Wishing list: massage

 Aizawa lit the last of the scented candles and wandered over to the nightstand to pick some music on his phone and set it down.

<i>Lighting, music, oil... and the drop sheet is laid out. Is that everything</i>? He gave the room a harsh once-over, peering at every angle. As he was studiously making sure the ambiance was perfect he heard her splashing in the bathroom.

"Finishing up, dear?"

"Yeah," she called out. "I'm drying off now."

"Good. I'm ready for you." He rubbed his hands briskly together and pulled the small table he set up closer. On it were a small stack of towels and a warm bowl of water where the oil bottle floated.

Elly glided dreamily into the room, naked and all smiles as she took in how he had transformed the room for her. His hair was tied back in a tight bun and he was dressed in a single black thong. He wore the revealing, tight-fitting garment without the slightest trace of self consciousness. He had also removed his prosthetic leg and set it aside for now, since oil and latex didn't quite mix.

She eyed him in approval, an aroused blush staining her cheeks pink. "This is lovely, Shota."

He gestured towards the bed. "Lay on your stomach with your head on the rolled up towels." He demonstrated when she laid down and soon she was resting comfortably.

He started with a light touch, grazing her skin without any oil and just his fingertips from the nape of her neck down to her toes. When he got close he kissed her between the shoulders and smiled when she sighed. His hands were almost tickling, skimming along just enough to cause a pleasant sexual tension.

Next, he took a little of the oil and massaged her back in long, even strokes. She immediately started to purr and the sound almost derailed him, but he continued working on her whole body, rubbing each leg and even every individual toe. Once she was pliant and completely relaxed, he kneaded a little harder, working with the flow of her muscles and concentrating on her neck and shoulders at first. She carried a lot of stress from her gear, so he made sure to rub until it was fully gone and she was moaning with pleasure.

"Sho, baby, you're too good at this."

"I don't think I can be too good at anything," he grunted. Then his voice grew softer, a dark thrill running through it as he stroked her side. "It's time to roll over so I can do your front."

"Mmmn." She sighed and flopped bonelessly to the side.

Aizawa snorted and took over, using a piece of the sheet to grip her so he could get her in position. "Sleepy kitty," he murmured.

"Mm hmm."

He rubbed his oiled hands on her breasts, spiraling closer to her nipples on each pass. "Too sleepy for fun?"

"Mnn, not too sleepy. But you're gonna have to do all the work." She gasped when he bent and tickled a nipple with the tip of his tongue.

"That's okay. You lay back and enjoy yourself." Elly hummed, rolling her head to the side with her eyes closed. There was the sweetest of frowns on her face, one that suggested his touch was getting her very excited.

Aizawa got on top, kneeling over her, and squeezed more oil out. He rubbed this not on her this time but his chest, avoiding the dark sprawl of hair and slicking his body down further until he reached his firming member. A few quick strokes, squeezing hard at the tip, and he was ready. Instead of getting on with things, though, he settled down and rubbed his body against her.

"Oh god, you're so slippery," she breathed. "This feels amazing."

"Hmm." He kissed her, stroking her curves and rubbing their bellies together. She instinctively tried to wrap her legs around him and only grew more electrified when she couldn't get a grip. "Ches," he whispered suddenly in such a harsh voice that she knew what was happening. "Ches, kitten, I'm gonna come!"

"Sexy," she murmured as he shuddered through his orgasm.

Aizawa was less than pleased. Once he was finished he swore and ripped the tight fabric off, throwing it directly in the waste basket on the side of the bed. "Fucking thing."

"I liked it."

"You're not satisfied yet," he grumbled, sliding down until he was between her legs. "I'll fix <i>that</i>."

The scruffy man was not usually into oral sex but he devoured her like it was his favorite past time, licking and kissing gently at first but ravenously, moaning and making a lot of noise. His eagerness almost thrilled her more than the act itself but he'd clearly done research and his studies paid off. He went with the flat of his tongue first, bobbing his head and keeping to the lower folds while he lightly tickled the top with his fingers. He licked his way up to his fingertips and them removed them in favor of the tip of his tongue, which he dabbed at the folds on top until her clitorus revealed itself to him.

Aizawa kissed her there.

"Ohmigod, honey did you just -"

He did it again, humming in the back of his throat and then swirled his tongue around. Her cries grew louder, her hips jerking towards him when he used a firmer touch. "Harder?"

"Yes!" She groaned. "Sho, baby, I want you to kiss my pussy lips like you do me. Please. A French kiss with your sweet, sweet tongue -"

He swallowed hard, his penis twitching at the dirty talk though it was spent. "Yes, my queen," he whispered, and did just that, nuzzling his upper lip on her clit while he closed his eyes and kissed her passionately.

"Oh, <i>Shota</i> f - fff..! It's so <i>good</i>!" As she was tossing her head on the pillow and gasping, thighs starting to shake, he wrapped his lips around the swollen button and sucked her to finish. He was pleased to hear her come absolutely undone, screaming as she lost all her inhibitions in the moment of release.

Elly came to with her sex twitching, breathing hard. Aizawa was wiping her oily body off with one of the towels put there for that purpose. She stared at him with a huge grin spreading across her sex-flushed features.

"I take it you enjoyed yourself?" He asked in his driest tone of voice.

She burst out laughing and hugged him.