Chapter 254 Palpitating Hero Massage (3)
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Translator: JayM
Chapter: 254
Chapter Title: Palpitating Hero Massage (3)
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Dalmong's Inn.
2nd floor.
"I'm ready."
Cian's voice flowed from a room.
Jeong Yoo-shin opened the door and went in.
Cian, who had taken off her plate armor, was sitting gracefully on the bed.
She was in a winter tunic and cotton pants.
Because she was such a beauty, she was dazzling even in ordinary clothes.
"Back, legs... and thighs."
Cian said the last word as if mumbling it.
Skar approached her while rubbing his hands together.
"Alright!"
Cian lay face down on the bed.
Skar's hand gently stroked her back, found a tight spot, and pressed down.
"Mmm."
A moan naturally escaped from Cian's lips.
The refreshing feeling of her muscles loosening…
The sensation of her body warming up as her blood circulated…
And even the faint sweetness in between…
She could feel Skar's massage more vividly with each session.
Honestly, it felt like she could get addicted to it.
Moreover…
She didn't know the reason, but she felt a sense of 'intimacy' with Skar.
Should she say that it felt similar to her comrades who served Lux Aeterna-nim?
'It can't be.'
How could she feel the divinity of Lux Aeterna-nim from a man who served a Spirit God?
It didn't make sense.
Could it be a crush?
Cian, who had stopped thinking, blushed.
'Me?'
When she was in the Order of Saint Lexia, a comrade had once said…
When you meet your fated partner…
Your body realizes it before your head.
But she had felt no such palpitation at their first meeting.
There had been no time when the world looked beautiful to her or that she thought only of Skar.
When had she become so conscious of him?
'Those eyes…'
It was from the time she had seen his eyes when he had just woken up after camping in the labyrinth.
Pupils that were sunken like the abyss.
Squeeze.
As Skar's firm hand pressed her calf, Cian's butt naturally wriggled.
"Hnnng."
At the same time, a small, alluring sigh escaped from Cian's lips.
The startled Cian buried her face in the pillow.
It was a languid and sticky breath that had surprised even herself. It wasn’t a sigh to be let out in front of a man.
She was worried that he might think that she was trying to seduce him.
Cian lifted her face from the pillow and moved her head slightly to glance at Skar.
The barbarian had his mouth shut and was concentrating on the massage.
Her worry was a misunderstanding.
The sight of him so absorbed in the massage that he had forgotten even his own breathing…
She felt a little disappointed, but also relieved.
On the other hand…
Jeong Yoo-shin's expression was stiff.
'That surprised me.'
For her to suddenly writhe and let out a strange moan. The tone was so embarrassing that he had deliberately pretended not to have noticed.
Jeong Yoo-shin continued the massage with his eyes wide open.
The calf was finished.
Now it was the thigh.
Jeong Yoo-shin placed his hand on Cian's thigh.
Cian's body flinched again.
"Huup. Huup."
'I-It's coming!'
Skar's hand pressed her thigh and had it slowly go up.
The hand that had come up right below her butt slowly entered the inside of her pelvic area.
Cian's head was spinning.
If Skar had a lewd thought and moved his hand just a little bit higher…
It would touch 'that place.'
Perhaps because of the thrilling distance, her heart began to beat rapidly.
As the inside of her thigh was gently pressed, her tight muscles gradually loosened, and her blood circulated.
Cian's breathing naturally became ragged.
"Kuup. Huuup."
At that moment…
Skar's voice hit her ear.
"Now lie on your back."
Cian's heart sank.
'What...?!'
She had barely managed to suppress her embarrassment while burying her face in the pillow.
But to turn her body around and lie on her back?
"Skar? L-Let's stop the massage here."
Cian raised her head and whispered in a voice as small as a mosquito.
It wasn’t the dignified and steadfast knight's appearance she had shown during the meeting, but a restless and embarrassed face.
"Don't I have to massage the front of your thigh too?! I can't send you away like this!"
Skar strongly asserted.
'He's right, but...'
It was difficult to receive a massage while facing the barbarian.
