Massage

The room had darkened.

Soon, the scented candle was lit, revealing a pure white naked body that had been shrouded in darkness.

Having received a promise that no lewd acts would be committed, Asha undressed without hesitation and lay down on the towel Claudia had spread out.

Her reluctance to undress in front of another woman now seemed to have faded.

The warmly heated towel gently enveloped Asha’s body, which had stiffened with tension.

As the scented candle melted and released a refreshing aroma, Asha felt her body grow weary.

‘…I’m getting sleepy.’

She looked like a cat settling into a warm spot.

Claudia smiled, applying the liquid from a glass bottle to her hands.

“Were you very tired?”

“I just… got very… tense.”

“Yes, yes.”

A voice like one soothing a child.

Asha wanted to grumble about it, but since it was true that her tension had eased and her body felt comfortable, she decided to let it go.

Soon, Claudia’s firm hand, covered in a sticky, viscous liquid, touched Asha’s body.

The liquid, which had felt slightly cold, quickly warmed up and was applied to every part of Asha’s body.

‘…Something feels strange.’

Just by being applied to her body, it became warm.

Asha, recalling the liquid soap made by the Imperial Alchemists, realized that it wasn’t the liquid applied to her body that was getting hot, but her own body.

“…Wait. Dia, what did you… apply…?”

“Just a normal Massage Oil.”

“…Is it really normal?”

“Of course? Why do you ask?”

Asha felt her entire body warming up.

“My body feels a bit… hot.”

“That’s how it’s supposed to be.”

Claudia’s unwavering voice.

It almost seemed as if a hint of disappointment was mixed in her tone, as if Asha didn’t trust her.

‘…Was I being too sensitive?’

When Asha didn’t respond further, Claudia slowly moved her hands.

She was careful not to touch any intimate areas, just as Asha had wished.

However, despite Claudia’s efforts,

Jureureuk.

Something began to slowly trickle out from Asha’s pink crevice, gradually dampening the towel.

‘…What on earth is in it that makes it so effective?’

The Massage Oil given by the red-haired Alchemist.

Claudia herself felt no effects from applying it, yet Asha’s body was already heating up, and she was drooling, drip, drip…

Claudia was extremely curious about its ingredients, but Veronica, the red-haired Alchemist, merely equivocated with a strange expression, offering no clear answer.

‘…Is it a trade secret, then?’

Well, did she really need to know?

What mattered was what was in her hands now.

Claudia meticulously applied the oil to Asha’s prone body.

She also diligently continued the massage to avoid raising further suspicion.

She poured the massage techniques she had learned from training her body onto Asha’s.

The oil slipped smoothly, and her firm hands loosened muscles and returned bones to their proper places.

With a Ddududuk sound.

“Ugh… Eugh… Haa…”

A strange moan, a mixture of pain and pleasure, escaped Asha’s lips.

A soft body and an alluring moan.

Claudia felt blood rushing to her lower body.

Perhaps because the sensation of thrusting freely, using the Heat cycle as an excuse, came to mind, it was even harder than she expected.

‘…This is quite a task.’

It felt like starving while a fully prepared meal lay before her eyes.

Claudia forced herself to take a deep breath and continued the massage.

If she couldn’t endure it now, they would only grow further apart.

She had to be patient until Asha herself desired it.

After massaging for a while, Claudia turned Asha’s body over.

Then, a burst of heat erupted!

A sweet and alluring female scent.

Claudia’s pants swelled even more, and her tail began to wag restlessly and erratically.

‘….’

Claudia saw Asha breathing heavily.

With each inhale and exhale, Asha’s soft and adorable breasts changed shape as if someone were kneading them.

And between her twitching, drawn-together thighs, a sticky liquid was profusely wet.

It looked even more viscous, mixed with the oil.

And… lips tightly pressed together, as if enduring pleasure.

Claudia wanted to open those lips and explore them immediately.

However, she suppressed her desires with superhuman patience.

The actual massage was already over, but… the most important part of the massage remained.

Claudia scooped oil from the glass bottle onto her hand.

She immediately placed her hand on Asha’s stomach.

Spreading the oil as if applying it, she fumbled around, searching for the protruding part.

“Uh, uh? Heh?”

As Asha let out a foolish moan, Claudia’s hand found the protruding part on her stomach.

And… she began to slowly caress it, as if stroking it.

Asha’s body twisted, and a violent reaction burst forth.

“D-Dia, w-wait a minute!”

“…Why?”

Claudia replied but did not stop her hand.

She patted something soft and pliable.

Soon, Asha’s toes straightened.

Asha’s body trembled.

“Heuk!!!”

Claudia also felt that tremor through her fingertips.

A sound of water splashing, Pit!, was heard.

Claudia did not stop the massage.

She stroked Asha’s belly with delicate touches, as if polishing fragile porcelain.

Holding Asha’s flailing hands, she continued.

Like a cat kneading.

