Volume 1 Chapter 24 Being Treated By The Elf Sister II ♥
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Aliona quickly tied her long blonde hair into a ribbon, muttering to herself, “I can’t just leave him like this, can I?”.
In front of her stood Kian, a dark-haired youth, patiently waiting on the bath chair.
She was going to clean his body, that’s all.
She didn’t want to send him away just yet, so she decided to help him.
”Can you lend me your glasses for a bit? I’ll hold onto them while you finish washing.”
Aliona tucked a thin strand of hair behind her ear as she reached out her hand.
Kian shook his head.
”I’d rather keep my glasses on. I always wear them, even when I bathe.”
”Really? Then… how do you wash your face?”
”I wash it with my glasses on.”
”Wait, what!? Seriously? How does that even work?”
”Like this.”
Kian casually cupped some water in his hands and splashed it over his face, glasses and all, before scrubbing at his face without a second thought.
”See? No problem.”
”Kian… you’re so… unconventional.”
Aliona forced a small smile as Kian swept his damp bangs out of his face.
She thought he was a little odd, but decided not to dwell on it.
She turned back to the basin and began lathering soap with quick movements.
Once the foam was ready, she scooped it onto a sponge and gently placed her hand on Kian’s back.
(His back is so firm… Not at all like mine.)
She moved the sponge carefully, spreading the suds over his bronzed skin.
As she continued, she scooped up more foam with her left hand and worked it into the sponge.
”I’ll wash the front too.”
Since she couldn’t move around to face him directly, she reached her arms around from behind.
It felt a bit strange—almost like she was hugging him.
Wearing only a thin slip, her chest pressed against his back slightly, softening under the pressure.
(Oh no… I’m not wearing any undergarments. What if this gets wet and see-through?)
Despite her thoughts, Aliona continued to trace the strong contours of Kian’s chest and abs with her hands.
Kian let out a small, contented sigh.
It reminded her of the sound he made when he…
She quickly pushed the thought aside.
(When we first met, he seemed so slender and boyish…)
Now, his body had grown so strong and defined.
Compared to other adventurers, he was still on the lean side, but to Aliona, he had an ideal build for a man.
Those overly bulky adventurers always made her uncomfortable.
”Do you have any itchy spots?”
”Well, it’s awkward to say, but… around my lower area.”
”I’ll leave that for you to handle yourself later.”
”In that case, my chest. The area around my chest hair has been itchy.”
”Alright, I can do that.”
Sliding her arms under his, she reached his chest and spread a thick layer of foam over the hair.
She pressed her fingers lightly into his pectoral muscles, working the lather in gentle, circular motions.
Occasionally, her fingers grazed his collarbone or rubbed against his underarms.
Each time she applied a bit more pressure, her body instinctively pressed closer to his back, causing the tips of her breasts to flatten and rub against his firm muscles.
”Ah…”
Kian’s sudden shift made her chest rub more firmly against his back, sending a jolt through her.
She accidentally let out a soft sound but quickly bit her lip.
Fortunately, Kian seemed to ignore it like a gentleman.
”…….”
”Ms. Aliona, you’re… really good at this.”
”…….”
”Ahh… that feels amazing.”
”…….”
Without a word, Aliona continued scrubbing Kian’s body with meticulous care, avoiding his scars and gently removing the dirt and sweat from his skin.
But every so often, when he let out a low groan of relief, her cheeks burned hotter.
Her body, now pressed against his, was slick with soap and water.
Her soaked slip clung to her curves, the wet fabric making squelching noises every time she moved.
The sensation was incredibly embarrassing, almost as if she was doing something far more intimate than just washing his back.
”It’s like a dream, Ms. Aliona.”
”Huh?”
”To be treated so gently by a wonderful woman like you…”
”I just couldn’t turn you away. This is special.”
”Even so, I’m happy. I’ll work even harder from tomorrow. I’ll work hard, earn money, and make you proud, Ms. Aliona.”
”….Kian, you don’t have to say it…”
”I know without you saying it. But someday, I’ll make you take me seriously.”
”I don’t know. Why would someone like me, an old lady, appeal to you? I pray to you, take care of the wine, and the rest of the time, I’m just a woman without a hint of sexiness, kneading herbs in the basement.”
”Don’t put yourself down like that. Ms. Aliona is a goddess. She’s not unattractive; she just hasn’t had much interaction with men. Does she ever go to balls or any place where she can communicate with men on a daily basis, other than this convent full of women?”
”I used to, but… well, that was a long time ago. Now I’m just an old lady being called ‘mom’ or ‘auntie’ by the young’uns.”
”Imagine having a spa facility in the basement with herbal baths, and women taking care of their beauty and health. Imagine wearing a white dress and walking down the street. Every man you pass would look back at you. Just thinking about it makes me feel jealous flames burning.”
Kian’s constant flattery is making her cheeks blush, but he’s so sincere that she can’t brush it off.
If he were a flirt, she could just say no and be done with it, but this is Kian.
He must be serious if he’s saying this.
(He sees me as a woman… not just some nagging old lady…)
Doubt fills her as she grips the sponge tighter.
The foam bubbles and soaks into her skin.
As she reaches for more foam, Kian gently grabs her wrist.
”Ms. Aliona.”
He whispers softly. She could easily brush off his hand if she wanted to, but she remains still, feeling the warmth of his young hand.
”Just this once, please… cleanse the wound I got today with these pure and beautiful hands of yours? I promise I won’t break my promise again.”
”W-What?!?”
His hand gently touches hers, and she feels a hard, erect rod.
He rubs her finger against the glistening head of his penis, already wet with pre-cum.
”No, stop… I told you yesterday that it was a one-time thing!”
”Can’t you show me some mercy? I want to gain strength to live tomorrow. I’m willing to break my promise, I just want to touch you… I admire you so much.”
”…… No, not like this…”
(What should I do…?)
He speaks like a knight in a fairy tale, using poetic words, but his actions are more primal as she strokes his penis, arousing raw desires.
He guides her hand, and she sloshes her palm in a liquid, perhaps a mixture of soap and lube, the exact concoction unknown.
”Squeeze my cock with your hand. I want to cum in your grip.”
”Oh, no, that’s… not right.”
”I’m a man, and my desires are primal. I know it’s not befitting a lady like yourself, Ms. Aliona…”
(I’m no lady either. I’m a woman of earthly desires.)
She’s not some innocent girl dreaming of a prince.
When it comes to love…
She’s a woman of flesh and blood, preferring a month’s stay in a rented room to a bouquet of flowers.
”Please, caress my c*ck…”
”…”
”I want you to touch me. Touch me, Ms. Aliona.”.
”……, ……. .”
(I, I…)
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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