Frostfire Legacy

Chapter 239 This is a Job! (1) [R18]

"This dish... It's so delicious it's unreal!"

Aster continued eating, taking hearty bites of the unusual dishes spread before him. He had expected something similar to what they'd eaten at the restaurant they visited before, but Faeloria's cooking was on another level. It was almost on par with his own!

The short-haired blonde elf smiled at him, clearly pleased to see him enjoy her food so much. Her hard work in preparing everything was finally paying off.

"...?"

As Aster devoured the meal, about halfway through, he started feeling something strange. His body was heating up, almost like there was a fire burning deep inside him. Sweat began to cover his forehead, dripping down his chin, while his breathing became shallow and irregular. Worse, he felt uncomfortable down there—like something was transforming into a beast.

"Director?" Aster asked, a hint of doubt creeping into his voice.

"Just Faeloria is fine," she replied with her usual calm smile. "What's wrong? Is the food not to your taste?"

Aster wiped the sticky sweat off his face with the back of his hand. "No, it's not that... My body feels weird. What did you put in this dish?"

"Oh..." Faeloria's smile faded for a moment, then returned as she listed the ingredients casually. "I used Puncture Vine Seed Extract, Ginseng, Licorice Root, Velvet Bean Seed Extract, Clove Flower Buds, Black Pepper..."

She went on, naming all the ingredients she had used, most of them straight from the World Tree's Forest. The quality was top-tier, but Aster's mind was already wandering. He recognized most of the ingredients and knew some had strong effects, especially when combined. His skin felt hot and slick with sweat as his vision blurred. His body wobbled—unsteady, uncomfortable!

"Oops!"

Before he could topple over, Faeloria caught him, her cool hand on his shoulder stabilizing him. The contrast between her cold touch and his burning body made her touch feel even more soothing.

"Are you okay, Mr. Aster?" she asked, her voice full of concern, though her eyes gleamed with something else, something darker. "I think I might've gone a bit overboard... Let's get you to the bed to rest."

'Bed?'

'Is this really okay? Should I be doing this now?'

As if reading his thoughts, Faeloria whispered in his ear, her voice soft and calming.

"Don't worry. This is just part of the job for both of us. There's no need to feel guilty." She paused, letting her words sink in. "And wouldn't it be better to enjoy it? I'll make sure it's enjoyable for you too."

Her cold hands rested on his abdomen while her other hand wrapped around his thick meat. The cool touch helped soothe some of the heat surging through him.

"Ugh...!"

*Fap!*

She started moving her hand slowly, sliding it up and down. Each time her fingers brushed over his thing, Aster's body jerked in response. Faeloria smirked, clearly enjoying how sensitive he was.

"Already so close?" she teased, her voice light and playful. "Should I let you finish?"

*Fap!* *Fap!* *Fap!*

Her movements became faster, then slowed, then sped up again in an unpredictable rhythm. The mixed pace left Aster breathless, completely at her mercy.

Finally, the tension inside him reached its peak.

*SPURT!*

He came with force, his release spraying over the bed and Faeloria's hands. Panting heavily, he felt a wave of relief wash over him as Faeloria calmly looked at the mess she'd made. She raised her hand, coated in his cum, and smiled.

As a cook, it was only natural to taste her dish, and she licked her lips in satisfaction. The energy-boosting ingredients she had used worked on her too, though not to the same extreme as Aster. Her stronger constitution meant she could handle it.

"Mr. Aster," she called softly, shifting her position on the bed. She lay on her back, spreading her legs, her green underwear now noticeably darker with a wet patch. "Would you like to show me what you've learned?"