Diplomatic Immunity--Preface: Vasha's Discovery

[Bront]

"That's part of love. Trusting another when you're most vulnerable."

Vasha begins to massage her shoulders, gently pushing her down a bit to submerge them while she works the tension out with a caring tenderness.

"Sharing love and pleasure is not just full intimacy. It can be a simple touch, or a firm massage. It's sharing of yourself with someone you care about, and it is pure and true. You've got nothing to worry about Louteah."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I guess you're right...It's not that I don't trust you; it's just that I'm not used to being this vulnerable."

 

[Bront]

"Well, it can hurt, I mean, look at what I've gone though, but it's worth it to feel the love of another, and to give your love to them."

"How's this feel?" she asks as she contninues to work her shoulders carefully.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Ah, it's very nice," Louteah admits, "I guess you are right about all this...Oh, this soft skin is so sensitive to the touch--it tingles when you touch it like that."

 

[Bront]

"And the water enhances the touch, as your skin is softer in it, and you get the extra ripple sensations of the water beating down on you. Here, tell me how this feels"

Vasha begins to lightly work the edge of her hands into Louteah's upper back, with quick, soft strokes. The process stirs up the water a bit, which swirls away when her hands move.

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Louteah shivers and sighs.*

"It feels very nice, Vasha."

 

[Bront]

"I'm glad. It's relaxing for me to give others pleasure. Lets me take my mind off my own troubles."

Vasha continues and works her way down Louteah's back.

"You speak of your skin like it's new, why is that?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Well, I'm young, and I've never really explored this kind of thing yet," Alyz replies, rolling her shoulders back as Vasha massages her back.

 

[Bront]

"Well, don't be afraid to ask me to stop, but trust me, I won't hurt you."

Vasha concentrates for a few moments, and then continues, now with two extra hands that continue the gentile pounding, while her real hands begin to kneed her back tenderly.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Okay, I trust you Vasha," Louteah nods in agreement, sighing in relaxation as she feels the four hands massaging.