Something About You

25 : Massage

"Take off your shirt."

"What?" I widened my eyes.

"Take off your shirt. How am I gonna do it if you have your shirt on?"

"It's only a belly massage! Oh my god, you're so weird." I sighed.

I lay flat on my back and pull my shirt up, only exposing my belly while Rosé was reading the instruction on the oil bottle she brought from the pharmacy. She wanted to buy me some pills but after Rosé told the pharmacist about my symptoms, the pharmacist advised her to just do some massages instead. She said it's just a common bloating and cramping.

"I'm not sure how to do a belly massage. Should I search for it?" she asked, looking at my face before her eyes stared long at my exposed belly.

"If you want to. I'm not sure either."

"It's fine. I'll do it my way then."

She started to pour some amount of the oil on my skin and she spread it all over my belly. Though it was not supposed to be something to be turned on about, I still tried hard not to make a sound. Her slender fingers are really something to me.

She started with massaging the centre, gently giving a light pressure with both her thumbs. She moved them in circular motion and moved from side to side. It gave me a sense of pleasure in both ways, pain relief and another one. I closed my eyes with my arm and kept my lips closed so I won't be making any noise.

"It's so tiring to stand up this long. Can I sit?"

"Yeah." I answered with my eyes closed before I felt her shifting between my legs. "Hey, where are you sitting?"

"Haha! What did you think? It's easier to move my hands here rather than sitting on the side." she laughed and continued to massage.

"Whatever. Sorry that you have take care of me right after the fashion show. You must be tired too."

"It's fine. But seriously, Sunyoung, you shouldn't have done that. You don't even know anyone here and like.. you took a taxi to go there? Alone in the night. He could've been a molester or a serial killer."

"You should've brought me along at first." I still didn't want to give in. But to be honest, her hands moving up and down, around my belly and hips wasn't something easy to resist.

"I would have if you weren't sick. For the next fashion show, we'll go together. Okay?"

A moan accidentally escaped from my mouth when she applied a gentle pressure on the lower belly area, approaching my triangle and Rosé heard that.

"Sorry? What?" she stopped massaging.

"I said, alright." I acted as if nothing happened.

She continued her massage after a while but this time her hands kept moving upwards before they respectfully landed under my breast. I kept quiet,  unsure what to say but waited for her to go further.

Her hands went lower again and continued to massage my belly. I opened my eyes and looked at her. She wasn't looking at me.

"Why did you stop?"

"Sorry, I was thinking about it. You're sick so just rest, baby."

I groaned. Since when she became this polite with me? She didn't even kiss me at the fashion show earlier. "Come on, you gotta continue what you started."

I lay back while my hands pulled her, making her being just inches away above me. She looked into my eyes with lust, trying to confirm if I was sure of what I was asking for. I parted my lips before inviting hers to contact with mine.

Her hands did continue what they were about to do earlier, cupping my tits before gently massaging them. Her thumbs grazed against my perky nipples before flicking them and I couldn't stop myself from escaping a loud moan.

"Relax a bit. This is just a massage." she playfully said it before licking my ear and the nape of my neck, which only made my body jump. I bit my lips from making any more noise when she began to wrap my nipple with warm lips while her hand gave the best pleasure to the other one. I messed with her hair as it was the closest thing to reach, signaling her that she was doing it more than right.

Her tongue won't stop flicking against it and she was good enough knowing the amount of pressure needed when she grazed my nipple with her teeth. I whimpered when she kept her hand busy pinching the other bud before switching the role of her hand and mouth.

Her hands continued to remove my pants, only to see the slippery sight under. She smirked when she noticed how lewd my face was before leaning in and started to brush her tongue over my clit. My legs wiggled, refraining themselves from locking Rosé's head between my thighs.

"You're so sexy in that black blazer." I admitted it, trying to say any word other than an embarassing moan.

"Nothing compared to when you're like this." she hummed while eating me, which made feel a vibration in my core and I just had to moan.

She moved her mouth further into my folds while her hands went on my belly to give a slight massage. I rested my legs over her shoulders when she slowed down. It wasn't long enough until she sucked on the little nub and swirled her tongue inside of me. My legs stretched and my hands clawed the bedsheet as it was too good and I couldn't find any word except for a meaningless moan.

Not wanting to finish early, she went up again and licked my lips before she tangled her tongue with mine. Her fingers once again twirled around my nipple while her other hand was drawing circles on my palm. She playfully pressed her knee up my crotch until I couldn't reply her kiss.

"Go down, please." I pleaded.

"For what?"

"Whatever you want."

She left some butterfly kisses on the flat surface before she shoved her tongue in the slippery puff and made me went crazy. She kept going deeper to the point I could feel her tongue moving fiercely in my core. My head fell back when I let out an amount of hot liquid down there.

She climbed on top of me before tucking my hair behind my ear. "Does my girl still have her bellyache?"

I wasn't able to breathe properly so I just shook my head. She smirked, pulling down my shirt again to cover my exposed body before she kissed my cheeks. "Have a good rest, or you might want to join me for a shower."

"Save that for another day, Rosé. I can't even breathe right now." I sighed but it was not a complain. She really knew how her energy and strength were much more than mine.

"Just kidding, darling. But keep your words. Saved for another day." she laughed before she left for shower.