A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

As soon as he stepped outside Alice's room, he heard Elora chuckle in his mind. "Guess you got yourself a student, huh? Sure you want to take on the responsibility? You know the covenant only forces us to keep her safe, right?"

"What?" Erik exclaimed defensively while shrugging. "I like her! I mean, she clearly heard all that stuff about Audumla and what not, but she's still brave enough to take me as her teacher!"

Elora smirked skeptically, "Or she's smarter than you think, and realizes that, since Runebound like her are supposed to be in danger anyway, sticking with the guy that's supposed to save them is her best bet."

A sigh passed Erik's lips, "Sometimes you need to have a little faith in people, Elora, and in my intuition."

The fairy chuckled again, "I have faith in you, you know that. Just not in other people. Anyway, you can't deny that my skepticism has saved us before!"

Thinking back on many of their close calls back in Söl, Erik could only regretfully nod.

In the meantime, he had reached Astrid's door, but this time, he didn't knock, and simply walked in instead. With Alice he was afraid of walking into an awkward situation, but with Astrid he was hoping for it.

Inside, he found Astrid on her bed, hugging her knees, and wrapped in her blanket, as she stared at nothing.

Erik tilted his head and looked at her with surprise. He hadn't known Astrid to be this introspective. Still, he could guess what she was thinking about.

Seeing how she hadn't noticed him, he smiled slightly and slowly snuck closer. In the corner, he could see a heap of clothes, suggesting that she was currently naked.

Naturally, a sly grin appeared on his face as he thought of a way to take her mind off whatever was troubling her. He knew Astrid processed emotions better with some physical release, and while that usually turned into a spar, that wasn't the only type of physical release.

So, with Astrid clearly a little distracted, she was too late to react when he jumped behind her on the bed, snaked his arms passed the blanket, wrapped them around her exposed, toned stomach, and pulled her against his chest.

"Y— You…!" she exclaimed, startled and raising her fist to hit him in the face out of reflex. Unfortunately, she was not in a good position to exert her real strength, and Erik was currently receiving the support of Elora's physical essence.

Thus, he managed to catch her fist with a chuckle, before taking both her arms and hugging them against her own stomach and restraining her.

She quickly realized it was Erik, and started glaring at him angrily

"Ugh!" she exclaimed in frustration while struggling against his grip. "Let me go!" Unfortunately for her, while their strength was similar when Erik was not in wolf form, his current positional advantage meant that she wasn't going anywhere.

Than again, she also wasn't trying very hard.

Finally, she continued glaring at him over her shoulder, but did stop struggling. Instead, she relaxed against his chest with a small pout. "Asshole…" she mumbled, more embarrassed and frustrated than angry. It's not like she actually believed he would harm her.

Erik was intent on embarrassing her a little more, however, by looking down at her perky breasts that became exposed during her struggle. "You look beautiful, Astrid," he whispered in her ear, his short stubble tickling her cheek, and her short, strawberry blond hair tickling his nose.

Her breasts were on the medium side, but bigger than Emma's, and Erik loved watching them rise and fall as she panted slightly.

Only when Astrid panned her gaze to what Erik was looking did she actually realize that her breasts had gotten exposed.

Her cheeks quickly became flushed, and she started to struggle again. "W— Where do you think you're looking?!"

"At a beautiful woman, who I love, who is in love with me, and who needs a little physical release…" he whispered softly in her ear.

"W— What does that me— ah!" she exclaimed, when Erik suddenly released one of her arms to snake his hand down into the still covered depths that hid her lower body.

Her newly free arm tried to grab his, but she lost all strength in her extremities when Erik brushed past the pot of gold between her legs. Your journey continues at m v|l-e'm,p| y- r

"A— Aaaaah," she softly moaned while her eyelids fluttered and her only free arm shot up to cover her mouth instead.

Erik could feel she was already a little wet, probably due to her close proximity to him while naked, and he quickly capitalized on that by slowly stroking the gap between her puffy pussy lips, without actually intruding inside.

Meanwhile, Astrid didn't know what to do with herself. She had touched herself plenty of times, but this felt far more intense.

Her back attempted to straighten, but that just pushed her harder against both Erik's chest, and his hand, causing her to moan louder.

"Hnnnghhh, n— noooooooo," she moaned and mumbled incoherently, while Erik softly chuckled.

"You seem to be very sensitive, Astrid. I think you've been wanting this for a while now," he said while pressing his finger a little harder, softly pushing her lower lips apart. "But tell me to stop and I will, you know that."

"Gaah! B— Bastard! D— Don't tease me!" she half cried, half moaned, while her one free hand still covered her mouth, rather than try to remove his.

"Okay, guess I'll keep going then," Erik grinned victoriously while finally pushing his finger inside her snatch.

"A— aaaaaaah~" she moaned loudly while her eyes shot open and her back arched a little more, pushing her breasts outward.

Erik took the opportunity, and released her other arm, before snaking his hand upward and cupping one of her firm breasts.

"Just relax, Astrid," he whispered in her ear. "Don't think about your worries right now."

"I— I'm pretty, gaaaah, worried about this, though!" she half moaned, half complained.

"Why would you be?" Erik softly chuckled, while his finger explored her insides. "Don't you want this?"

"I— I don't know! It— It feels good, but…!" she mumbled incoherently.

"Shhh," Erik soothed. "You trust me, don't you? Just enjoy it."

Finally, Astrid seemed to give in, as she slightly relaxed, while one of her hands grabbed Erik's hand between her legs. Yet, instead of trying to pull him out, she seemed to be trying to push him deeper.

Meanwhile, the hand that was previously blocking her mouth now found its way behind Erik's head and tangled itself in his white-gray hair.