Allies with benefits

Briar glanced up as Alastor slipped away for a moment, disappearing down one of the tunnels that branched off of the main chamber they were using before returning with a bottle of something between his teeth. She gave him a curious look and soon he explained that he felt she would enjoy the scent of the oil he retrieved. She tipped her nose up to smell the fragranced oil and hummed with delight as the notes of the spiced, sweet smelling oil filled her nose. "You were right about that," she replied with a chuckle before she lowered her head again. She did her best to not feel self conscious as Alastor moved to sit behind her, his large, masculine form beginning to lean down over her much smaller frame. After all, it was just an innocent massage and he had already seen her in far more compromising positions than this so surely there was nothing for her to be nervous about. Of course, in her own attempts to relax and calm herself she only made her face flush at the thought of everything he had seen of her, but she still held still as his paws reached for her shoulders with the warm, spiced scent of the oil he was using filling the air around them.

Immediately she could see why Alastor had started to see himself as a masseuse. He had quite the talent for it and as his massive paws started to kneed out any knots or stress in the muscles around her shoulders and the base of her neck she quickly forgot about anything that had been making her nervous before. She hummed with a pleasantly surprised delight, her eyes flickering closed while he put just the perfect amount of pressure into her shoulders and started to work more of that delicious smelling oil into her fur and skin. He occasionally pulled another hum or quiet groan from her as he worked, the longer he massaged her the more relaxed she became till she was practically putty under his paws to manipulate however he wanted. As his massaging started to work further down her sides and away from her shoulders it made her heart skip a beat, the feeling of him sitting behind her with his paws drifting down closer to her waist and hips starting to kindle a hint of that spark that she had felt the last time he and his wife shared a bed with her and Artorias.

She didn't realize it at first, not until his steadily working paws neared her lower back and waist and a slightly louder groan of enjoyment escaped her before she could stop herself. It made her face flush hot when she heard herself, her eyes blinking open with her shock at herself, but she made sure not to move so maybe she could hide her own embarrassment. There was no doubt about how amazing his massage felt, but it just felt so unlike her to give into something like this so readily and easily. It was hard to untangle how much of it was purely just from how good everything felt and how much she was simply enjoying this time she was spending with Alastor. Even though he looked so intimidating, Alastor really had proven himself to be a very thoughtful and sweet individual—who also just so happened to be very talented with his paws. When he asked how that felt and questioned her for some direction of how he might proceed, Briar easily replied with a little chuckle, "This feels amazing, Alastor. Manea is a lucky lady." She grinned a little and considered if there was anywhere she wanted to ask him to focus and her cheeks burned at the immediate answer her mind came up with. Instead, she allowed herself to lean in that direction without making a total fool of herself. "I really liked when you were massaging my lower back," she admitted with a slight shyness, a little smile tugging at her lips.

"Briar Carpathius"