[Eustace vaguely heard the man questioning Tifa and he turns his head slightly towards her, but he doesn't see anything amiss, just the man's fingers moving over her body.
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Again, he knows he shouldn't think of anything, especially since he had allowed himself to relax under his own therapist's hands, and yet...
As if sensing his discontent, the woman's fingers drift down from the top of his head to his brows, gently rubbing them.
"Bit rough here—you must be a serious one, always have a lot on your mind, huh?" The voice is light, almost teasing as if knowing his true thoughts. He doesn't answer, instead just letting out a quiet sigh.
She has a point, though. This isn't something that should bother him, especially as long as she's able to relax. If he can feel good, so should she.
And that's how the rest of the session roughly goes, with the massage therapists proving their skills. As if deeming they had "stirred the pot" enough, the two glanced at each other with grins before setting to work, giving the two a complete massage. Although it wouldn't be an intense session, they would limber up their arms and legs and apply enough oils and lotion that by the time are finished they will feel a lot looser and limber.
Of course, their "treatment" wouldn't end there. After changing they would return to their rooms where the adjoining hot springs is being prepared. It's one private for their own use so they could take their time to relax and enjoy themselves. They could go in separately, but that would ruin the point of this and they'd be wearing bathing suits, anyway. Besides, the staff are very intent in servicing them up until they get in the bath, helping take their clothes to be laundered and bringing in some light fruits and drinks for them to share. So they weren't going to leave until the two wound up in or around the hot springs regardless.
Once the two are alone, they can finally take a good look at the private spring and..............well that's their own business. later losers]
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Again, he knows he shouldn't think of anything, especially since he had allowed himself to relax under his own therapist's hands, and yet...
As if sensing his discontent, the woman's fingers drift down from the top of his head to his brows, gently rubbing them.
"Bit rough here—you must be a serious one, always have a lot on your mind, huh?" The voice is light, almost teasing as if knowing his true thoughts. He doesn't answer, instead just letting out a quiet sigh.
She has a point, though. This isn't something that should bother him, especially as long as she's able to relax. If he can feel good, so should she.
And that's how the rest of the session roughly goes, with the massage therapists proving their skills. As if deeming they had "stirred the pot" enough, the two glanced at each other with grins before setting to work, giving the two a complete massage. Although it wouldn't be an intense session, they would limber up their arms and legs and apply enough oils and lotion that by the time are finished they will feel a lot looser and limber.
Of course, their "treatment" wouldn't end there. After changing they would return to their rooms where the adjoining hot springs is being prepared. It's one private for their own use so they could take their time to relax and enjoy themselves. They could go in separately, but that would ruin the point of this and they'd be wearing bathing suits, anyway. Besides, the staff are very intent in servicing them up until they get in the bath, helping take their clothes to be laundered and bringing in some light fruits and drinks for them to share. So they weren't going to leave until the two wound up in or around the hot springs regardless.
Once the two are alone, they can finally take a good look at the private spring and..............well that's their own business.
later losers]