A Novel's Beast World

39. Worth It

Final update for today, May 2nd.  Here's a heads up.  I may have to decrease the number of updates soon.  Probably, three to two each time.  I haven't been writing as much lately. 

Enjoy.

Qingqing didn't show up for a couple of days. Wank and Blue Bell fought a lot. I set up a betting ring on who would win the daily skirmish. I always lost. As I was a broke ass deadbeat and the two beasts refused for me to pay anything, the currency was pets. I don't get mad, since losing is also a win for me. Both Harvey and Shuu seem happy with the results.

I was itching for some swimming, but remembered how well that went last time. No fucking way I can look at a certain hawk man now. Better to pretend the problem didn't exist. Yeah, it's the perfect plan for a smart bitch like me.

I was bored as hell and had a surprising amount of energy. I wasn't a yoga person, but who cares now. I've done a lot of shit that I didn't think I could or would. I started stretching. Harvey would 'help' when he was home. He thought he was helping anyway. Unfortunately for my horny ass, I would end up worse off.

"Slower Drew. You shouldn't pull a muscle." Doctor mode Harvey can double as a trainer. Having a personal trainer is cool. He can give me lessons. Private lessons? Fuck. Good job me. Don't think, feel.

"Slower." Fuck. Don't feel either, or hear. Everything is going to sound dirty.

"I think I'm done Harvey." I was in multiple ways.

"Okay. Do you hurt at all or are you sore?" Harvey must not know that I'm always sore. Having boobs suck.

"I'm okay." Apparently, I reached up and started massaging my shoulder on reflex. Harvey brought some ginger to me, but held on to it.

"Can I treat your shoulders? This should help ease up the strain on your muscles." Free massage. Hell yeah.

"Please." Harvey gave an excellent massage. I thought it might be a terrible idea since my needy ass was already worked up, but it was perfect. I even laid face down for a better experience and remembered something.

"And this is how I met your mother." Pfft. I giggled at my own humor.

"Pardon?"

"Sorry. This is how we met. I was face down in your hut. I pulled my back." That did hurt like a bitch.

"I see." He continued to be God's gift with holy hands. Got to wipe the drool, but damn, that's like work. "How's your back now?" I grunted in response. If he wants words, he's going to have to stop.

Apparently he took that as 'work needed' and started tackling the muscles in my back. I won't complain. We were doing great until he made his way lower. He wasn't doing anything dirty. It was all me. Can't I let myself get a nice message without thinking like a hoe.

I didn't stop him. I tried to enjoy it and I fucking was. Just in multiple ways. His hands slid to my ass and the 'ah ha' hit me. I didn't tell him to stop. I tried not to moan into the furs.

***

Harvey kneaded my ass and I shivered in response. I don't think this is going to stay a massage. Harvey worked his way down my thighs and I had to hold my breath in anticipation. Sadly he moved down to my legs and feet. It did feel good, but I'm sure this fucker can read me. Is he messing with me?

He slowly worked his way up my legs. Fucker is definitely messing with me. He focused on the fronts even though it would have been easier for me to flip over. I wasn't going to let him see my face right now, so my ass stayed put.