A Happy Ellis (3)
'What the hell do I do about this.'
Ellis lay on the bed, smiling as if she were in a great mood. Sure, she looked pretty doing it... but once I realized she was under a misunderstanding and stared at her face, those upturned lips definitely seemed unnatural.
I got why she'd come to that conclusion, but I had no clue how to fix it. I gazed at her, pondering what to say.
"Feeling any better?"
"Yeah. Thanks to your massage yesterday... it's a lot better."
Ellis ran both hands from her arms down to her waist. She probably meant her body felt improved, but dressed in that thin patient gown, it left me with nowhere to look. Maybe she was doing it on purpose. She never used to move like that, so even if it wasn't intentional, it meant her guard was down quite a bit.
I switched to a different topic.
"...Oh, right. About the field training. How do we even get to France? Do we need to book flights?"
"No. A private jet will pick us up. Just be out front on Tuesday. It's convenient since you're right next door."
A private jet? What the hell. Wasn't that worth more than our new house? Talk about a whole different league of wealth.
Ellis continued without a care, unfazed by the mention of the jet.
"Anyway, how's it feel moving out of the dorm? Like it?"
"...Yeah."
"That neighborhood is usually..."
Ellis smiled leisurely and started chatting about the area around the house. Even with a new topic, it all circled back to the move. What should I say? That she seemed more excited than usual? Or that a long-standing headache had finally lifted? She was trying to play it cool, but she couldn't quite contain herself.
'If she finds out four women live in our house, we're in deep shit.'
I responded carefully to her words while mulling over my next move. Clear up the misunderstanding, or take advantage of it. One or the other.
*
'His reaction is so predictable.'
Ellis swallowed a laugh as she watched Lee Ho-yeon's face respond to her words. When she kept talking about the new house, he looked flustered, his demeanor different from usual. Just as she'd planned.
She had him completely pinned in their push-and-pull game.
'Heh heh.'
Good call skipping those messages. And that was just the start. By acting a bit cold toward him bit by bit—from the little things—she'd seized the initiative. Having navigated complex relationships since childhood, Ellis was a pro at this.
Now it was time to pull him in. His blinking eyes at her warmer-than-usual attitude were pretty amusing. She licked her lips.
Just reel him in little by little like this. Sure, the mana massage put her at a temporary disadvantage, but once he fell for her, reversing the dynamic would be a snap.
'Not long now.'
Ellis kept her smile as she looked at him.
"Anyway... let's save the house talk for later. My lower body's still stiff."
"Yeah... yeah. Ready to start?"
Ellis lay back leisurely and closed her eyes. Now she could enjoy his massage, head to Iris Guild for training with a body in top shape, and guide the clueless Lee Ho-yeon around... Maybe even scout him if the chance arose.
"Ngh...!"
Lost in her fantasies, Ellis squeezed her eyes shut the moment he gripped her thigh. Pain shot through her mana circuits.
"It might hurt a little. You can handle it, right?"
"Y-yeah...!"
Lee Ho-yeon looked down at her properly positioned form and kneaded her thigh firmly. She was still in her patient gown, of course. Yesterday's upper-body massage had been over clothes... but he couldn't do the lower half like that.
From massaging Ellis before, he'd realized a big part of the job satisfaction came from touching her bare skin. So this time, he'd have to adjust accordingly.
He manipulated his mana with precision.
"The lower body takes more strain than the upper, right? Speak up if it's uncomfortable."
"Got it... Ah. Hoo...!"
As he diligently widened the mana circuits in her legs, he directed a single thread of mana toward her groin. That alone was insane control, but he took it further—intentionally only partially expanding her leg circuits. Unlike the upper body, where he'd fully cleared them, he used just enough mana here to feel like a leaky faucet.
He was inducing discomfort on purpose.
"Mm, ngh...!"
"Hurting?"
"Not exactly... No. Keep going."
Ellis started sensing the awkward texture but didn't complain since the pain was definitely easing. And soon, a familiar sensation arrived—the mana delving into her pussy, settling in.
"Hoo, nghhh... H-huh...?"
But that mana was under his control. Lee Ho-yeon sent subtle vibrations around her pussy. He'd cut out the pleasure from all previous massages.
With the expected bliss not arriving, Ellis grew puzzled. No refreshing circuit flow, and now no pleasure either. Even the thigh he'd massaged left a faint off sensation.
Finally feeling something wrong, she spoke cautiously.
