do something like...this?" Khione pointed at the picture that seemed grow more and more provocative the longer she looked at it.

"There’s a first time for everything Khione plus are you really that against it." Frost moved in close, his left hand smoothly landing on the muscle goddess’ thigh and slowing moving deeper as he stared into her eyes.

The young Princess shivered in response to his touch, her mask of cold anger slipping as her true thoughts threatened to break through. Fearful of being exposed by her new and aggressive growing perversions Khione shifted in her seat, pulling away and looking from side to side to make sure no one saw or heard the topic of their current conversation.

"Can you honestly tell me that you didn’t just picture yourself in Daki’s position. Laid out on a large bed, dressed in nothing but scantily clad lingerie. Your curves and beautiful skin openly exposed and that giant ass of yours hovering high in the air, begging to be spanked, hard and repeatedly...over and over." Frost went for the kill, bringing up her deepest shame and darkest desire, whispering and even nibbling on her ear as he did.

And of course his sensual words conjured up that exact scene in the young woman’s mind. Instead of Daki lying on all fours atop the large, soft bed it was her wearing the same style of lingerie only in a different colour, pale blue over black.

She imagined the temptation, the shame as she lay there presenting not just her large, bountiful tits but also that giant muscle riddled ass that could warp metal without any effort, waiting expectantly as Frost approached her. His clothes bereft, strewn on the floor as he slowly walked towards her. That intimidating log of flesh swinging like a pendulum between his legs making her feel small and vulnerable yet despite being presented with such a tantalising sight Frost hit the nail on the head. Her eyes kept gravitating towards his hands, those large spanning palms that could cup her cheeks tightly and leave deep red imprints upon her chocolate skin.

She remembered the sensation from before, that jolt of searing pain followed by that spine tingling shock that spread throughout her entire body and in particular through her sacred garden, immediately engaging its sprinkler system.

’Wow maybe the two of them really are similar in that regard.’ Frost couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear as he saw the look in Khione’s eyes shifting to lust and desire. Her true self being like an open book to him, one which he wanted to read in and enjoy in depth.

Discreetly he also switched off the Dungeon menu, removing the proverbial elephant in their conversation and hopefully removing any further danger to his life. He may have been able to transform Khione’s anger and jealously into something more manageable this time, but the next couldn’t be guaranteed.

Riding this high a little he even dared to slip his hand towards that mighty rump of Khione’s and ’lightly’ tap it making the young Princess instinctively jump up from her seat and almost let out a moan of pleasure. Her ass was so sensitive, and her state right now was like putty, easily manipulated by the master that was Frost.

"We’ve had our fun now Khione, time to put your game face back on lest you want to be outed to our waitress." Frost whispered in a teasing manner as his hand enjoyed one last grope of those dynamite cheeks before falling back into his seat and donning the look of a handsome gentlemen, sweeping what just happened under the rug.

Khione being brought to the edge of temptation by Frost’s hands glanced back at him in wanting, hoping he’d finish what he started or at least let her feel something more than a mere jolt but upon seeing his current expression she knew she wasn’t getting what she wanted and thus loudly hmphed and scrunched her nose in dissatisfaction. This behaviour however served to foster Frost’s attraction as well as feelings of triumph. Every step he took the deeper she fell into the pit of corruption, soon there’d be no possibility in her escaping his clutches.

But for now he needed to take a step back, to control and mitigate her desire, dragging out her expectations.

Solana appeared a few moments later with two crystal plates in her hands, upon which sat six blinis garnished with caviar and a sprig of a purple coloured herb known as luddervin, a type of sea plant prevalent in the razor spined sturgeon habitat.

"Here’s your caviar blinis Princess, Sir Frost...oh are you feeling alright Princess your face is bright red?" Solana put down the food and quickly noticed Khione’s strange state, worried that she may be feeling unwell she quickly offered to call over the ship’s primary doctor and have her checked out.

"I...It’s nothing just feeling a little hot that’s all." Khione quickly turned her face away from Solana so as to hide her embarrassment, dismissing her worries with a flimsy excuse and as if ordained by a higher power keen to see her squirm a cold breeze blew passed making Frost shiver in his seat....within the realm of Niflheim there were few places that could be considered hot, the open oceans even atop a high class cruiser like the SS. Gwienfieldal was not one of them.

"...."

"..."

"..." The three were silent for a couple seconds before Frost suddenly buckled forward as a heavy blunt pain surged through his right shin forcing him to audibly groan and successfully draw Solana’s attention.

Frost grimaced, his eyes darting towards Khione as he received unspoken instructions. "Y...Yeah it’s a bit hot in here, any chance you can cool it down a little for us?" Supporting his date in her defence -albeit rather forcefully- Frost asked their lovely waitress.

"Oh....certainly I’ll speak to atrium maintenance and have the temperature around the platinum veranda lowered." Solana felt something was a bit off, but she didn’t continue to delve, instead doing as requested so as to please the customer.

"Please enjoy your first course of the evening and feel free to call me at any time with the bell on your table if you need anything further." Like the well trained customer service representative she was Solana disappeared from their eyes, allowing Frost and Khione to return to their private dining experience.

And the moment she did Frost broke out in cold sweats, pushed his chair back and started aggressively rubbing his shin.

"Did you have to kick me so damn hard?" A dark coloured bruise was going to be the bare minimum he’d receive as a result of Khione’s little love tap.

"No, but you deserved it." Khione stuck out her tongue like an annoying brat; her eyes filled with gloating and obvious joy.

’This damn hypo....haaaaa’ Frost felt the urge to give her a good slap. He may have been the one pushing but she wasn’t exactly denying his advances, she was just as guilty.

"....."

"....." The two glared silently at one another as if daring the other to make a move. Their standoff continued until a set of belly rumbles bellowed from their stomachs, highlighting their growing hunger.

"Hahahahaha"

"Hahahahaha" As a result they laughed without reservation before picking up their first bliny.

"Let’s eat."

"Agreed."

Thus began their glorious feast under the beautiful moonlight and a top the roaring waves of Niflheim’s ocean.