Dungeon of Niflheim-Chapter 871: Disembarking

"Hmph so the Xuanwu’s more interesting to look at than me." Khione fake complained with playful bite on Frost’s neck.

"Hahaha never my love, never." Brought from his fear induced stupor by a sense of pain and a pleasant sensation of two large orbs of flesh pressing against his chest Frost smiled from ear to ear and affectionately moved Khione’s hair from out of her face so as to get a better look. A real player like move and one that worked given the smile that appeared on her face and the light humming that passed through her lips. She had fallen hard, and she damn well knew it.

"I guess we should clean ourselves up a little, I’d hate to see that outfit of yours spoiled because of our fun."

"Hmm." The crimson blush marring her cheeks intensified as she noticed the liquid dripping down her legs.

’Insensitive bastard.’ She gave him another bite on the neck this time hard enough to draw some blood before personally dismounting her man, feeling a little hollow once she did. That feeling of being wrapped around him, being held and supported by him was hard to give up.

""[Clean up]"" Once separated they quickly cast the lifestyle magic [clean up], removing the dirt, grime and stains from their clothes, making them appear as good as new.

How many clothes had to be tossed out before clean up magic was discovered only the ancient Gods knew.

"So what now?" Frost asked, his eyes heatedly roaming up and down Khione’s alluring figure as he did his best to calm himself down, to put the dragon back to pasture. Not an easy feat to accomplish after having such delicious taste of some of the sweetest nectar the world had to offer.

"Don’t know, I’m still pretty full and don’t feel like drinking anything that would ruin the flavour still lingering in my mouth." As if she had become an expert seducer overnight Khione replied while licking her lips, making Frost’s attempts to calm himself that much harder.

’Damn even Daki would give her praise for that one.’ He suddenly felt as though he may be creating a monster with Khione’s corruption.

"We’re in agreement with that my love." Not one to be bested though he slide up to her and placed another kiss on those fair lips, this time short but still sweet.

"How about we simply watch the stars in the sky, listen to the ocean’s waves and relish in one another’s presence until we reach our stop." He wrapped his arms around her large figure and held her close, more than happy to do nothing as long as she was by his side.

"Mmm sounds nice." Khione had nothing to say against his suggestion, leaning into his hug and even returning it with her own.

The two of them did as stated, quietly embracing one another and occasionally kissing until the SS. Gwienfieldal docked at the Adolan seaport.

The last part of their voyage was peaceful, magical and calm. The vast majority of guests set to alight at the Adolan seaport rested in their cabins or like Frost and Khione passively enjoyed the scenery after seeing the imposing figure of the mighty Xuanwu behemoth, a major highlight of the journey.

"Thank you for embarking upon the open seas with the SS. Gwienfieldal and its capable staff. We hope you have a pleasant evening after leaving us and sincerely welcome you to board with us again in the future." As the dock’s stairways clicked into place the sound of the Captain bellowed through every floor of the ship, bringing with it a sense of pride and respect for passengers.

"Hmph so noisy." Khione huffed and scrunched her nose, finding the Captain’s gruff and raspy voice irritating to her ears, clearly still managing to hold a slight grudge towards the man despite his efforts to smooth it over at dinner.

"So feisty, I’m glad I ended up landing on your good side." Frost chuckled, internally singing a prayer for the able bodied Captain.

"Good side, what makes you think you’re on my good side?"

"Hmm let me see perhaps the lipstick on my cheek, my still swollen lips or the fact that you’re pressing your body so tightly against mine that we could be mistaken for one person."

"...You want me to bite you again don’t you?" Khione smiled evilly, revealing her razor sharp fangs that could easily shred any part of his body.

"I wouldn’t say no to another love nibble, why where are you thinking of sinking your teeth?" Frost wasn’t opposed to a little pain when it came to acts of intimacy, perhaps a trait brought on via his survival instincts so he could endure the tortuous training Maya put him through.

"Pervert." Khione shook her head knowing full well that her new lover didn’t understand the meaning of shame or embarrassment.

