Once seated at the table, Erik began to eat with pleasure, while feeding Kaiser and Tiberius, who quickly approached upon slling the delicious dinner, unlike Sigrún, who ate small bites with elegance.
"Sorry about earlier." Sigrún said, a little embarrassed, while stroking Tiberius' small head, which caused Erik to look up and, with a slight smile, he replied.
"Don't worry about it, I know you're just concerned for , and that makes very happy."
"Idiot, you know how important you are to , of course I worry." Sigrún said while looking at Erik with a joyful smile and a subtle blush on her cheeks.
"I know, that's why I never get tired of saying that eting you was the luckiest thing in my life." Erik said with an affectionate smile, which made Sigrún's blush grow exponentially, turning her face as red as a tomato as she tried, unsuccessfully, to hide it by petting Kaiser and Tiberius, who were now sitting on her lap.
So ti later, as night had fallen, Erik finished eating and began to stretch a little, at which point the table disappeared from the spot as if it had never been there in the first place. The boy walked to the edge of the boat, where he saw the wolves, now about a ter tall, joyfully swimming in the lake, barking and chasing each other playfully.
"How about we go for a swim, master?" Erik asked with a slight smile while looking at Sigrún, who was gazing at the sky with a lancholic expression.
Hearing her beloved disciple, Sigrún turned to look at the star-haired boy, a little surprised, but not long after, a beautiful smile appeared on her face as she replied with a cheerful voice.
"Sounds great."
As her voice faded, Sigrún's beautiful white robe with delicate gold and silver embroidery vanished, leaving Erik stunned by the hypnotizing beauty of the scene before him, his gaze locked on his stunning master.
Beneath her robe, Sigrún wore a striking deep blue bikini, which contrasted wonderfully with her fair and luminous skin, exquisitely highlighting her voluptuous figure. The top, shaped like triangles, gracefully supported and accentuated her generous bust, while the high-cut bottom accentuated the curve of her hips and visually elongated her legs.
Every detail of the swimsuit seed to be designed to complent and enhance the natural beauty of the spectacular woman. From the subtle shimr of the fabric to the fine strings that tied it to her body, elevating her divine beauty and hypnotic sensuality.
Noticing Erik's gaze, a slight blush appeared on Sigrún's cheeks. Although she felt shy inside, her heart was filled with imnse happiness and a profound sense of victory, bringing a broad smile to her face.
After staring almost hypnotized at Sigrún for a mont, Erik seed to snap out of his daze and quickly removed his clothes, leaving him in simple black waterproof shorts, which almost made Sigrún gulp audibly. But, using all her willpower, she managed to contain herself and smile elegantly.
After changing, Erik jumped into the lake and swam a little under Sigrún's tender gaze. But noticing that his master wasn't in the water, the star-haired boy gave her a warm smile and extended his hand to invite her.
"The water is great, give it a try, master."
"Hehe, alright," Sigrún replied cheerfully before jumping into the lake, splashing water over Erik, which made them both laugh a little.
"How's the water?" Erik asked with a smile as he approached his master, who looked like a fairy erging from a painting with her wet hair.
"It feels really great..." Sigrún replied as she pushed her hair back, then added with a sowhat nostalgic expression on her face.
"It's been so long since I've done sothing like this..."
"When was the last ti you did sothing like this, master?" Erik asked, a bit curious, at which point Sigrún looked off into the distance as if recalling old mories, then softly replied.
"I don't know, maybe 300 years ago, maybe even longer."
"Really? That long?" Erik swam over to his master's side and asked, a little surprised.
"Well, that's what happens when you live a long ti." Sigrún shrugged with a smile as she answered, but soon after, she jumped on Erik with a big smile, wrapping her arms around his neck, then singing in a playful voice.
"But enough nostalgia, let's have so fun!"
"If you say so..." Erik said with a smile as he fell backward into the lake, pulling Sigrún along, causing them both to dive deep into the water.
"That's cheating..." As they resurfaced, Sigrún said with a 'mad' expression on her face, then splashed water at Erik with one hand.
"Is that a declaration of war?" Erik teased with a defiant smile, returning the splash.
"Hmph, now it is." Sigrún snorted 'angrily', as drops of water ran down her spectacular body, before launching a large wave of water at her beloved disciple with one of her hands.
