Chapter 100: A Wholesome? Massage
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 100: A Wholesome? Massage
Chinami glanced around.
She seemed bewildered by the very dim lobby.
“Are the lights broken...? Aren't hotel lobbies usually bright...?”
It seems she had no idea, not even in her wildest dreams, that this was a love hotel.
“It's cozy, isn't it? Don't you find it calming?”
“If I think about it positively, I guess it is...”
“That's a relief. Would you like to sit on the sofa for a moment?”
“Okay...”
Chinami sat demurely on the sofa and looked up at me.
Giving her a gentle smile, I walked over to the large panel and found the room number I had reserved.
Room 709, a room at the very end of the top floor.
After I entered the reservation number and waited a moment, two card keys came out of a slot below.
This is why I like unmanned systems. They guarantee complete privacy.
Returning to Chinami, I said, “Shall we go up?”
“Are you done already? That was very fast. But... are there no employees?”
“It seems to be an unmanned check-in system. I'm sure there's still staff on-site, though.”
“I see... What a suspicious hotel.”
I got into the elevator with Chinami and pressed the button for the 7th floor.
The elevator ascended quietly.
Chinami, who was watching the floor number on the screen, asked, “What does Rafia mean?”
“Hmm. It sounds like a South American word, but it's probably just a random name they picked.”
“Why?”
“They just looked for some random word to sound cool.”
“I see... But why are we going to the 7th floor? Aren't massage parlors usually in the basement or on the second floor?”
She's like a blank white canvas, which makes this a little awkward.
I scratched my head and answered honestly.
“I couldn't find a suitable place to give you a massage, so I booked a room that comes equipped with a massage bed.”
“A room... you say...?”
“Yes. A room.”
“There are hotel rooms with massage beds...?”
“I looked it up, and they exist. I thought it would be perfect for giving you a massage since it's a private space.”
“I-Is that so...?”
Her voice was laced with tension.
It seems the idea of going to a room alone with me made her feel strange for some reason.
So she's not completely clueless when it comes to sex. I'm not sure if I should be relieved.
Ding-!
[Seventh floor.]
A cheerful chime echoed inside the elevator.
We stepped out of the doors as they slid open and walked down the dim hallway, listening to the faint classical music playing.
Soon, we found Room 709, and I tapped the card key on the door lock.
Beep-beep-beep-!
* * *
The room I booked had a separate room just for massages next to the bathroom.
It had everything needed for a massage.
Of course, there was a bed, as well as aromatic massage oil, a steamer for towels, and even one of those slippery mats you see in AVs...
Even the lighting was orange and dimmable, and the room was connected to the bathroom, giving it the exact atmosphere of a shady massage parlor.
A touchscreen next to the door allowed you to order room service or even rent cosplay costumes.
This place would be great to visit with Renka.
The rooms are so varied, they're perfect for concept play. I think I'll be using this hotel often from now on.
The only fly in the ointment was the disposable underwear.
Usually, for aroma massages, non-woven fabric underwear is the standard, but this place provided black cotton underwear.
This kind is harder to tear than the non-woven ones, but... that doesn't matter today.
The fact that the bed cover was the kind of pure white cotton you'd find on a regular bed was a bit off, but it wasn't bad, since it could actually look more erotic.
Besides, it's not like I was expecting a professional massage parlor, so it was fine.
After looking over all the supplies, I approached Chinami, who was standing still with a tense expression.
Then, with the gentlest smile I could manage, I handed her the individually wrapped disposable bra and panties.
“We'll start right away, so please get changed in the room.”
“Wha...? D-Do I have to change...?”
“It's an aroma massage, so we'll be using oil. Your clothes would get soaked otherwise.”
“O-O-O-Oil...? I didn't hear anything about that...! I won't do the oil...!”
So she's still willing to get the massage?
Thanks for saying that.
“Still, it's better to undress. Your clothes will get wrinkled during a full-body massage. The same goes for your underwear. It would hurt if I pressed down on a hook or wire. There's also the risk of damaging your underwear. Of course, I'll be careful, but it's best to be prepared.”
“Hmph...! Ahem...!”
Chinami cleared her throat, showing her discomfort.
She seemed worried that I would see her body.
Sensing her concern, I patted her on the back and said, “You'll be covered with a towel, and I'll use a manner towel when you turn over, so it's okay.”
“What's a manner towel...?”
“It's when I hold up a towel to block my view of your body.”
“.... I trust you, Junior, so I do feel a bit relieved, but... I can't help but think it would have been much better if you had told me about this beforehand...!”
“You said you watched massage videos, so I assumed you knew.”
“It is my mistake, but...”
“You don't have to worry so much. I promised I'd stop if you told me to, remember?”
“That's true, but... S-So, should I just get changed?”
“Just a moment.”
I covered the hole in the massage bed with a pillow and instructed Chinami, who was standing there blankly.
“Get changed, lie down right away, and cover yourself with a towel.”
“B-But, shouldn't I shower? I'm worried I might smell...”
“All I smell is peaches. I love it.”
A pleasant smile spread across the lips of Chinami, who still looked anxious.
