Elora’s body was flushed red and had a sheen of oil; her face loosened with comfortable sighs leaving her lips.
The dim crystal light cast an ambiguous air around them as Casey’s hands moved lower to her tailbone.
His finger pressed at the middle, gently but with enough strength.
”mm…”
His hands moved at the edge of where her butt and legs were connected, and he dropped some oil, his hands grasping hold of that placer and moving in a clockwise motion, his hands moving to her legs.
Moving to the left legs, his hands massaged her legs slowly and gently moving to the very end of her milky pink feet.
Elora had never felt such a slow but agonizing sensation.
She felt something stirred in her core, but she ignored the feel, focusing only on the relief her body felt.
And decided this was going to be a normal occurrence in this new life of hers, and it wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.
”Your majesty, please turn.” the massaging woman’s request brought her back to the present, and she obliged and turned, facing her front to him.
Casey’s hand trembled slightly.
‘Picture her as a dummy person you use in practice.
Breathe in and go with the flow.’ Casey hypnotized himself before he was able to focus and suppressed the rising blush against his face.
Elora’s form was so enthralling and beautiful that it took him a great deal of self-control not to run away, and he envisioned her as his practice dummy.
These two minutes, Elora frowned, tempted to open her eyes to see what was causing the delay.
But settled down when she felt an oil pour on her breast flowing down to her stomach.
She felt a tingle down her spine, her toes curling as she felt hands slide between her breasts, massaging gently, moving in an up-and-down motion.
His hands held one of her breasts, massaging the lower part gently with his hands.
A soft moan left Elora’s lips, her eyes closed, feeling every sensation of his hand movement.
Her face reddened from pleasure.
His hands moved to her other breasts and did the same thing as well before his hands moved lower, his hands holding her sides as he pressed gently with his thumbs trailing down her stomach.
Sweat coated Casey’s forehead as he focused on the massage, moving his hands to her waist, massaging along the lines; he moved slowly to her legs, pressing down on her inner thighs, his oiled fingers trailing gently on the side that connected to her lower lip, just shy away from touching it.
Elora felt a weird sensation filling her core; she couldn’t understand such a feeling of arousal and chalked everything as the normal sensation of massage.
From the base of her inner thighs down to her toes were massaged fully, and tiny moans left her lips.
Her body turned to a puddle of water when he was done with her body.
Casey sat with his thighs together and gently lifted some oil off her face, picked up the marbles, and massaged it along her face slowly, massaging her face fully and pressing and massaging into her neck.
Elora could feel the tension in her neck loosen, and he moved to her hands and shoulder blades, firmly pressing on her acupoint, making all the tension float away.
”Your majesty, the session is over.” Casey’s soft words brought her back to the present; her eyes fluttered open, her moist purple eyes locking on green ones.
She finally looked fully at the massaging lady.
Bits of curly black hair trailed loosely over her shoulders, she had a face of a cold beauty, but Elora was most focused on her hands that brought so much sensation and unknown feeling to her.
Casey felt self-conscious by her stare, his hand slowly moving away from her sight as he hid it against the fold of his clothes.
”I’m pleased with your service.
What reward do you want?” Elora asked in a light tone, she was in a very pleased mood and looked at the massaging woman kindly.
Casey was caught off guard by her question, not expecting her to be generous and speak kindly to him, but he was drawing a blank on how to answer.
Silence echoed through the pool as Elora waited for his answer.
”y-y-your majesty forgive me, I can’t think of any reward I want.” He stammered but regained his confidence, seeing her expression remained calm at his words.
Elora sat up slowly; her body felt lighter than ever; she stood up and stared at him.
”Alright, from now on, you be my personal masseuse with a monthly payment of two hundred gold coins,” Elora said as she walked into the water to wash the oil from her body.
”Yes, Your Majesty.” Casey bowed deeply, but his heart felt heavy at her words; he was trending into a death trap of deceiving the queen about his gender and holding on to his control while giving her a full-body massage.
”You can go to the assistant to give you the funds at the end of the month,” Elora said, tone asking him to leave.
He bowed to her back, not happy with one bit of his additional payment; his mind was wandering about whether he should come clean or suffer the consequences when she found out.
With these troubles on his mind, he left the pool, passing by the guards as he left.
After some minutes passed, Elora walked out wrapped in a robe, her silver hair cascading down her back, her face glowing with a satisfied, peaceful expression.
”Nalia I’m pleased with your suggestion,” Elora said, her tone was a rare praise.
And Nalia back straightened, a surge of happiness filled her heart, at being acknowledged by the queen.
The other guard looked enviously at Nalia, keeping in mind to do something to please the queen as well.
As they followed her back, Elora’s feet paused.
She felt she was forgetting something, but it couldn’t come to mind.
‘since I can’t remember, it’s not that important, there’s no rush, it will come to me eventually.’
This is how the queen forgot the unfortunate Rose, who had waited for hours, sitting on the chair; her butt was already hurting from sitting too long.
Her body ached, and her eyes grew heavy after waiting well into midnight.
Sorry lovelies that I haven’t been posting, I lost some files on this novel and promise form next week to start posting.
Please bare with me.
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