Chapter 77: A Little Massage Won't Hurt

He rubbed his hands together and blew on them to get warm.

"It's really cold, right?"

He said, not even glancing her way.

"Indeed, it is."

She agreed.

She had her feet planted on the ground with her knees raised, her hands resting on top of them.

He glanced beside him at Alice, who was sleeping with her mouth wide open.

'Looks like all that horse riding and squirting really wiped her out. Good, good.'

He thought, feeling his confidence grow like a fire being stoked.

"How are you even sitting like that in just a flimsy tunic?"

He asked, eyebrows shooting up like they were on springs.

"Ha, this? I'm actually more susceptible to the cold at night, being a dark elf and all. And besides, this is comfortable. See?"

She extended her arms and raised them above her head, giving him a perfect view of her side breasts.

It was clear that this was exactly what she wanted him to see.

'Looks like its working.'

"Not to mention, this gives me the freedom to move around. Plus, my body is naturally warm."

She said with a playful smirk.

"Really? Naturally warm? Are you a fire elf or something?"

"He, he, he. No, silly. Just one of the perks of being a dark elf."

"How warm could you possibly be in this situation? Seems like you're just putting on a tough exterior to impress me, huh?"

"Oh, really? Well, why don't you touch me and feel the warmth yourself? Or are you too scared to do that?"

She fired back with a smirk.

"Oh, really? Alright, lets see how warm you are."

'Activate touch of lust.'

He felt a rush of relief as he saw his plan working.

He grinned, feeling a surge of satisfaction as he saw his groundwork paying off.

It seemed like she had taken the bait, wanting him to see her as more than just powerful—maybe even a little fiery and desirable.

She extended her arm for him to touch, but he skillfully avoided it, opting instead to go straight for her belly and placing his whole palm on it.

She was used to being the one who teased, the one who held all the cards.

But now, this guy was flipping the script on her.

And strangely enough, she found herself liking it.

It was like discovering a whole new flavor, something she never knew she craved until it was right in front of her.

'And his touches...it is somehow different.'

"Okay, hear me out. Sit right here, in front of me. That way, we can share body warmth. I know you're not exactly craving my body heat, but I can make it worth your while by giving you a nice shoulder rub. What do you say?"

Sable's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"S-shoulder rub? W-why?"

"Because your body's probably all tensed up from all that riding and whatnot. Trust me, a nice massage will do wonders for you."

Kaisen explained with a reassuring smile of an innocent man who does not have any ulterior motive at all.

Sable hesitated, her gaze meeting his for a moment.

He could see the uncertainty flickering in her eyes, like a candle flame in a breeze.

'Come on, fall for it. Fall for it.'

"O-okay."

Sable agreed, her voice a hesitant whisper.

As she crawled toward him, he couldn't help but notice the way her breasts swayed gently inside her tunic, like ripe fruit on a tree branch.

'Damn.'

He spread his legs wide, making room for Sable to sit in front of him.

As she settled in front of him, he couldn't help but notice the generous curve of her buttocks, like perfectly formed bubbles begging to be squeezed.

'Just wanna lay my head in them.'

"So, now what?"

She asked, her hands resting on her lap.

"Just stay like that, I'll give you the massage."

Kaisen replied, his heart racing with anticipation.

'Touch of lust, I'm counting on you.'

Just as he was about to begin, a sudden system message popped up, momentarily distracting him from the task at hand.

[Quick Time Event: Massage Sable the Knightess's breasts.]

[Reward: 150 Lust Points]

[Lust Points: 52/100]