"Could you just stay a little far from me?" Aizel said.
"Why? We Whiskerkin didn't mind going nude in front of the ones we trust," Rayla replied.
"But I mind; wait a minute... How could you trust me so easily?" Aizel asked, a little bit surprised by his response.
"How many times did we spar? I already consider you one of my own," Ralya replied, coming closer to him.
"Turn your back towards me; just trust me on this," she further said.
Aizel's gaze wavered as he considered his reaction to Rayla's touch for a few seconds.
Her hands rested softly on his shoulders, their warmth permeating his taut muscles and easing the fatigue he'd been feeling after their vigorous combat.
But eventually, he gave in to the calming touch that emanated from her fingers.
With intent, Rayla's fingers kneaded the knots and tightness out of Aizel's body, relieving the stress that had been plaguing her physical being.
I don't know why, but I don't feel anything towards her."
[Maybe you like her, Master]
She is good at giving the massages."
[I hope Daisy sees you like this.]
"How is it?" Rayla asked.
"It's great; I didn't know you had a talent for this too."
Rayla's hands moved smoothly and deliberately across Aizel's back. She traced intangible lines along his spine with a deft touch. A tingling sensation spread through his body with each touch, as if a spell were being cast.
As Rayla's hands worked their magic on his tense muscles, he felt the stress of the world evaporates. Her hands kneaded the knots and tension out of his body with firmness and grace.
She is too great in this,"
But her hands slowly started to travel into uncharted territory.
[Master, something is rising, and I'm sure it's not the shield hero]
Rayla's touch traveled along Aizel's back, her fingers gliding with practiced precision.
As her hand ventured lower, a wave of discomfort surged through Aizel's body, instinctively alerting him to the boundary that had been crossed.
Quickly responding, he seized her hand and forcefully stopped its motion.
"Let's just not go there; I don't want to make this awkward," he said.
"I was just trying to give you a massage," Rayla replied.
She looked so calm that it looked like it was not her mistake.
Do Whiskerkins give this type of massage too? It's weird," Aizel thought.
[Master, let her give it to you. I promise I won't tell Daisy]
Shut up,"
"I don't need that type of massage, and I am okay now."
"Okay! Now it's your turn."
"Huh.. sorry, what?"
"Give me a message to hurry."
Rayla swiftly pivoted, presenting her back to Aizel.
The moonlight highlighting the soft curves of her body drew Aizel's attention to her. The rising heat in his veins matched the rising intensity of his need.
Sekki, you have to control me if I cross some boundaries. I swear I will shove you in the ass of a Seafolk if you don't."
[Don't worry Master, just enjoy giving a massage to a beautiful lady]
Aizel's hands found their way to Rayla's shoulders with slow, methodical motions, and the calming pressure they applied dissolved the tension in Rayla's muscles.
Mmmmm....
"Put some more strength behind it," she said.
Aizel's hands resumed their expert ministering on Rayla's shoulders, and he increased the pressure of his touch.
Under his firm but gentle touch, the knots of stress in her muscles began to untangle and relax. His hands moved slowly and smoothly down her back, following the curve of her spine, before moving on to explore the slenderness of her waist.
Ummmmm...
The warmth of his touch and the precision of his movements conveyed a growing intimacy.
"Even you have some talent in it."
Suddenly, a black fluffy tail gripped around his Dick and pulled him closer to Ralya. While bending backward slightly, she reached out and grasped his hands, pulling them to her bosom so he could massage her breasts.
"This isn't what I signed for," Aizel said.
Aizel felt the urge to retreat, but he found himself overpowered by Rayla's superior strength.
Am I getting raped here?"
[fufu, this is so fun to watch]
"Don't worry, I just want you to massage them; they feel heavy too, you know," Rayla said with a pleading look.
"I SAID NO!" Aizle raised his voice a little, and his gaze sent a shiver down Rayla's spine as she hurriedly backed away.
"I..I am sorry, I did something I shouldn't have done. This hot spring blinded my senses."
"It's okay; we stopped in time. I don't like this type of thing. Don't pull this shit on me again."
Rayla nodded.
Aizel swiftly emerged from the hot spring, promptly donning his clothes. Rayla followed suit, and together they roused Jeffrey from his slumber before making their way back to the house.
I hope my Lord isn't angry with me. Did I make a mistake?" Rayla thought on her way back.
"Tomorrow is the day when we will head for the cursed magi." Aizel suddenly said, as the trio was walking in the forest on their way back.
"And it will also be the last day when I leave this kingdom. So before that, I wanted to thank you for your hospitality.
"You not only sparred with me, giving me many ideas and insights on the battle, but you also taught me one important lesson. I hope we won't become enemies in the future."
As Aizel spoke those words, a wellspring of emotions welled up within Rayla, causing her eyes to glisten with unshed tears.
Memories of their shared past flooded her mind, evoking both joy and sorrow. With great effort, she contained her emotions, determined not to let Aizel see her vulnerable at that moment.
"Don't worry, I will always be your ally. I will come right for your help when you need me," she suddenly said.
Aizel's brows arched in surprise as he cast a fleeting glance over his shoulder upon hearing her words.
She literally has a loose screw."
[Why do you think like that? Maybe she has fallen in love with you in the past few days]
Bullshit,"
