Offer her some more massaging

"Poppy, would you like to lie down next to the campfire? That way, you can relax even more," you suggest.

She agrees, almost a bit embarrassed to be seen in this state. She lays down on her stomach on a bed of leaves beside the fire.

"John, it's a bit embarrassing, but would you continue the massage? I can't remember the last time I felt something so wonderful, and I don't want it to end," Poppy asks shyly.

Honored and also a bit embarrassed, you quickly agree to her request. "Is it okay if I take off my armor so you can knead my entire back?" she asks, not waiting for your response before her hands are already working on the clasps of her tunic.

With her armor removed, she lies before you in a thin linen shirt. It's incredible how strong she seems despite her small size. Her muscles stand out through the fabric, yet she appears light and agile. You continue the massage, your hands moving lower down her back, which, like her shoulders, becomes softer under your pressure.

"That feels so good," she moans softly. "Please go a bit lower; my hip muscles always ache so much after a whole day of carrying my hammer and throwing my buckler."

With that, her small Yordle hands grasp the waistband of her linen trousers and push it down slightly, revealing the transition from her back to her hips. You think she is unaware of it, but this makes the upper part of her buttocks visible. The sheer strength of the muscle mass is breathtaking, and yet you are suddenly aware of how strong the feminine allure of a Yordle can be. Heat rises to your face, and you try not to look at her cute Yordle butt while you continue massaging her and let your hands dance around her hips.

Her hip muscles are extremely tense, just as she said. You let your hands work their way over her hips, feeling the firm, toned muscles beneath her skin. Poppy lets out a soft sigh of contentment, and you can see her body relaxing even more under your touch.

"That feels amazing," she murmurs. "You're really good at this, John."

You smile, pleased by her response. "I'm glad you're enjoying it, Poppy. You deserve to relax after everything we've been through."

As you continue to massage her hips, your hands move lower, grazing the upper part of her buttocks. Poppy doesn't seem to mind, so you take it as a sign to keep going. Your hands gently knead the firm muscles, and you can feel her body responding to your touch.

"Poppy, you're so strong," you say softly. "It's incredible how much power is packed into such a small frame."

She chuckles, her body shifting slightly under your hands. "Thanks, John. It's not always easy being a Yordle, but we have our strengths."

You can sense a deeper connection forming between you as the massage continues. Your touch becomes more intimate, your hands exploring her body with increasing confidence. Poppy's breathing deepens, and you can hear the soft moans of pleasure escaping her lips.

Encouraged by her reactions, you let your hands slide lower, massaging her thighs and the back of her legs. Poppy's body seems to melt under your touch, her muscles relaxing completely.

"That feels so good," she whispers. "I don't want it to end."

You lean in closer, your hands moving back up to her lower back, kneading the muscles with firm yet gentle pressure. "It doesn't have to end," you murmur. "Just let yourself relax and enjoy the moment."

Poppy sighs contentedly, her body going limp as she gives in to the sensations. Your hands move back to her hips, gently caressing the firm muscles and letting your fingers brush against the soft skin.

"You're really amazing, Poppy," you whisper, your voice filled with admiration.

She turns her head slightly, looking up at you with a soft smile. "You're pretty amazing too, John. Thank you for this."

Feeling a surge of affection for her, you let your hands continue their gentle exploration. Poppy's body is a marvel of strength and grace, and you can't help but be captivated by her.

As the massage continues, the firelight casts a warm glow over the two of you, creating a cocoon of intimacy and trust. Poppy's eyes close, and her breathing becomes slow and steady. You can tell that she's completely relaxed, her body and mind at ease.

The massage gradually becomes more sensual, your hands moving with a slow, deliberate rhythm. Poppy's skin is soft and warm under your touch, and you can feel the heat radiating from her body. Her small, delicate hands occasionally brush against yours, adding to the intimacy of the moment.