With amused smiles on their faces, Sigrún and Erik began splashing water at each other. But it soon beca clear that Erik was at a disadvantage, mainly due to Sigrún's overwhelming strength, as she could literally send waves crashing at him, while he could only splash in comparison.
Seeing that he was losing the 'war' quite badly, Erik decided to call in reinforcents, his wolves, who quickly joined in, barking happily and wagging their tails energetically, helping their master battle against the invincible blonde-haired 'monster.'
...
Later that night, two young people of otherworldly beauty lay side by side on the rug of a beautiful ship, smiling widely and still in their swimsuits, while in one corner, two 'puppy' wolves slept, exhausted.
"That was fun."
Sigrún said with a big smile while gazing at the stars adorning the sky like a chest full of treasures. But soon after, several mories passed through her eyes, and she added in a nostalgic voice.
"It's been so long since I had fun like that, such free and sincere fun, thank you so much, Erik."
"I should be the one thanking you. After all, it was your idea, and it's the first ti I've had this kind of fun. It was really a wonderful experience, we should do this more often." Erik said with a small smile, gazing at his master's profile, which seed to have been carved with millitric precision.
Hearing her disciple's words, the nostalgic expression on Sigrún's face disappeared, transforming into a smile as anticipation for the future filled her. After silently vowing to herself to fill her beloved disciple's life with everything he had lacked, she enthusiastically said.
"Haha, then we must do things like this more often from now on!"
"Hehe, that would be nice, though, even with reinforcents, I lost miserably..."
Erik comnted, doing his best acting of a man dejected by the injustice of the world, which made Sigrún laugh happily. She soon after turned around to hug Erik, allowing her to feel the warmth of her beloved disciple all over her body barely covered by a couple of pieces of cloth.
"Haha, that's what you get for going up against your master."
After finishing her declaration of victory, Sigrún tenderly kissed Erik's cheek, then rested her head on her beloved disciple's defined bare chest, at which point she comnted in a soft, almost dreamy voice.
"You know, Erik, I don't think I've ever been as happy as I am now. I really feel so lucky to have t you..."
"I'm the one who's lucky to have t you; knowing you was the best thing that could've happened to ."
Erik replied in an equally soft voice, gently stroking Sigrún's golden hair, as she looked up at him with undisguised love in her eyes, almost with obsessive passion. But after biting her lower lip hard, she managed to calm herself and softly said.
"I really love you, Erik. I love you more than you can imagine."
After making her declaration of love, Sigrún pressed her head against Erik's chest with force, tightening her embrace around him, to which Erik responded with a gentle hug, whispering softly into the ear of his spectacular master.
"I love you too, Sigrún."
Thanks to Erik's words, Sigrún's face turned as red as a tomato, and her body heated up with fury, causing her to squeeze Erik even tighter, desperately trying to hide her face deeper into her beloved disciple's chest.
For his part, Erik gently stroked his master's beautiful hair while gazing at the stars with a dreamy look. His mind wandered through all the mories of his second life, how imnsely happy he was and how grateful he was for his imnse luck.
Though he didn't complain about his first life, the truth was that it had been quite a lonely one after his parents' death, which only worsened when he beca wealthy. Even the few friends he had at the ti ended up becoming money-hungry beasts, leading to several betrayals and thefts. This made him extrely distrustful and cynical of anyone trying to get close.
But now things were completely different. His masters were at the top of the pyramid, whether in talent, money, or power, yet they treated him with care and affection, always showing him sincere and real love—sothing he had only experienced from his parents in his first life.
Of course, Erik was fully aware that his masters 'liked him a lot,' but it was equally clear that sothing held them back from going further. So, he simply decided to go with the flow and refrain from making any moves on his own. After all, he very likely had millennia ahead of him with them by his side, and the first lesson learned when one grows old is that the best things in life should be savored slowly.
(Life is a very strange thing. The more ti you have to live, the less you value it. You let so many special monts pass by in senseless haste. Only when you see death at your back, when even walking becos difficult, do you start to appreciate the beauty of patience and realize that every mont is special in its own way. Humans truly are very stupid creatures...)
As Erik reflected on his experiences, a curious thought couldn't help but pop into his mind, making him smile a little. He then softly kissed his beautiful master's head and closed his eyes, letting ti pass slowly while the curious pair found comfort in each other's warmth.
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