Her resolve melts.

“Fine,” Johanna sighed, leaning back into the larger man’s grip, “But tomorrow, I don’t want to hear any griping.” Bone rewarded her decision by leaning into her, reaching forward, and pulling a berry from the pile, pressing it to her lips. Johanna granted the tiny fruit entry, and Bone’s finger followed, receiving the attention of her tongue for a brief moment before he removed it. Johanna was in a good mood, perhaps because of the excellent massage, perhaps because of the prospect of staying out of the sun today, and perhaps because she had, in fact, had a very good orgasm earlier this morning. Whatever the reason, she didn’t want to spoil it, and so she just closed her eyes and let Bone continue his ministrations.

Now that they were done eating and committed to a day of relaxation, Bone managed to convince Johanna to lie down. He spread out her coat on the ground, and she lay face-down on top of it, glad to have something between her bare torso and the jungle floor. Bone removed her boots and socks as she was down, and managed to convince her to give up her belt, as well, since the buckle wasn’t exactly comfortable when lying prone. He continued to massage her, then, slower and more sensually now, but Johanna wasn’t exactly in the mood to object. She liked the softer side of Bone, or at least, it wasn’t as bad. Sure, she thought, as he lifted her hips momentarily, he was still a lying, thieving, cheating bastard of a pirate. But he was good with his hands, and for some reason she trusted that he would actually follow her instructions without complaint come tomorrow. Bone was working her calves, now, and they definitely needed the attention after yesterday’s climbing. Bone was probably sore, too, but that only made the fact that he was focusing his efforts on her pleasure all the better. Perhaps a bit of an ache in his muscles would keep the pirate in line next time he tried something.

Something like groping her rear. He worked the bare flesh of her ass for a few moments before Johanna grunted at him and reached down to lazily slap away his hands. He stopped, catching her hand and beginning to massage her palm instead. His hands felt warm and powerful around hers, reminding her again of his size and strength compared to her. Another reminder that, in some ways, he had been less problematic than he could have been. Sure, she was lying naked beneath him while he ran his hands all over her, but she had chosen to spend her day as the subject of his attentions. He was following her instructions, really. Okay, so when Bone leaned down and asked her to flip over, she was technically following his instructions, but it was only so he could continue to serve her needs, not the other way around.

Johanna let out a satisfied sigh as Bone’s hands worked along her stomach, then moved up to massage her shoulders and upper arms, brushing lightly but purposefully against her breasts as they passed them. She opened a single eye to lazily glare at the pirate, but was too relaxed to offer any direct objection. Bone flashed Johanna a toothy grin, and continued to work her arms. In all actuality, she might not be opposed to letting him dote on some of her more private areas, now. She was already naked, and his talented hands would feel oh-so-nice working her breasts or stroking between her legs. And she could probably stop him before things got too far out of hand, right? Bone’s hands were working their way up her arms to her shoulders again, and she knew he’d make another attempt at her chest after that. The question is: would she stop him?