Aisha's Teasing Massage
"Nyaaat..!?"
"What's wrong, Aisha? Does it hurt somewhere?"
"N-No... I just got a little startled... You can keep going..."
"Got it. But if it starts hurting too much, please tell me right away. No need to tough it out."
"Okay..."
Minwoo's hands, which had been focusing on her calves, suddenly slid up to the sensitive inner thigh near her groin. But it was just for a fleeting moment before they retreated back down. Aisha had no choice but to convince herself it was an accidental slip.
Still, the fact remained that his hand had brushed her most sensitive spot, even if just once. And that realization hit her like a bolt.
Wait... I'm actually... getting wet down there..!
Aisha might lack experience in sexual matters, but every woman knew the shame of feeling that wetness. She couldn't believe she'd only just noticed something so obvious.
The thought that his hands might climb a little higher and expose her soaked secret made her heart race with anxiety. Yet Minwoo remained utterly oblivious, tossing out a casual remark in that same clinical, therapeutic tone.
"How's it feeling, Aisha? Any better?"
"H-Huh? Oh, yeah... It does seem a bit better..."
"Good to hear. I'm no pro, so I was worried I might mess it up. Your words give me confidence."
"R-Really? Glad to hear that..."
Ugh... I can't bring myself to tell him to stop now..!
He was putting in real effort for her sake—stopping midway might hurt his feelings. The fear of that kept her lips sealed.
Meanwhile, Minwoo's hands grew bolder by the second.
"These muscles are really tense here too. It's important to loosen them up now and then."
Of course, there wasn't a knot in sight. He was just making it up as he went. Not like Aisha would know the difference.
"Hng... R-Really...?"
Ah... his hands are finally on my thighs...
Minwoo gripped each thigh with both hands, kneading them firmly. Aisha's lips parted, soft, needy breaths escaping despite herself.
He slyly teased her groin—close enough to touch, but never quite—tormenting her with the almosts amid his serious facade.
"Haaht... Hngg..."
"..."
Minwoo's sudden silence made her moans echo louder in the room. But he acted like he didn't hear a thing, leaving Aisha burning inside.
How long did this exquisite torture last for her?
"Hmm... I think that's enough for the lower parts. No pain anywhere?"
"Y-Yeah..! It was great..! Thanks, Minwoo."
Finally... it's over...
Relief washed over her at the end of this heaven-hell limbo. But it was short-lived.
Minwoo's next words left her dumbfounded.
"Back's done, so shall we do the front now?"
"Huh..? W-Wasn't that it?"
"Hm? No? We're barely halfway."
"..."
Aisha's mind reeled. Halfway? They hadn't even started the real massage yet.
..."Please raise your arms up high. Yes, both sides."
"L-Like this?"
"Perfect. Hold that pose. It'll be tough, but don't lower them."
"Okay... That's fine."
She said it, but other parts weren't fine at all, she thought. Propped up on the bed with just her upper body raised, arms stretched skyward. Her sleeveless outfit left her smooth underarms fully exposed. Minwoo, behind her back, couldn't see.
"Here we go."
"Okay..."
Making me hold this pose... What’s he planning to touch now..?
Contrary to her worries, Minwoo started innocently, lightly touching her stomach and sides to ease her.
Aisha had fine, ample breasts—not quite Ernate's scale, but shapely nonetheless. And after his earlier massage, her arousal had peaked unnoticed by her; her nipples stood stiff and erect. Visible even from behind through her tight, tights-like fabric that accentuated every curve.
Minwoo moved his hands leisurely, dropping a casual line.
"By the way, Aisha, you never planning on marriage or anything?"
"Hic?!"
The out-of-left-field question made her hiccup. Amused but playing sorry, Minwoo apologized.
"Oops, sorry. Too sudden?"
"Y-Yeah... But why ask that..?"
Minwoo knew she'd carried a torch for Leon all these years. But now Leon was his grandfather, ending that chapter. So why bring it up?
"Well... If you marry, you'd have kids, right?"
"Hm... Yeah, probably..?"
"This next massage actually helps promote breast milk production later for feeding babies. No plans for kids? Then no big deal..."
"Babies..."
Of course she dreamed of them. Countless fantasies: marrying Leon, bearing his children, raising a family in love.
But pipe dreams. Human-beastkin unions didn't produce offspring anyway. Impossible from the start.
That impossibility made the dream all the sweeter.
"...Do it."
"Pardon?"
"That... milk-promoting massage... I want it. I'm not young anymore... Might never happen... But please..."
"...Got it. I'll take full responsibility."
Caught in the moment, his casual "responsibility" made her heart flutter. Probably not what he meant... But knowing the dream was unattainable, she wanted to surrender everything to him right now.
"Alright then..."
Minwoo's hand, stroking her belly, slid slowly upward. But leisurely—no sudden grabs. Just gentle caresses under her collarbone and the undersides of her breasts.
"Hut..."
Even that shifted her reactions. She knew what came next: combining prior massages with the nursing talk, he'd touch her breasts directly.
But with Minwoo? Breasts were fine. Her affection maxed out; shame yielded to her feelings for him.
"Haat..! M-Minwoo..!"
"It's okay. Just trust me and relax."
"Hngg..! O-Okay... Hup..!"
Despite the reassurance, his hands obsessively teased just around her breasts—underarms, collarbone unders, the crease beneath—tormenting her sweetly.
Any guy would grab by now, but Minwoo persisted, half-killing her with anticipation.
Aah..! I'll go mad like this..!
Unable to endure, she spoke first.
"Hnguut..! M-Minwoo..!"
"What's up, Aisha?"
"I mean... this massage... is it really... just these spots..?"
"Why not?"
"Haaht..."
His oblivious calm felt cruel. Swallowing shame, she got direct.
"Listen... I'm fine with it... So be a bit more... aggressive... please massage harder..."
"Aggressive? I'm already being plenty aggressive."
"No, I mean..."
Eyes squeezed shut, she tried again.
"Touch... other places... more..."
"Other places? Like...?"
"Uht... I mean... my breasts... directly..! Haaht..."
Seeing her ears blaze red, Minwoo decided to end the tease. Smiling behind her, he said,
"Ahh... like this?"
"Haaaang!"
For the first time, a massive moan burst from Aisha's lips.