"Hey. Um... Ho-yeon."
"Yeah?"
"It feels... different from usual. This."
"Ah... Figured as much?"
Lee Ho-yeon muttered like it was a big problem and shook his head. Seeing that, Ellis felt a twinge of unease.
"W-what? What's wrong?"
Fixing her congenital mana disorder was her top priority. So his reaction as her only hope scared her.
"Looks like the leg circuits are wider and more numerous than the arms... Might not be as effective over clothes."
He spoke with concern, watching her reaction.
"...If I take them off, it'll be fine?"
"Yeah, but you okay with that? We can do it over clothes. Might not feel as refreshing... but the effect should be similar."
Ellis thought it over after hearing him. He meant that lukewarm, awkward sensation from before. Treatment was all that mattered, really—that was the point of the massages.
But... those faint vibrations teasing her pussy right now. This half-assed stimulation felt unsatisfying. Like it was toying with her. She couldn't tell if the massage was even working properly.
Every prior session had amplified the refreshment with sexual pleasure. She'd been conditioned to it.
"...It's fine. I'll take them off. Let's just finish quick."
In the end, Ellis permitted bare skin. It wasn't their first time anyway—no need to play hard to get. Excusing it to herself like that, she sat up to remove her pants.
"No. Stay lying down. I'll do it."
"...Huh?"
But his hand stopped her.
"You're still too uncomfortable to do it yourself."
"True... Okay."
No real reason to refuse. And honestly, no reason at all. If she had to strip, having him do it was easier.
Back home, artists helped her change for events and parties as standard. But Ellis hadn't considered one thing: her panties, already damp from anticipation before the massage, would be exposed.
Riiip...
Her pants and panties slid down together, cool air hitting her lower abdomen. Glancing down, Ellis squeezed her eyes shut.
A sticky thread of arousal connected her pussy to her underwear. Embarrassment flooded her body through her veins.
'He saw it all...'
He acted oblivious, but he'd definitely seen her soaked panties. Why hadn't she thought of that? She cursed herself, but it was too late—his hand was already lifting.
"Ready to continue?"
"Y-yeah, uh-huh...!"
"It'll be over quick, so don't worry."
Lee Ho-yeon placed his hand on her thigh. The soft, plump flesh filled his palm. From thigh to sleek calf and foot—her beauty extended to her lower body's lines.
With mana flowing from his fingertips, he slowly massaged the circuits. He didn't forget to stir the mana settled around her pussy—clit, labia minora, vaginal entrance. All precisely positioned mana now moved properly.
To ingrain that bare skin was far more effective.
"N-ngh... Haa...? Ah...?!"
His hands gripped her calf, but all of Ellis's nerves focused between her legs.
'Th-this...'
What she'd been waiting for. Proper mana massage. The sensation of every internal nerve converging between her thighs. Pleasure unique to his mana massage.
"Not hurting?"
"F-fine, it's fine... N-ngh... Haa, ah. Aaah...!"
Ellis savored the rising bliss. She'd already forgotten about her lower circuits expanding.
His massages were always like this. If drugs existed, this had to be one—addictive, electric, body floating like it was high.
She'd forgotten all about 'push-and-pull,' surrendering to his mana. Rubbing her slick thighs together, she clenched her fists.
Truth was, she craved more intense stimulation. It was way better than before, but he was still holding back the pleasure.
She wanted to shove his hand down to her clit right then. A little stronger, and she'd climax.
But she bit her lip and endured. Even if it was part of the massage, she couldn't show that much depravity.
Instead, pretending to cross her arms, she rubbed her nipple with her thumb. It was the only way to hold out.
Of course, Lee Ho-yeon looking down from above saw it all.
'She really loves it.'
Massage = good. The equation was etched in her brain. Like a dog salivating at a bell, her body knew massage meant pleasure.
So he amped up the mana. Rubbing both sides of her clit, teasing her entrance. Ellis's reactions intensified—moans leaking out, body writhing to hide it.
When he spotted her thumb on her nipple under crossed arms, he adjusted the mana.
It was arousing, but time to say what he'd planned. To add Ellis to his harem... she had to ditch the idea of becoming the main wife.
Was there a better chance than now? With her body too sore to move properly, his massage was essential. No situation gave him more control over her.
"Come to think of it... there sure are a lot of good restaurants around the house."
"N-ngh?"
Ellis blinked at Lee Ho-yeon, who had abruptly stopped the massage and switched to casual chit-chat.