She stimulated Asha’s lower abdomen.

After stroking for a long time, Claudia realized that Asha was no longer twitching.

She lifted her head to check and saw that Asha had passed out as if asleep, her lips tightly pressed together.

“….”

Was it too much?

Even though she was asleep, her flushed face seemed to indicate an unresolved desire.

Claudia placed her head on Asha’s chest.

Then, thump, thump, thump.

She felt her heart beating fiercely.

A thin, hot breath flowed from her nose.

Confirming once again that Asha was merely asleep, Claudia unzipped her pants with a jingle.

Then, she began to rub her own excited, throbbing rod against Asha’s belly button.

‘…This much should be fine.’

She wanted to immediately thrust her rod into the deeply loosened crevice.

But a promise was a promise.

For a mercenary, and for Claudia, a promise was an important value.

So, she did not insert it.

Bureut, bureut, white, sticky semen was sprayed onto Asha’s belly button.

Asha’s lower abdomen trembled in response, as if reacting.

Claudia’s semen, unable to be contained by the belly button, overflowed and scattered onto Asha’s body.

Claudia stared blankly at the semen scattered on the pure white naked body, then adjusted her clothes.

Hoping that the scattered semen would one day become a new life, she carefully wiped Asha’s body clean.

Thanks to the lit scented candle, there was no smell of semen.

After carefully wiping her body clean… she put Asha’s clothes back on her.

‘Is she trying to tempt me…?’

It was quite a revealing outfit.

Seeing the parts that weren’t visible when she wore a gown during meals, it was an alluring outfit that naturally made her think so.

Standing by the bed and gazing at that alluring sight, Claudia felt blood rushing to her lower body.

“…Damn it.”

She had to leave before things got out of hand.

Claudia hastily gathered the items she had brought, kissed Asha’s forehead, and left the room.

Only the lit scented candle remained in the room, burning itself out with a soft glow.

As the melting scented candle began to dim.

The room door opened, and a human shadow appeared.

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I woke up feeling someone hugging me.

They were holding me so tightly that I felt squeezed.

My body, which had been stiff with tension, felt refreshed after relaxing.

But conversely… I felt a sense of being completely blocked somewhere.

And… my memory of receiving the massage was hazy.

I believed the words that it was just a normal oil and endured the strange sensation, but in the end… my memory cut out.

That’s because Claudia, who was applying it, seemed perfectly fine.

I didn’t want to be misunderstood as a pervert who got excited by a normal massage.

‘….’

When I opened my closed eyes, I saw a silver bundle in my arms.

Without needing to ask who it was, it had to be Cecil.

As I gently stroked her head, I heard a giggle.

Even though she was clinging tightly, I couldn’t feel her rod, so it seemed Master’s medicine was incredibly effective.

…Though I had given it to her in a hurry at the time.

Was that really okay?

It wasn’t that I had no such thoughts.

However… thinking of Cecil’s swollen rod, I was suddenly scared, so I thought it was an unavoidable… choice.

As I stroked Cecil’s head and looked at the window connected to the outside, I felt the sun slowly rising.

…That meant I had to go to work for Her Highness the Princess again.

Come to think of it, Her Highness the Princess hadn’t set a specific time for me to report for duty this time either.

…I wondered if I didn’t need to go to work early in the morning like yesterday and perform strange services.

‘I’ll go right when her bath ends.’

Thinking that, I lingered in bed for a while, feeling Cecil’s body heat.

When I felt enough time had passed, I gently stroked Cecil’s hand, which was holding me tightly.

Then, the strength slowly left Cecil’s hand.

As I gently touched her hand, I was able to free myself from Cecil’s embrace.

I got out of bed and covered Cecil, who was soundly asleep, breathing softly, with the blanket.

When I went downstairs to wash up, I saw Master.

Master somehow looked a bit bitter.

As if something was bothering her, she had a pipe filled with Spirit Grass in her mouth.

Master, who spotted me, strode over.

She carefully stroked my head.

“…Why are you suddenly like this?”

At my question, Master’s hand paused.

“My disciple.”

“Yes.”

“I just… wanted to tell you that no matter what you look like, I’m on your side.”

“…?”

When I tilted my head at her sudden words, Master smiled awkwardly and went into the Workshop.

“…Why is she like that?”

What Master was doing right now was… finding a way to return my body to normal.

…She must be having trouble, that’s why.

Thinking that, I understood.

“I’ve only ever caused Master worry since old times.”

I sighed and headed to the Bathroom to get ready for work.

As I stretched and looked in the mirror,

I saw myself still wearing that rather revealing outfit.

I wondered if that might have been why she acted that way.

It was… quite unconventional, after all.

After a quick wash, I went to the dressing room to change clothes, but there was a problem.

The pants and shirt I wore yesterday… were gone.

Time was tight because I had lingered in bed.

…This is driving me crazy.

I frantically searched the dressing room to find at least a more modest outfit.