Dangerous Contact
I looked at the queen.
“Then first… let me tell you about something I learned back in my original world.”
I slowly raised my hand.
My eyes lingered for a moment on my fingertips before lifting again.
“After pneumatics, the one thing I studied the hardest was this.”
Seraphina’s eyebrows rose slightly.
It was an intrigued expression.
Her hand slipped from my head.
She took one step back,
putting some distance between us as she looked me over once more.
The queen’s voice flowed out low and smooth.
“Then what manner of technique is it?”
She tilted her head slightly,
her red eyes narrowing.
She slowly circled around me.
Her gaze traveled from my shoulders to my waist,
then rose back to my face.
“A technique from another world, you say.”
A thin smile curved her lips.
“Quite interesting.”
The queen stopped in front of me again.
Our eyes met head-on.
“Speak.”
I nodded.
“It’s a technique that doesn’t exist in this world.”
I paused for a moment.
“It’s called sports massage.”
I raised my hand and lightly flexed my fingers.
“If you receive it consistently, it relieves physical fatigue.”
I took a breath and continued.
“Especially for someone like you, Your Majesty—”
“People who frequently suffer from lower back or shoulder pain. It helps a great deal.”
Seraphina’s eyes widened slightly.
A momentary flicker.
But it quickly settled, leaving only a glint of interest behind.
“Sports… massage.”
She rolled the unfamiliar word slowly on her tongue.
“A technique that reduces bodily pain and restores vitality.”
Her gaze sharpened, piercing into me.
“And you claim it would be effective for the tension in my shoulders and lower back as well.”
Her voice dropped even lower.
“Is that what you’re saying?”
She took another step closer,
closing the distance once more.
“If that is true,”
her red eyes gleamed deeply,
“then it would be quite an intriguing addition to Lunaris’s healing arts.”
I nodded.
“It is.”
“While watching Your Majesty walk, I noticed the strain on your lower back.”
I briefly glanced downward.
Wearing heels that high must be painful.
“And when you handed me the parchment,”
“I saw that you were being very careful with your shoulders as well.”
I spoke calmly.
“That’s how I was able to guess where you were uncomfortable.”
Seraphina’s expression shifted subtly.
A short flash of surprise, followed by a faint trace of embarrassment.
A brief silence fell between us.
She looked at me with eyes that had grown even deeper.
“Your powers of observation are rather… uncomfortable.”
She paused.
“The fact that a stranger from another world can read even the smallest signs in my body.”
She gave a small shake of her head.
“That is no ordinary sense.”
She began walking again.
Slowly. Deliberately.
“But if this technique is real,”
her gaze returned to me,
“it could become quite a valuable one.”
I hesitated for a moment.
I opened my mouth, then stopped.
It should be fine, right?
“However…”
“There is one thing that concerns me.”
My eyes naturally drifted downward.
“I fear you may take offense.”
Seraphina stopped walking and tilted her head slightly.
It was a teasing expression.
She closed the distance in a few steps.
She immediately reached up and took hold of my chin.
Contact?
My head was gently lifted.
Our eyes were forced to meet.
“Do not be afraid.”
Her voice settled low and heavy.
“I am not a tyrant who grows angry over trivial matters.”
Her fingertips brushed lightly against me.
There was a strangely tense quality to her touch.
“I can guess what worries you.”
“But such worry is unnecessary.”
Her hand fell away as she took a step back.
Her black robe flowed softly.
A smile returned to the queen’s lips.
“Whether your technique truly has any effect—”
Seraphina’s eyes sparkled.
“—I shall verify it myself.”
I drew in a short breath.
“This massage…”
“It requires direct skin-to-skin contact to be effective.”
I looked straight at the queen.
“Therefore…”
“I will need to place my hands upon Your Majesty’s august body.”
The air in the room changed subtly.
Seraphina’s eyes widened.
A momentary surprise.
But then the corners of her mouth slowly rose.
It was a smile that carried a hint of danger.
She stared at me for a long moment.
Then she stepped further inside.
As if savoring the distance between us.
“It is forbidden in this place, but—”
She raised her hands and undid the clasps of her dress.
The soft fabric loosened slightly,
revealing the line of her shoulders.
“In order to confirm the techniques of this other world,”
the cloth slid down a little further,
exposing smooth skin.
“I shall permit it for a short while.”
Her elegant neckline continued downward.
Light danced across her skin.
“Very well, Jun.”
“If direct contact is required, then I shall allow it.”
The dress slid lower still.
The curve above her breasts was revealed.
The sunset outside the window seeped onto her skin.
Whoa.
Fuck.
I briefly turned my gaze away.
“Then…”
“Would you please go to your bedchamber and lie face down?”
Seraphina’s eyes flashed.
It was a sharp, piercing light.
With a mocking smile on her lips,
she took one step closer.
The distance between us nearly vanished.
Her exposed skin was right in front of me.
“My bedchamber, you say?”
She studied me quietly.
“My bedchamber… how bold.”
Her fingers rose and slowly brushed across my chest.
Her nails lightly scratched over my clothes.
“But… that boldness of yours.”
Her eyes deepened.
“I find it rather pleasing.”
She turned her body.
Shaking her black robe gently,
she walked toward the door without hesitation.
Her steps were elegant and perfectly composed.
She stopped in front of the door and glanced back at me over her shoulder.
“Enter. Into my bedchamber.”
A short smile flickered across her face before vanishing just as quickly.
“However. If your healing technique proves ineffective,”
she gave me a threatening look.
“You will pay the price.”
“Hahahahaha.”
The queen laughed loudly.
There was a dangerous undertone woven into that laughter.
When I stepped inside the bedchamber,
the heavy door closed behind me with a thud.
I naturally scanned the room.
The queen’s bedchamber was spacious.
