Ariane & Otto

Ariane approached Ser Otto, ‘How about that massage you offered, Otto? We have time now.’

The Paladin nodded, ‘Oh, yes. I nearly forgot, my apologies.’

‘Come with me, we don’t want to disturb the others,’ Ariane picked up one of the bedrolls and headed away from the campsite.

‘As you wish, lead the way,’ Ser Otto stood from his spot and followed Ariane.

The elf sorceress swayed her hips sensually, as she looked for a secluded spot. Finding it in a clearing, she laid down the bedroll. She turned to Otto, ‘Would you mind taking your armour off? I don’t want cold steel touching me during the massage.’

‘Very well,’ Otto nodded, ‘If you will give me a hand it will be quicker.’

Ariane smirked, ‘I thought you’d never ask.’ She approached Ser von Bismarck and started to help him undo the clasps holding his plate armour in place. Piece by piece, they removed the heavy plates and soon Otto stood only in his under-shirt, breeches and boots.

He stretched himself a moment, ‘Mmmh~, how liberating. You only notice how heavy that armour is once you are free from it again.’

Ariane took a moment to admire his muscles under his shirt, she giggled, ‘My, maybe it’s you who’d need a massage. But I’m not sure my hands would be strong enough to even make a dent in those muscles.’

‘I appreciate the offer, but I promised to help you with your soreness first,’ Otto said, ‘Come, let’s sit down.’

Ariane and Otto sat down on the bedroll and Ariane turned her back to Otto. Draping her hair forward, Ariane pulled down the collar of her dress to bare her shoulders to Otto, ‘Be gentle at first, please.’

Otto laid his strong hands on Ariane’s shoulders and started to rub them gently, ‘Is this alright?’

Ariane closed her eyes and moaned almost erotically, ‘Mmmm~, yes, just like that.’

‘You shoulders are quite stiff,’ Otto said and continued the shoulder rub, ‘Should I do it a bit stronger?’

‘I hope they are not the only thing “stiff” tonight,’ Ariane giggled, ‘Yes, do me harder, Ser Otto.’

‘I’m not sure I follow what you mean,’ Otto said and increased the pressure on her shoulders.

‘Aaah~, yes. So good, don’t stop,’ Ariane moaned.

Otto continued for a few minutes, a bit perplexed by her reaction to the massage. He stopped his movements, ‘Is that good, how are you feeling?’

‘Wh-What? It’s over?’ Ariane looked at Otto a bit disappointed, ‘I’m feeling wonderful, thanks for that, but...’