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Chapter 9
🕑 Added 2025-04-08 10:15:23 +0000 UTC"Hey, let me show you something I learned. I was once taught how to massage by some monk during a mission," he said, his voice smooth with confidence.
'That's a complete lie,' he thought, but his smirk remained unreadable.
"This is gonna be fun," she said, setting her drink down with a playful glint in her eyes. She turned as he instructed, presenting her back to him without hesitation.
Travis placed his hands on her shoulders, his touch firm yet teasing as he kneaded her muscles. At first, it was just a massage—his fingers working out the tension—but soon, his hands wandered lower, his touch shifting from mere relaxation to something far more intimate.
His fingertips traced slow, deliberate circles along her spine, pressing into sensitive spots that made her shiver under his touch.
Kushina let out a relaxed sigh as Travis’ hands worked over her shoulders, kneading the tension out of her muscles. She had expected something casual, but the moment his fingers pressed into her skin, a slow warmth spread through her body.
“Mmm… that’s… actually nice,” she murmured, closing her eyes.
Travis smirked. ‘Yeah, she’s already melting.’
His hands moved with deliberate slowness, rolling over her shoulders before trailing down her spine. He kept his touch firm but smooth, kneading the tightness out of her back while subtly drawing small circles with his thumbs. His fingers slid lower, pressing into the dip of her waist before gliding back up, his thumbs teasing along the sides of her ribs.
Kushina shivered.
“Damn, you’re actually good at this,” she muttered, her voice softer now.
Travis leaned in slightly, his breath close to her ear. “Told you. Monks know their stuff.”
Kushina chuckled, though it came out breathier than she expected.
Then his hands moved again, slower this time. He pressed into her lower back, tracing small patterns before gliding up toward her shoulder blades. His fingers brushed the sensitive spots near the sides of her chest—barely there, but enough to make her breath hitch.
She tensed for half a second, her eyes snapping open, but then—damn it—her body betrayed her. A soft, involuntary sigh slipped past her lips.
Travis caught it immediately. His smirk deepened.
“You okay?” he asked, his voice low, teasing.
Kushina swallowed, cursing the warmth creeping into her face. “Y-yeah, just… keep going.”
He did. And with every slow, deliberate motion of his hands, her body melted further under his touch.
Travis let his fingers roam with purpose, sliding down her back and pressing into the small of it, then working their way back up with slow, deliberate strokes. Kushina’s breathing deepened, her body unconsciously leaning into his touch.
‘Yeah, she’s into it,’ he thought smugly, feeling the subtle shift in her posture.
His hands lingered just a little longer on her sides, his thumbs grazing the curve beneath her ribs before sliding up to her shoulders again. He leaned in, his breath teasing her ear.
“You’re really tense,” he murmured. “Want me to go lower?”
Kushina stiffened for a split second, but then she sighed, as if surrendering to the moment. “Mmm… yeah. Feels good.”
Travis smirked. That was all the invitation he needed.
His hands trailed down her back again, this time dipping to the top of her hips. He applied just enough pressure to keep it from feeling casual, his fingers pressing into her waist, then gliding lower. Kushina shifted slightly, a small noise escaping her lips before she caught herself.
Travis chuckled. “Relax, it’s just a massage.”
She huffed. “I am relaxed.”
“Yeah?” His thumbs stroked slow circles over her lower back, barely above her hips. “Because you seem a little… sensitive.”
Kushina bit her lip, her cheeks burning. “Shut up and keep going.”
Before she knew it, a wave of heat coursed through Kushina’s body, her core tingling as wetness pooled between her thighs. She bit her lip, trying to stifle the moans threatening to escape, but the sensation was too overwhelming. Soft gasps slipped past her lips as her body trembled under his touch.
Travis smirked, watching with satisfaction as she unraveled before him, her resistance crumbling. He didn’t need to move an inch—his chakra did all the work, flowing in delicate yet precise pulses to the most sensitive spots inside her. Every shift in energy sent another jolt of pleasure through her, making her thighs quiver and her breath hitch.
It was almost too easy. The moment he considered the idea, he understood exactly how to manipulate his chakra to maximize her pleasure, as if his body instinctively knew how to push her toward bliss.
Kushina’s body arched, her grip tightening on the sheets as she edged closer to release. Just a little more—
But suddenly, the sensation vanished.
Her eyes snapped open in frustration as Travis withdrew his chakra and stood up, stretching as if nothing had happened.
"Alright, that’s enough," he said casually before heading toward the bathroom.
Kushina sat there in stunned silence, her body still aching with the lingering traces of pleasure. The tension coiled inside her slowly faded, leaving her unsatisfied and irritated. Her fingers clenched into fists as she turned to glare at his retreating figure.
'That tease… He knows exactly what he’s doing,' she thought, her body burning with frustration and need.
After that, they hangout, but Kushina was still frusted. Time passed and he had to go, Kushina hurriedly went to her room. She needed to get all he heldback out.
After that, they spent time together, hanging out as if nothing had happened. Travis remained relaxed, smirking every now and then, while Kushina tried to act normal, but the lingering frustration gnawed at her. No matter how much she laughed or engaged in conversation, the heat in her body wouldn’t subside. Every time she glanced at him, she was reminded of the way he had pushed her to the edge—only to leave her hanging.
She shifted in her seat, pressing her thighs together in an attempt to soothe the ache. It didn’t help. If anything, it only made it worse.
Time passed, and eventually, Travis had to leave.
The moment he stepped out, Kushina didn’t waste a second. She rushed to her room, shutting the door behind her with a quiet click. Her breaths came out in short, frustrated puffs as she climbed onto her bed, her body still tingling with unsatisfied need.
She needed to let it all out—all the pent-up tension he had built inside her.
TO BE CONTINUED