She was afraid that he might see her relaxed face.
"Cian, if you feel embarrassed, wouldn't it be fine for you to massage my body too?!"
Cian was so dumbfounded that she stared blankly up at Skar.
Did that even make sense?
It was a sophistry with no logic.
Still…
She could understand Skar's intentions, so her heart was at ease.
'Right. There's no need to be so embarrassed.'
Cian, who had made up her mind, turned her body around and laid on her back.
"Spread your legs."
At Skar's request, Cian blushed and spread her legs a little.
"I-Is this enough?"
Skar grabbed Cian's thighs and opened them.
"No. This much."
The flustered Cian flailed her hands.
"T-This guy! Ah?!"
Her legs were already wide open.
Cian's lower body was no different from that of an ordinary female.
Her sports panty line was clearly visible through her thin brown cotton pants.
And on top of that, her plump mound was pressing on her sports panties and bulged out.
Cian covered her face with both hands.
To think that she had spread her legs wide like a frog in front of a man.
She had never even imagined that it would be such an embarrassing position.
Moreover, because Skar's hard hands were holding her legs, she couldn't even close them.
Before Cian could say anything…
Skar's hand touched the inside of her pelvic area.
"Huuup."
Cian bit her lip and held her breath.
Skar's hand swept over her upper thigh and then gently pressed.
Squeeze.
Cian's thighs trembled.
'N-No!'
Cian found it difficult to accept this situation.
To think that she was getting a massage on her pelvic area, with her legs wide open in front of a man she hadn't even dated, let alone married.
Moreover, Skar's hand was slowly approaching 'that place.'
Squeeze.
Squeeze.
Skar's approaching fingers gently pressed and passed by her butt and her plumply protruding mound, which were covered by her sports panties.
Cian's mouth opened, and a string of sticky saliva flowed down. Her heart began to beat like crazy.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
'I-It's touching♥'
Blasphemously…
She had unconsciously imagined Skar's firm fingers pressing her most precious part.
Ping!
Under the mound of her tight sports panties.
Her clitoris, which she had never even touched in her life, became stiff and erect.
However…
Skar's hand stopped, leaving only a hair's breadth of distance.
Cian, with one arm covering her eyes, shook, her wide-open thighs trembling pitifully.
"Haaaaaaa♥"
A long, sticky, erotic sigh escaped from her lips.
If it had continued just a little longer, it felt like 'something' would have come out.
She didn't know what that was.
"Are you alright?"
"..."
Cian, who had come to her senses, couldn't take her arm off her face. Because she was so embarrassed.
"If you're alright, then move aside now!"
"...?"
"You have to massage me too."
"..."
Cian stealthily removed her arm. Skar, with his long hair down, was looking down at her with his arms crossed.
"U-Un."
Cian quickly closed her legs and turned her head.
However…
As if not wanting to give Cian any time to rest, Skar laid face down next to her.
"Quickly."
"Ah, alright."
Cian staggered up from the bed.
She didn't know if it was fortunate or unfortunate, but Skar didn't seem to care much about her state.
Even though she had shown an embarrassing side of herself, he didn't even seem to be conscious of it.
Cian, for some reason, got angry.
'Does he not see me as a woman?'
"Where should I loosen you up?"
Cian asked with a bitter smile.
"Back and legs."
"What about your thigh?"
"I don't think you can do it with your strength."
'Is he looking down on me?'
Cian got on Skar's back with a wry smile.
"What are you doing?"
Skar raised his voice, as if he was flustered.
"You said I couldn't do it with my strength? Aren't you looking down on me too much?"
Cian said in an angry voice.
"Hahahaha!!! Then try your best to massage me!"
Skar let out a loud laugh and buried his face in the pillow.
Cian put her weight into it and pressed on Skar's back.
'This is uncomfortable.'
As she pressed on Skar's back while in a sitting position, she realized that her strength wasn't going in properly.
Cian changed her position.
The so-called W-position.
It became a position where she pressed her butt against Skar's back and sat with her feet pointing outward.
Squish.
"Eek?!"
