Rise of the Cosmic_Emperor

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, I don't think I quite like the skepticism in your tone" Hal said as knelt behind her on the bed.

Lucile raised her brow quizzically,

"What? Let me remind you that you asked to do this" she told him.

Hal sighed,

"While that is undeniably true, you agreed to let me do it and for that reason, I feel it would be best we trust each other. At least in regards to this situation. You doubting my abilities really cramps up my style and the work I will do is bound to be sub-par"

Lucile groaned,

"Will you just get it over with? It's just a massage for heaven's sake" she complained.

"Fine, I'll try to forge on ahead. Let's begin" Hal said and with that, he placed his hands at the base of her neck and began to work his magic with the healthy mix of his strong (by virtue of his bloodline) hands and the lowest administration of [Erogenous Touch].

Finding the balance between the two was the key with which he could be tender as well as firm as he began to relieve Lucile of her tensions.

Much as he was an amateur in the act of actual massage as opposed to the sensual and eventually sexual massage he was usually well versed in, he could still feel the areas where her tensions had created knots in her muscles.

His hands went from her neck down to her back which he knew must be an affected area. He did not dare to amp up [Erogenous Touch] to the point where Lucile would suspect you play.

For one thing, she was more than strong enough to shrug off the effects should she decide to, and also he felt this far from being the time for such.

He would do her the favor just as he said.

But nothing more.

Okay maybe with a little bit of shenanigans...

"Mmmh" Lucile moaned as Hal's firm hands worked down her back and relieved the tensions he felt underlying her muscles.

'Wow, he's good. If not that I am feeling it right at this moment, I would have sworn this was a dream. I've only known of massage places in Doxon having such prowess with their hands.  Hmm, could that be the secret he's hiding? That he's from Doxon?. But why would he want to hide...'

"Mnnngghhh" A particularly pleasured feeling interrupted Lucole's thoughts and she could not help but moan out loud.

"Are you alright? I thought that moan was louder than the one before" Hal said with wide eyes and in an innocent sort of voice.

Lucile turned a fraction in his direction and glared at him,

"Shut up!" she said.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Again with the tone. You can just admit that you are enjoying it. There's no shame in that. After all, I am enjoying it a lot as well." He said with a light smile.

"What did you say?!" Lucile asked and her feline amber eyes flashed.

"I said you should admit you're enjoying this" Hal said with wide-eyed innocence.

"After that" Lucile said through gritted teeth, partly because she was angry at Hal and partly so she could suppress a moan since Hal's hands never stopped working throughout their conversation.

"I said nothing. You must be delirious from the pleasure. I'll be quiet now. A total professional" He said and his hands went from her back to her shoulders, the muscles of which he began to manipulate tenderly.

Even with the dress between him and contact with her actual skin, Hal quite enjoyed the feel of her body or more accurately, the parts of her body he dared and was allowed to touch.

Slowly, the longer the massage went on the more Lucile leaned into it and lost herself to his touch or at least almost completely with the 'almost' being that she remained very much alert.

However, Hal never tried anything out of place, and from all outlook, he looked to really be trying his best to be professional.

He never tried to get her aroused and only focused on relieving her tension.

If she now got aroused regardless, that was not his fault and should be taken as a disclaimer.

And with that disclaimer out of the way, we proceed to the peculiar behaviors Lucile began to showcase as the massage continued.

One of them being her discontent whenever Hal's hands left her body. She never wanted to be free of that feeling and every attempt of Hal's to stop was met with a glare of discontent and every return was rewarded with a very cat-like purr.

At some point in the night, Lucile began to feel a tingling in her nethers and that first raised a flag but she decided to ignore it in hope that it would go away which was naive thinking, especially since It did not go away but only intensified.

She could already feel the tiniest bit of moisture begin its exit out of her pussy and yet somehow... She was fine with it.

In fact, she longed to do something she had never done before,

She longed to gratify herself.

To plunge her fingers into her untainted pussy and please herself to climax.

'Wait what?' She questioned her body's reactions with rational thought and fought hard to keep it under control.

Including the use of an immense amount of Cosmic energy to jeer her back to reality and out of the perverse dreamland Hal's wicked clutches were pulling her into...

"Done" Hal announced suddenly and pulled his hands off her body.

Not just that, he stood up from the bed altogether and began to perform some stretches so as to get his body limber, most likely in preparation for a quick getaway.

Fun as it was to touch and massage Lucile, Hal also knew when to stop so as not to cross the line she had drawn long before this session of theirs started.

And that line was slowly getting crossed as her arousal increased.

With Lucile's ego, Hal knew she would not be able to accept that the situation was not exactly his fault.

"T-that's it? Lucille asked and turned around to look at him, faintly noticing that her ache was gone.

"I'm sorry but that is all that time permits us. I should get going now, it's really getting late" he said with twitching lips.

Lucile was still suffering withdrawal from the lack of his touch and had not really processed the situation with the moistening of her thighs but she was slowly getting back in the right frame of mind.

Now when she felt the ache, she clamped her thighs and glared at Hal who immediately raised his hands as a show of innocence.

"You can not blame me for that"

"Oh really, I can't?" Lucile's amber eyes were slowly coloring with misdirected rage.

"Come on, is this really how you plan to show your gratitude? I would have thought you were much more reasonable than that" Hal said and Lucile paused.

At that moment, Hal crossed over to her door and pulled it open,

"Think about how to better your appreciative skills and I will see you tomorrow"  and with that, he walked right out and closed the door behind him.

As soon as the door was closed, Lucile whispered,

"Thank you"

Only to hear Hal whisper back right through the closed door,

"I heard that and you are welcome."

Lucile groaned and flopped on the bed in annoyance. How could she have been so careless and not inspect with her perception before giving her subtle thanks?

Oh well, at least, that ache was gone and hopefully, tomorrow she would have the investor she wanted.