The ceiling was high,
and the walls were draped with silk decorations embroidered in deep navy and gold patterns.
The windows were tall and wide.
Soft light filtered gently through thin curtains.
Crystal orbs placed throughout the room filled the space with a gentle glow.
On a small table by the window sat crystal glasses and a silver decanter.
One wall held maps and bookshelves,
along with neatly arranged books.
It felt less like a simple bedroom and more like the private space of a ruler who contemplated both war and politics.
And at the center of the room.
A large bed supported by four pillars of dark wood.
Sheer fabric draped over it,
with thick blankets and soft pillows layered one upon another.
I turned my gaze to the queen.
“I apologize, but…”
“You will need to remove your robe.”
“Only then can I perform the massage.”
Seraphina looked at me.
Her eyes flashed for the briefest instant.
Then, as she undid the clasps of her robe,
it slid down slowly, almost seductively.
The black silk pooled at her feet.
The light from the crystals spread across her pale skin.
The queen stood wearing nothing but a thin layer of undergarments.
Whoa…
My mouth fell open on its own.
The faintly translucent fabric.
I forced my gaze back into order.
I pointed toward the bed.
“Please lie down on the bed with your legs stretched out.”
“Keep your arms relaxed and simply rest them comfortably.”
“I shall do as you say.”
Seraphina’s voice flowed out low.
She climbed onto the bed with feline grace.
This is insane…
And then she lay face down.
The queen settled into a comfortable position,
folding her arms and resting them on the pillow.
She turned her head slightly.
Looking at me, she smiled.
“Is this acceptable?”
I nodded.
Oooooh.
Jackpot.
It’s working!
“Yes.”
“Please keep your face relaxed.”
“And let your arms rest naturally downward.”
I paused for a moment.
“I’ll begin with your feet.”
I carefully lifted her right foot.
Even her feet are beautiful.
It was cold.
My fingers found the sole and gently pressed the surrounding areas.
At the unfamiliar contact,
Seraphina’s body tensed slightly.
I pressed firmly yet gently into the deeper points of her sole.
The acupressure points connected to her lower back.
I targeted them precisely.
Her toes curled involuntarily.
“Ah…”
A small moan escaped her lips,
but it was quickly swallowed by the pillow.
Huh?
She said “ah”?
That’s kinda cute. Lol.
I applied more pressure with my fingers and slowly pressed deeper again.
The accumulated tension in the queen’s body began to unravel little by little.
The pain connected to her lower back was also gradually easing.
I set her right foot down and slowly lifted the left.
Same method.
I pressed firmly into the acupressure points on the sole.
“Ah…”
Once again, a moan slipped from her lips.
As if embarrassed, she buried her face even deeper into the pillow.
A little while later,
I moved my hands upward.
Her calves.
I gripped the muscles with my palms.
They were tightly knotted.
I slid my fingers deep between the separated muscle fibers,
then slowly pushed upward.
I worked the entire calf,
rubbing and releasing the tension with my palms.
Queen Seraphina’s breathing trembled.
“Hngh…”
A small moan buried in the pillow.
It seemed the massage was effective,
because she didn’t stop me.
My hands moved to the opposite leg,
working the left calf in the same way.
“Hngh… ha…”
Yeah. That’s it.
Getting hot, aren’t you?
I grasped her calf and slowly lifted it.
Her leg rose gradually.
I continued the gentle stretch until it nearly touched her thigh.
Right side.
Then left.
I finished both the same way.
I moved my hands upward again.
The moment my hands touched her thighs,
the queen unconsciously twitched her hips.
I gripped the muscles at the back and put strength into my fingers.
Then I pressed along their length.
As my hand traveled up her leg,
it seemed she was feeling a thrilling mix of pain and pleasure.
Her upper body lifted slightly before her leg lowered again.
My hands didn’t stop.
I gripped the knotted areas behind her thighs deeply,
slowly releasing the tension.
At that moment.
“Ha… hngh!”
Her upper body lifted sharply.
Both hands clutched the sheets.
The queen’s breathing grew rough,
and her body trembled faintly.
I paused my hands for a moment.
“The fact that you’re nearly screaming means—”
that letting out such loud moans
“you were extremely tense.”
Means you were really wound up.
More softly, more intimately,
I placed my hands on her thighs again.
Brushing them like a gentle caress,
I spoke carefully.
“If I release the deeper tension inside,”
“your lower back will feel much more comfortable.”
I looked toward the queen’s head.
“May I continue?”
Seraphina slowly turned her head.
Her cheeks were flushed red.
Her lips slightly parted,
she looked at me while panting.
Lmao, her eyes are completely glazed over.
She gave the tiniest nod.
Then she buried her face back into the pillow
and slightly spread her legs.
Oh!
Oooooh!
Fuck!!
I lifted the thin undergarment that barely covered her thighs,
pulling it up to her hips.
I leaned my head down slightly to check between the queen’s legs.
She’s wet. Lmao.
I targeted the inner parts of her thighs.
Just like the back, I gripped the muscles and pulled them upward along their length.
I was careful not to touch any critical areas,
and I didn’t touch her ass either.
The longer the massage continued,
the more her thighs trembled
and the deeper her moans became.
“Hngh… haah… haah…”
Her moans sound so good~
I deliberately pushed my hands deeper,
now kneading her softly.
Right beside her pussy.
As I brushed and tickled her groin,
she began twisting and writhing all over.
“To release the blocked areas,”
“I need to continue the massage upward.”
“Is that alright?”
Unable to hold back the breaths escaping her,
she simply nodded.
“Then please excuse me.”
I pulled her undergarment all the way up to her waist,
tucking the fabric into the cleft of her ass
so that her buttocks were completely exposed.
Her pale, firm ass came into full view.
Whoa…
I’m drooling. Lmao.