Naturally, Cian's butt and 'that place' touched and rubbed against Skar's broad back.
However…
Skar remained quiet without even showing any sign of distress.
"I-I'm doing it."
"Hurry up. It's going to take all day at this rate."
Cian put her weight into it and kneaded Skar's back.
'Ah.'
It wasn't as easy as she had thought. The barbarian’s back was so wide, and the more she moved her lower body to put her weight into the massage, the more a strange sensation arose from within her.
Cian tried, but she ended up rubbing Skar’s back with her private parts and butt more than pressing on him with her hands.
The face of Cian, who had been moving diligently on Skar's back, soon became dazed.
'T-This is strange.'
Her lower abdomen was throbbing, and a strange sweetness was rising again from within her.
If she did this just a little more, it felt like something would come out.
A few strands of sweat-soaked blond hair clung to Cian's lips, but she didn't even think of taking them off.
"Stop. It's all loosened up now!"
"Ah."
A disappointed voice came out of Cian's mouth.
"W-What about your thigh?"
"No! Cian’s weak!"
"Eek?! Skar! This is not fair! Am I the only one who's going to show an embarrassing side here?!"
Cian shouted, a rare occurrence.
Skar shook his head as if he had no choice.
"...Alright. Then just a little."
"Turn over and get into the position I was just in."
"Sigh."
Skar let out a deep sigh, turned his body, laid on the bed, and spread his legs.
Cian was about to make a victorious smile, but her expression hardened.
Contrary to her thoughts, Skar was wearing a relaxed smile with his arms behind his head.
A not-at-all-embarrassed appearance.
The angry Cian puffed her cheeks as she pressed on Skar's thighs.
"Huup!!! Huup!!!"
The hard, muscular thighs didn't budge no matter how much she pressed.
She couldn't use the divinity of Lux Aeterna to strengthen her body here. If she did something wrong, Skar's leg could be torn off.
Cian breathed heavily and massaged Skar's thighs with both hands.
During that…
Cian's nose twitched.
It was a strange smell, so it was difficult to describe it exactly.
It was like a sweet body scent, and it was also like a concentrated collection of a man's heavy smell.
Cian's gaze, which had been following the smell, moved and fixed itself on one place.
Between his hard thighs.
The place that was bulging.
Cian's face turned red when she realized the source of the smell.
'T-This was that smell?!'
Cian shook her bright red face and focused on the thigh massage.
But the more she moved her body, the more Cian's head leaned toward Skar's groin.
Sniff, sniff.
Cian's eyes widened slightly.
It felt as if the suffocatingly thick smell of a man was going up her nose and poking her brain.
'S-Stop!'
Cian shouted inwardly. Now she understood. This was the desire of the flesh.
Hers was a body that had received the divinity of Lux Aeterna-nim to protect the peace of the labyrinth.
It hadn’t come here to stick its nose in a man's groin.
Cian exerted superhuman patience, raised her head, and took her hands off Skar’s thigh.
"I-It's over."
"You've worked hard."
Skar said with a grin.
'Really.'
She had wanted him to feel a little embarrassed.
It couldn't be helped.
Cian gave up and was about to get up.
However…
Thump♥
As her lower abdomen pulsed, Cian, whose legs had lost their strength, missed her footing and fell forward.
"Ah?!"
Squish.
Cian carefully opened her eyes that she had closed. She found herself being held in Skar's arms.
Cian raised her face. She could see Skar's face right in front of her.
'Too close.'
They were close enough to feel each other's breath.
"Skar."
The face of Cian, who had opened her mouth, was calm, but she was pressing her embarrassingly erect nipples, which were in her sports bra, against Skar's chest.
"What?"
"Show me your face."
"..."
On a setting evening.
At Dalmong's Inn.
The two were holding each other and looking at each other's faces.
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T/N - Just kiss already, damn it! This author is really good at teasing his readers.
Still, these sorts of scenes make me wonder just what the MC’s father and that pharmacist old man had been teaching the MC back when he was still young. Because I’ve only seen these kinds of massages in por— ahem, artistic videos. Yeah, let’s go with that. 😅