She seemed happy that I complimented her so directly, even mentioning peaches.
I met her gaze and said softly, “I'll step out, so could you send me a text when you're done changing?”
“O-Okay...”
Leaving the hesitating Chinami behind, I left the room and grabbed the oil I had prepared separately.
She said she wouldn't get an oil massage, but who knows?
Maybe my touch will feel so good that she'll change her mind, or maybe a natural opportunity to apply the oil will present itself.
I studied and studied in preparation for this day.
You might wonder why I'd need to study for a caress disguised as a massage, but what I want is Chinami's satisfaction.
My goal is to make her feel a tingling, sensual pleasure and a sense of comfort at the same time, so that she'll ask me to do this again.
* * *
[I'm ready. You can come in now.]
After receiving Chinami's message, I washed my hands thoroughly and opened the door.
Click.
The room was pitch-black; I couldn't see a thing.
The lights were bright before I left, so it seems Chinami adjusted them herself.
Relying on the light filtering in from outside, I turned the dimmer switch slightly, and a dark, soft orange glow illuminated the room.
I could see Chinami lying perfectly still under the towel, in an at-attention pose.
She was frozen like a mummy, only her eyes darting around, looking incredibly embarrassed.
Her fair shoulder line, and the distinct collarbones just below.
Observing that incredibly charming area, I brought a chair over and sat down by her head.
“I'll start with your face. Is that okay?”
“Yes... that's fine...”
Hearing her reply, I gently cupped her cheeks.
“Hic...!”
Letting out a short gasp, Chinami squeezed her eyes shut, her hands moving to her lower abdomen.
She was digging her nails into the back of her hands, looking like a child trying to distract herself from the pain of a cavity treatment at the dentist. I couldn't help but smile.
I brushed her bangs back and pressed gently on her wide forehead, stroking it in a clockwise motion.
Her skin was soft even without any oil.
Along with her cheeks, it felt amazing to touch.
“How is it?”
“.....”
She seemed to be enjoying it, judging by the way she silently moved her lips.
After toying with her forehead for quite some time, I moved my hands to her scalp.
Then, I began to gently massage it, like a hairstylist washing someone's hair.
The more my hands brushed through her hair, the stronger the scent of peaches from her became.
It was enough to make me want to eat her hair. I felt like I was getting addicted.
“Hngh...”
Before long, a soft sigh of pleasure escaped Chinami's lips.
Her mouth was slightly agape, proof that she was starting to truly feel my touch.
When I lightly scratched under her chin, her head tilted all the way back, like a puppy trying to get more of its owner's touch.
“Feel good?”
“.... Hmmm...”
She answered with a hum through her nose.
Her expression was peaceful. I guess this isn't an erogenous zone for her.
Confirming that Chinami was reasonably relaxed, I placed a hand on the back of her head and lifted it with a bit of force.
Then I slipped my hand under to the nape of her neck, gripping the area where her neck and shoulders met and squeezing firmly.
“Mph!?”
Touching an erogenous zone elicited an immediate, intense reaction.
Her straight legs, visible over the towel, twisted together.
Seeing her grip the bed cover tightly, it seemed a jolt of something had shot through her entire body.
“It's okay. It's okay. It's just a massage.”
Cupping her lower jaw with one hand, I kneaded the entire back of her neck while gently patting under her chin.
“Nghaa...!”
Chinami let out a strange cry and writhed.
The more she struggled, the more the towel covering her body threatened to slide down.
Just as her bare skin was about to be exposed, I pulled the towel back up properly.
As I brought my hand back to her face, I didn't forget to subtly stroke up from her upper chest to her collarbone.
“Hhek...!”
Chinami's slender frame flinched, then flinched again, every time my hand touched her.
Her open mouth was now closed, her teeth biting down hard on her lip.
Even for Chinami, whose neck was a weak spot, her reaction was stronger than usual. It seemed psychological factors were at play.
A sealed, narrow, dark space.
I could see that the strange feeling born from this environment was rapidly pushing her into a state of arousal.
Let's stop the first round of foreplay here.
Having made my decision, I stopped everything.
Then, just as Chinami's dazed eyes turned toward me, I smiled magnanimously and asked, “Shall we have you turn over now?”
“A-Already...?”
“I plan to do this for about five minutes, and then again at the end to finish up.”
“Ahem... Well... really... hmm... okay...”
She nodded, grumbling cutely as if disappointed.
I let out a chuckle and stood up, moving to the side of the bed.
Then I took out a new towel and spread it wide, hiding myself behind it.
“Lie on your stomach and let me know. I'm going to cover you with this one, so you can put the towel you're using on the floor.”
“Ah, okay... Just a moment...”
Rustle, rustle.
The sensual sound tickled my ears, and a moment later, Chinami, having finished, spoke up.
“I'm ready...”
Nodding, I lowered the spread-out towel, covering her body.
At that, Chinami, who had been tensing her entire body, slowly turned her head to the side.
“.....”
Her face was red enough to burst.
Looking down at her with warm eyes, I asked, “Should I start with your back? Or your legs?”
To that, Chinami slowly blinked and answered in a barely audible voice, “M-My back...”