I set my hands on her shoulders. In my previous world, I would have already received a big slap on the face by now but Suuru didn't even flinch. I moved around on top of her shirt, trying to find the spots where her muscles were entangled. After a bit of palpating around, I discovered that she was the stiffest on the level of the joints connecting her shoulders to her arms. I focused on that part, applying a little more force to relax the muscles, making her squirm a little. This was a normal reaction from people not used to receiving massages.
Out of my fifteen years of training, the entirety of the last year was an internship. It was officially called so but the reality was that I became a slave for a mid-level spatial mage trader, who happily exploited me for all I was worth. From knowing nothing about massages, I became quite an expert in them by the end of the year.
Passed the initial weirdness, Suuru got used to someone manipulating her tense muscles, and let go of her tension again. I tested the water by applying more or less force on different spots, going from her back to her forearms while passing by her shoulders and upper arms. Eventually, she relaxed, and even let a slight sigh of satisfaction out.
"So, that's a massage. It feels nice. I feel the fatigue slowly going away."
"Great. And you've seen nothing. We're just getting started."
"Really? You don't have to spend so much effort on me, you know…"
"This is nothing compared to what you did for me."
"Hm…"
She stopped protesting and I went on with kneading her muscles. A few minutes later, she was fully loosened, to the point she put on a little smile.
Now was the time.
"How is it so far, Suuru?"
"I like it. I feel very relaxed. I'll be able to work well tomorrow."
"Perfect. Are you ready for the next step?"
"There's more?"
"Of course."
"Oh… I'm ready, of course. Go ahead."
"For what comes next, I'll need you to remove your shirt."
"Alright."
I tried to say this naturally but there was no need to be too careful. Innocent Suuru didn't doubt my intention for a second and instantly removed her top. Her medium-sized breast appeared in my view, this time supported by a simple white bra, which she quickly removed too even though I didn't say anything about it. This was a well-timed initiative on her part. I now had a splendid view of her perky boobs, which looked as incredible as always. I swallowed my saliva, readying my heart.
"I-I'll continue now."
"Okay."
I placed my hands on her shoulder, this time directly touching her skin. For the first time in my life, I was in direct contact with a woman's skin, and, as expected, it felt smooth and pleasant to the touch.
I took hold of myself and resumed my massage, moving in a different direction this time. I started from the back of her nape and crossed to the front, slightly rubbing her collarbone. Then, I descended toward the part that truly interested me, the two mounts on her bust. While Suuru stayed quite stoic through my manipulation, it was my breathing that accelerated instead.
Finally, I reached the place, my hands slowly enveloping her breasts. I applied the tiniest amount of strength I could and my fingers melted in her flesh.
'Darn. So that's how women's tits feel. So soft. It's amazing.'
Her squishy chest provided me with a superbly pleasant feeling, to the point that I felt like I wouldn't mind keeping them in my hands all day long.
"I never heard about breast massage. How does it work?"
Suuru's wholesome question shook me out of my reverie.
"Y-yeah. That's why it's a secret massage only passed down within my family. It helps with blood circulation, lowers stress, and helps relax. It can even fight against insomnia and anxiety."
"Wow, all of that? That's a lot. I'll leave it to you then."
"You do that."
Truthfully, I wasn't sure if what I said was right or wrong. Yet, I wasn't one to pass on the opportunity I already created. One of the Trading Union's sayings: "Eat the chiru that's already prepared in front of you."
I wasn’t one to go against such a great saying. And so, I resumed kneading her boobs, for my utmost pleasure. I ran my palms on her skin, appreciating the flexibility of her skin, weighing them in my hands, or molding them gently. Some time passed, with me mostly playing with her tits, until I remembered my objective.
There was indeed something I wanted to test with this massage. I stopped manipulating her boobs and focused on a particular place, her nipples. Even though I already ran my palms through them a few times, I now put all my attention on them. I used my fingers to delicately rub them, waiting to see how Suuru would react. At first, nothing much happened. I tried to run circles around them, pinch them lightly, and even flicker them a little.
Just when I thought it was ineffective, Suuru finally gave a reaction. Her breathing accelerated a little while tiny moans began to escape her lips. Following this, the most pleasant result I could hope for occurred. While running my fingers on her nipples, I progressively felt them hardening. Within a few tens of seconds, they erected, standing proudly over her chest.
I secretly cheered inside my heart. This was proof that sexual stimulation affected women of this world. Or, at least, it affected Suuru. And if it worked on Suuru, there was a lot of chance it could work on others too. The girl was now panting a little, getting a bit red-faced.
"Tila… Wait, Tila. I'm feeling a bit, um, a bit weird."
This was music to my ears.
"Yes, this is the expected effect of this massage. It's proof that it's working well."
"R-really?"
"Absolutely. Tell me, how are you feeling exactly?"