The private gazebo may have been fine for a little romantic fun and the exchange of sweet nothings, but they weren’t alone anymore. Anyone with half decent hearing could pick up on their current conversation and a single glance could let them see their intimate positions. As of yet she wasn’t comfortable with blaring public displays of affection and upon noticing an odd glance she forcibly separated herself from her lover, no longer pressing her body against his but still firmly holding onto his hand, a condition she wouldn’t relinquish despite her embarrassment.

’How can anyone be this adorable?’ Frost found her behaviour irresistible. He was tempted to land another light peck on those blushing cheeks but pulled back at the last second, his Princess had quite the intimidating death glare. Instead he simply enjoyed the feel of her fingers intermingling with his. Given her stature her hands were a little larger than his own and like the rest of her covered in well trained muscles. Her grip could easily turn a block of carbon into a shining diamond yet her skin despite the lengths of training she endured was still soft and supple, a rather addictive sensation not all that dissimilar to the feeling he got when he spanked that dynamite ass of hers, soft and springy before hitting something firmer than rock.

Such a dangerous weapon capable of such gentle force while at the same time capable of crushing his hand into a meat paste at a moment’s notice. It gave new meaning to the phrase toeing the line.

Frost was reminded of his initial misgivings when choosing to chase after Maya, a woman who at the time had S-rank strength and an anger issue. Just a single slip up and he could have ended up buried six feet under, his short life as a Dungeon core brought a swift and sudden end because he dared to chase after tail that was beyond his means.

’I really need to grow my strength fast.’ Constantly being weaker than his lovers meant that there would always be that fear and wariness in the back of his mind. Only by reaching their level could he truly unleash everything he had without worry, delving into the darkest pits of sexual corruption without fear of any unexpected blowback.

Perhaps that’s why he had such an intense sexual chemistry with Daki, her strength was far weaker than his own so she could be as fierce as she wanted in the bedroom while he often had to be completely aware of the power behind his every move.

Such thoughts held some merit given that since Maya had been restricted to a sub level below him she’d been more active when on the offensive.

As the young couple left the confines of the SS. Gwienfieldal and made their way towards the nearest teleportation point, bringing this glorious date to its end a group of four were observing them from a distance, recording their actions the entire time and much to the chagrin of the squad leader as well Sharon the head of the ship’s security that included that electrifying first kiss.

"You do realise that when she finds out about this each and every one of you will be brought to the gates of hell right?" Sharon spoke up, her hands clasped together as though saying a prayer for their inevitable fates.

"Haaaaaa yes we know but what can we do? The orders came from both the Primordial Ice King and the 2nd Empress; we can’t just refuse." Alestris, the highest ranking royal guard assigned to this degrading work responded with a deep sigh.

"The Princess should understand our positions boss, we’re simply soldiers following orders but what about her elders siblings, they joined in simply because it sounded fun." Brack the guard who went with Alestris to visit Sharon tried to be positive, shirking their disastrous fate to the many Princes and Princesses who were watching the entire date with snacks and drinks in their hands back at the palace. If anyone needed to fear the Raging Valkyrie’s wrath it should be them not the unfortunate royal guards.

"It’s a nice thought Brack but I think they’ll just be the first wave of victims." Alestris knew personally how deep a grudge the youngest Princess could hold.

"Keep my name out of any shit she stirs up, I’m an innocent bystander." Sharon actually shivered in fear, wanting nothing to do with the shitshow before vanishing back to her quarters, ready to guard the ship as is continued its route across the rest of the Niflheim.

"....Should we just resign?" The other royal guard who was in charge of recording when Brack and Alestris met with Sharon suggested, completely serious.

"..." Alestris didn’t respond as though genuinely thinking about taking up his subordinate’s suggestion.

"Haaaaa we can think about our options later, for now let’s just complete the assignment." Their work wasn’t finished until Frost and Khione made it back to the palace in one piece, recording aside they also served as hidden bodyguards, protecting them from any danger during their travels.

""Yes boss"" Brack and the other guard Shelby nodded their heads before following after Alestris, their movements being akin to teleportation given their innate speed.